HP Magic Biography

In fact, Hagrid's lessons weren't that bad, at least for now, but Hagrid's teaching had to be interrupted once again.

Here comes Umbridge. She was standing a few feet away from Harry, again in her green cap and gown, her clipboard at the ready. Hagrid, who had never heard Umbridge's fake cough before here, stared concernedly at the nearest Ye Qi, apparently thinking it was making that noise.

That's a little Yeqi, maybe it's a little uncomfortable?

Uh-huh...huh... Umbridge and Little Ye Qi made noises together, but this time Hagrid figured out that someone was making the noise.

Oh hello! said Hagrid, smiling, finding the source of the voice.

For Hagrid's size, Umbridge, who was not as tall as Hermione, would be too hard to spot, if she wasn't wearing such a bad dress.

Did you get the note I sent to your cabin this morning? said Umbridge, in the same loud and slow voice as last time, as if she were talking to some foreign, very dull person. Tell you I'm coming to inspect your class?

Ah yes, said Hagrid cheerfully. So glad you found this place! So, as you can see... oh, sorry, I don't know... can you? We're learning Umbridge today—

Sorry? Umbridge said loudly, cupping his hands around his ears and frowning. What did you say?

Hagrid looked puzzled.

Yeqi! he said loudly. Big...uh...winged horses, you know! He flapped his huge arms hopefully.

Umbridge raised her eyebrows, muttering as she made notes on her clipboard. 'Needed...recourse to...bad...sign language...'

Well...anyway... said Hagrid, turning to face his class, looking a little flustered. Well... where did I just say?

'Looks...has...bad...short...term...memory...' Umbridge muttered, loud enough for everyone to hear.

Pansy looked as though Christmas had come a month early; Hermione, on the contrary, turned scarlet and fought back her anger.

This startled Fan Lin, but this was within Umbridge's normal purview, at least for now.

Oh, yes, said Hagrid, and glanced uncomfortably at Umbridge's clipboard.

Difficulty continues.

By the way, I was about to tell you why we have a herd, too. Yeah, well, we started out with one stallion and five females. This one, patting the first one that came up instead, is called Wuwu, he's my favourite, the first born in this forest—

Are you aware, Umbridge interrupted loudly, that the Ministry of Magic has classified the Ye Qi as a 'dangerous animal'?

Harry's heart sank like a stone, but Hagrid just smiled.

Yeqi is not dangerous! Indeed, if you provoke them, they will bite you...

'The thought of...violence...will...act...happy...' Umbridge continued to underestimate, taking notes on his clipboard.

No...really! Hagrid was a little anxious now. Dogs can bite too if you piss him off, can't you—but Ye Qi just has a bad reputation, just because of the death thing—people always think they're bad omens, don't they? They're just Don't understand, do you?

With doubts, Hagrid looked at Umbridge with hope.

But Umbridge didn't answer; she wrote her final notes, then looked up at Hagrid and said, again very loudly and slowly, Please carry on with the class as usual. I'll take a walk.

She made a walking sign... Malfoy and his dog-legged brothers were secretly laughing...

Among the students...she pointed to individual members of the class...Ask them some questions. She pointed to her mouth to speak. Hagrid stared at her, clearly not understanding why she was acting as if she thought he didn't understand normal English.

Tears of anger filled Hermione's eyes now. Witch, you wicked witch! she whispered, as Umbridge made his way toward Slytherin. Hermione was still cursing non-stop, obviously, Umbridge brought deep enough resentment to the girl.

Maybe we should take Hermione with us when we leave...

I know what you're doing, you're ugly, fucking vicious...

Uh... anyway, said Hagrid, clearly trying to get his teaching flow back on, so... Ye Qi. Yeah. Well, they have a lot of good points...

Do you think, Professor Umbridge said to Pansy in her loud voice, that you can understand Professor Hagrid when he talks? Like Hermione, Pansy had tears in her eyes, but these were Tears of laughter; indeed, her answers were barely coherent as she tried to hold back the giggles.

No...because...well...it sounds like a grunt a lot of the time... Umbridge was scribbling on her clipboard.

A small part of Hagrid's face that wasn't bruised was red, but he tried to act like he didn't hear Pansy's answer.

Uh... yes... good points for Ye Qi. Well, once they're tamed like these horses, you won't get lost anymore. They have an amazing sense of direction, just tell them where you want to go -

Assuming they understand you, of course, Malfoy said aloud, and Professor Umbridge smiled indulgently at them, before turning to the boy who could see Ye Qi and Neville.

Can you see Ye Qi? Longbottom, can you? said Umbridge. The two nodded reluctantly.

Whose death have you ever seen? she asked, her tone nonchalant.

The Slytherin boys didn't answer, just watched, and Neville obviously still couldn't ignore Umbridge...

My... my grandfather, said Neville.

And what do you think of them? she said, waving her stubby hand toward the horses, who had now torn the carcass to the bone.

Uh, Neville said nervously, glancing at Hagrid. Well, they're... um... okay...

'Students...are afraid...to...admit...they are...afraid...'

Umbridge grumbled, scribbling another note on the clipboard.

No! Neville said in a panic. No, I'm not afraid of them—!

Very well, said Umbridge, patting Neville on the shoulder and trying to force an understanding smile, although it looked more like a malicious look at Harry.

Well, Hagrid, she said, turning to look at him again, and in that high, slow voice again, I think we've been in touch long enough. You'll get (as if she's going to learn from what's in front of her) Get what in the air) your test results (she pointed to the notepad) in ten days. Umbridge finally held up those ten stubby fingers, and then, her smile grew wider, hidden in the hat Down there, more of a toad than ever.

Umbridge hurried away from them, leaving Malfoy and Pansy laughing, Hermione shaking with rage, and Neville looking confused and bewildered.

That wicked, lying, fucking old monster!

Hermione finally erupted half an hour later, when they were walking back to the castle when they walked through the corridors and noticed that the snow had fallen earlier than usual.

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