Professor Hagrid

// THIS IS AN OLD CHAPTER. THE NEW CHAPTERS ARE IN VOLUME 2. YOU CAN READ THESE CHAPTERS IF YOU WANT SOME INSIGHT ON WHAT IS GOING TO HAPPEN LATER BUT SOME EVENTS CAN BE DIFFERENT BETWEEN THE OLD AND NEW CHAPTERS.

The next morning, the rumor was already swelling within the castle walls. Sean Bones, the weird boy who spoke with the dementors. I was already a linguistic oddity with Parseltongue but people came to accept it thanks to Salazard Slytherin who was one of the founders of Hogwarts. But dementors are literally one of the vilest creatures on this planet, and anyone who could talk to them is not viewed favorably by most people. From what I understand it was a fourth-year girl from Ravenclaw who was also in the infirmary that started the rumor.

I can feel the eyes of people staring at me behind my back as I walk behind Hagrid to my first Magical Creature Care class of the year.

Eventually I was joined by Edward and Hermione who also took this class. They say nothing and just walk beside me while I open the monster book of monsters, stroking the spine of the book. It's really a stupid idea to animate books, okay it's pretty cool but it's absolutely impractical and then you can't imagine how much hair this thing sheds when it's put on a shelf.

When I look up, I see Neville struggling with his book, but I really don't have the mind to give him a hand just yet.

"Things are going badly at this school, when my father hears that Dumbledore is appointing that idiot as a teacher." Malfoy once again struggles to hold his tongue

I lean in to whisper in his ear "Malfoy, that's not the kind of thing you say in public, remember what Snape said, not seen not punished. And there is a little too many witnesses here." At that moment, I think I hear a small group of girls yell a little 'Kyaaa'.

But my warning comes too late and I can see Harry coming right at us.

"Shut up Malfoy."

"Hey, calm Harry, you know how Malfoy is, he doesn't have his tongue in his pocket."

I move closer to the Potter "This is Hagrid's first class, let's try to not make a big fuss here" Potter looks at me before nodding and returning to Ron and Seamus.

Hagrid finally starts his lesson with Buck's introduction, I stay close to Malfoy to make sure he is going to stay quiet. I don't particularly want to have to put up with his whining, nor do I want to miss a Quidditch match because he broke his arm.

When Hagrid asks us, who wants to be the first to go, I step back with the others leaving Potter who was too busy admiring the animal alone in front.

I watch the events of the movies play out again before my eyes, Harry bowing to Buck then stroking his head before Hagrid puts him on his back. Hippogriffs don't really interest me; they don't have any interesting ability other than having wings.

After a few minutes they see Buck come back and Harry gets off the animal to receive the applause of the crowd. I think it's the first time I've seen him receive an applause he really deserves. Malfoy, on the other hand, takes it pretty badly when Potter is the center of attention and I almost have to grab him by the arm to keep him from running into the hippogriff, what a jerk.

The class ends when everyone who has managed to gain respect from Buck had a ride on his back. Even Malfoy got a ride on it when he swallowed his pride and bowed to the animal. Personally, I found the speed and altitude quite exhilarating and I'm starting to reconsider putting the hippogriff on the list of beasts I would like to eat in the future.

"Well, it didn't go so bad, I would like you to prepare an assignment on the hippogriff for me for the next class, about 30 lines should do a good assignment."

We walk away with the group, leaving Hagrid alone with Buck.

"So, you see, this class wasn't that bad, I'm sure even you enjoyed the hippogriff ride." Draco runs a hand through his hair uncomfortably.

"Yeah, that wasn't too bad"

When we return to the castle, I take the opportunity to go to the room on requirement and use the time I have left before the meal to go home using the vanishing cabinet. I quickly slip away by the chimney to reach diagon alley and my favorite black magic shop.

"Ah! Here is my favorite client again, I was afraid that something bad happened to you."

"And robbing you of my money, I wouldn't dare. Did you manage to get your hands on what I asked you?"

"Yes! My partner acquired a surprising knife during his travels, an athame used to only injure souls without harming their physical envelope. It is said to have belonged to a powerful wizard, but no one remembers exactly who it belonged to. "

The large knife he was showing me had a bone handle and its blade was about twenty centimeters.

"And are you sure he could destroy the soul hidden in a horcrux without damaging the object?"

"Impossible to say for sure, it was more likely created to keep the bodies intact during a necrotic ritual but what is the difference between a piece of flesh and a piece of metal when a soul is stored inside? "

"Um, it's worth a try, how much do you ask for it?"

"For you, 8000 Galleons"

"That's a lot of money you're asking for!"

"Well, if we knew its exact provenance it might even be worth more. But it is nonetheless a unique piece, of exceptional craftsmanship. The blade is still in excellent condition despite the years and its unusual capacity makes it an exceptional item. "

"What if we knew its owners?"

"Well, if we ever could get even an incomplete list of all the owners, the price could easily go up to 25,000-30,000 Galleons."

I know of a certain necromancer which this blade could have belonged to, but I cannot verify my idea right now. But in the meantime, there is a possibility this knife can be used to get rid of Voldemort's soul fragments.

"Very well I take it, but I would ask you to keep looking for other objects working on souls. In the meantime, I would like you to find me a kneazle who is not declared to the ministry."

"It's not really an exotic animal, getting a permit shouldn't be difficult with your financial means but hey, I have a friend who works in Diagon Alley Menagerie, he won't mind getting a little bonus by deleting an animal from the registry. Wait for me here, it won't be long. "

As the vendor goes to find my arrogant, I am examining his collection of items when I finally come across the Cursed Opal Necklace on sale at 1,500 Galleons. The universe of Vampires Diaries has no shortage of conceited vampire to whom I could offer this necklace as a token of my 'affection'.

When he returns to his shop, I can see him holding a wooden cage with the animal inside. He puts it at my feet and returns behind his counter.

"So, counting the athame and the kneazle, that will make 10,000 Galleons all round." I can see the salesperson almost hopping around feeling the big profit he's about to make.

"Good, add me that cursed opal necklace." I put the 11,500 Galleons on his counter.

"Always happy to do business with you!"

"Likewise".