Thestrals (again) and Umbitch, oh also a snake
Umbridge had started to “inspect” the teachers’ classes. This time she was inspecting Hagrid. This would not go well.
Hagrid had decided to teach them about thestrals. First, he led the students into the Forbidden Forest with a big fat chunk of meat. Then he explained that you could only see thestrals if you’d ever seen someone kick the bucket. A while later, the pink toad walked into the forest.
“What exactly are you teaching the children about?” Umbridge asked Hagrid, in her sickly sweet voice.
“Well, as you can see, uh, I dunno, can you see? Anyway, we’re learning about thestrals-uh-big flying horses.”
“Aren’t you aware that the ministry has classified thestrals as dangerous?”
“Thestrals aren’ dangerous!” Hagrid exclaimed. “I mean they might bite you if you’re annoying-“ he laughed.
Umbridge took notes on her clipboard, “shows-delight-at-the-idea-of-violence.”
“What? Even dogs will bite you if you’re not nice to ‘em! Thestrals jus’ get a bad rep ‘cause of the death thing.”
Umbridge kept interrupting Hagrid throughout the entire lesson and then asked the students questions about Hagrid’s teaching.
“Would you say you have learned how to blah-blah-blah?” she’d ask the students. Apart from Malfoy and his cronies, everyone answered, much to Hermione, Ron and Harry’s relief.
Hazel was seriously thinking about summoning some gold and smashing Umbridge’s face in with it. There were thestrals in the underworld, they’d always been nice to her. It was just stupid omens and schist. Nico was scowling next to her as well.
“Anyway,” said Hagrid. “Who here can see the thestrals?”
Harry, Neville, Percy, Hazel, Nico, and Frank all slowly raised their hands. (The others don’t take this class)
Umbridge was in shock. She wanted to tell the minister that the American “teachers” did not value their students’ lives.
That night, Harry had a dream that he was a snake slithering through a corridor. He could taste the air, it tasted like magic. Snake-Harry saw Mr. Weasley. The snake bit him, he passed out, the venom coursing through the balding red-head’s veins.
Harry woke up with a start. He woke up Ron and told him what happened, he didn’t include the part of him being the snake though. They both ran to the headmaster’s office and said a bunch of random sweets until the door opened.
Dumbledore was at his desk, he looked up from a letter with an omega symbol on it.
“What happened, Harry?” he asked.
“I had a dream,” Harry replied. “Mr. Weasley, he got attacked, by a snake!”
Dumbledore nodded and told Ron to go back to the dorm and get his siblings and Professor McGonnagal. Once Ron left, Dumbledore turned back to Harry.
“From what perspective did you see the dream, Harry?”
“I-I saw it from inside the snake,” said Harry, finding no point in lying to Dumbledore.
“I assume you did not give this information to your friend Ronald?”
“I-uh-no sir.” Harry hung his head, feeling bad that he didn’t tell Ron about him being the snake.
(SpongeBob voice) MeaNWhiLe
Jason was staring at the ceiling. Harry had gotten a dream…but not just any dream, it was just like the dreams a half-blood. And the way Ron completely believed him, it was evident that it wasn’t the first time this had happened.
“Jason,” said Frank. “You heard all of that, right?”
“Mmm hmm,” Jason answered. “We’ll have to tell the others in the morning, they’re probably asleep right now. But this definitely confirms that Harry’s the prophecy kid.”