115 Buckbeak (1/2)

In the end, the hippogriffs called Buckbeak reigned supreme and held Arth in its mouth with undeniable arrogance in its eyes. It then did something that resembled the nesting that bird would do to their eggs.

From underneath the hippogriff, a somewhat excited and suffocating voice of Arth was barely heard.

”It seems at though these hippogriffs have just ended their mating season as they seem to have very strong parental instincts currently. Ahhh... it's pretty comfortable here... so... warm...”

Hagrid seemed to be very confused on what to do.

”Er... Buckbeak. Get off him.”

Buckbeak let out a reluctant squawk before begrudgingly standing up.

Arth slowly got out from underneath the hippogriff with a dreamy expression.

”That was amazing... wow.”

Hagrid gave a satisfied grunt.

”Told yer that they were amazing creatures.”

Hermione scowled.

”Why the hell did you even run into the crowd of hippogriffs like that? Do you know how dangerous that was?”

Arth just shrugged his shoulders.

”Well, I was just listening to Hagrid by getting closer. I just didn't expect them to swarm me the moment I got close though.”

Arth leant in clasper so only Hermione, Harry, and Ron could hear.

”Plus, I'm a Nature Animagus, I won't be killed by animals for sure.”

Harry nodded.

”That's true... we all remember what happened at the dueling club last year.”

Arth shuddered.

”That was a bit too much.”

”Right, now that we've seen what hippogriffs do, who wants ter go second?”

Most of the class backed farther away in answer. Even Harry, Ron, and Hermione had misgivings. Although Arth didn't get hurt from the fierce battle for Arth, it portrayed the hippogriffs as fierce and powerful.

”No one?” said Hagrid, with a pleading look.

”They won't kill you, at least, if you don't insult them.” Said Arth trying his best to sound helpful.