#66803 - Hagrid's head swam and his pulse quickened as the potion Hermione had crafted earlier and mixed in the shampoo of each of the girls began to have it's desired effect. Without a word, Hagrid shuffled back to his big oak chair in front of the fire where on a small table beside it stood a huge flagon of some frothy drink and a framed picture of his beloved pet dragon, Norbert. Moaning with the effort, she pitifully begged her two friends to help, 'Hermione.
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