Once Hagrid had moved over a long row of tree stumps to serve as seats for the young wizards, they began arriving one after another as class time approached.
Just as Kayson was about to head out, Hagrid stopped him under the pretext of going back inside to fetch something.
"Er, I know this is a little rude, but Kayson, could you stay in the room and not go out? You're so popular that if you go out there, I won't... I won't have any presence at all, okay?"
Kayson found Hagrid's bashful manner amusing and nodded. "No problem. I'm only here to give you a little more courage for teaching anyway. I can do that just as well from in here."
As he spoke, he suddenly pulled a Memory Orb from his ring. "Oh, right, look at this. Today is your first class. I think we ought to record it. What do you think?"
Hagrid took the Memory Orb. "That's wonderful! I'm going to class now. Wish me luck!"
"Mm-hm. Good luck." Kayson patted Hagrid on the shoulder.
Hagrid took a deep breath, then walked out of the room. Kayson cast an invisibility spell on himself and headed up to the second floor as well. After almost an entire holiday without visiting, Hagrid's cabin felt even more lived-in than before.
Leaning over the balcony, he watched Hagrid securely tie the Hippogriff to a massive tree stump, at least ten meters away from the young wizards.
The Memory Orb had also been placed somewhere with a clear view, quietly recording Hagrid's first lesson.
After Hagrid finished his stumbling self-introduction, the young wizards began clapping sparsely, led by Harry and the others.
But Harry and his friends were clearly dissatisfied with such lukewarm applause and immediately clapped harder. Even the Ravenclaws