Thinking of dragons inevitably made Hagrid think of the Five-Wizard Tournament, one of whose participants was Beauxbatons—and Beauxbatons' headmistress, Madame Maxime.
"That..." His voice dropped considerably, its low rumble like the buzzing of hornets. "Didn't Luna just say so?"
"Olympe and I should talk more about magical creatures, because it's an interesting topic... Actually, that's what we've always done..."
"Like just now—I told Olympe that with big fellows like Abraxans, only we could handle them... That counts as talking about magical creatures, doesn't it?"
Wizet slipped the notebook back into his pocket. Hearing Hagrid's question, he said, "Of course it counts as talking about magical creatures, but you could adjust the direction a little... How should I put it..."
Although he understood what Luna meant, he found it difficult to put into words.
This time, he winked at Luna. Smiling, Luna took over. "Of course it counts as talking about magical creatures, but Hagrid, try thinking about this..."
"Let me think of an example..." She recalled Wizet's topic. "If you were in class and someone didn't want to face a Hippogriff, what would you say to them?"
"Of course I'd tell the student not to worry," Hagrid said at once. "Though Hippogriffs look a bit fierce..."
"They're actually magical creatures that are very easy to get along with, so long as you respect them enough. That's why we have to look them in the eye!"
"They can read all sorts of things from our eyes. As long as we respect them enough, they'll respect us in return."
"And not just that—they'll become your most loyal friends. If they see you in danger, they'll step forward and protect you without regard for their own safety!"
"Pride is only a Hippogriff's armor. They're actually quite sensitive, and they put on that haughty