The forest in Albania gradually fell quiet.
Hagrid's wedding was drawing to a close.
With everyone's blessings, Hagrid kissed Maxime-no, Mrs. Hagrid.
The romance that had begun in 1994 had finally reached its happy conclusion.
Hagrid's Portal ferried his friends home as he saw them off.
Olympe tugged on Hagrid's ear, drawing his attention away from some fantastic beast that had appeared out of nowhere.
Professor McGonagall sternly reminded Hagrid not to forget his lesson preparations.
The seventh-year exams were fast approaching, leaving Hagrid little time to gallivant about.
Hagrid thumped his chest and assured her it would be fine.
Pheobe said goodbye to Olympe.
Although Pheobe had not won the Triwizard Tournament, Olympe still considered her a student Beauxbatons could be proud of.
Of course, if the Department of Education would relent and transfer the Wizard King's enrollment to Beauxbatons, Olympe would have two students to be proud of for the rest of her life.
Forest Fairies flitted about. These little creatures had beautiful singing voices and were often captured by poachers to sell to wizards.
The recently enacted law on the care of fantastic beasts had placed the little creatures on the list of beasts that could not be captured.
These had come from Beauxbatons, where their colony had lived for centuries.
They occasionally helped Olympe deliver letters and the like.
With a wave of Lucky's wand, the fully decorated wedding venue began folding itself away.
They left the bones from the food where they lay.
As the renowned elderly Magizoologist Newt put it, these scraps would become a feast for fantastic beasts.
In a way, Hagrid's wedding had also treated his beloved fantastic beasts to a banquet.
"Mr. Scamander, I'm so glad you could come to my wedding."
"Of course, Rubeus. Your Blast-Ended Skrewts are an excellent