"But!"
Hagrid's voice suddenly rose an octave, and the pride on his face was instantly replaced by unprecedented gravity.
"Douglas warned me, and he warned all of you!"
"To make them tasty, their genes were infused with more active, more unstable magical energy. That means-"
"Their explosive power is at least five times greater than that of ordinary Blast-Ended Skrewts!"
The students did not understand, but they were deeply shocked.
"Right, your first task today."
Ignoring the expressions on their faces, Hagrid announced loudly,
"Isn't to touch these beauties. It's to set up your individual workstations in strict accordance with the Safety Guide. Not a single step wrong!"
The classroom immediately filled with the sounds of students scrambling to put on their gear.
The Dragonhide Gloves were tough and heavy, the fireproof cloaks carried the distinctive smell of Magic Potions, and then there were those utterly ridiculous-looking noise-blocking earplugs...
The excessively professional equipment made the students feel less as though they were attending Hagrid's class and more as though they had stepped into Professor Snape's Potions Class.
"Fred, or George, whichever!"
Hagrid's sharp eyes swept the room, locking precisely onto a snickering redheaded figure.
"Put your earplugs in! The guide says quite clearly that these things make a strange noise when they hatch, one human ears can't hear. Too much of it will leave your brain buzzing as though a goblin's stirred it up!"
There was an air of authority in his voice as he struggled to recall the lines he had memorized.
"Do you want to turn into a drooling idiot before your N.E.W.T. exams?"
He began pacing between the workstations like a stern drill instructor, constantly correcting the students' mistakes.
"Pull your gloves over your cuffs! Fasten the neck of your fireproof cloak!"
"Your Antidote pouch is in