The beachgoers were running and screaming and generally causing mayhem, and dragon!Mo was delighted to stomp through them with his wings out and flapping. He shook his bum wildly, trying to give Lux plenty to do back there with the wagging tail. Wagging? Did dragons wag their tails? He glanced back to check on her before stomping past a few more Muggles.
Now what, then? The professor hadn't said how the dragon was driven away, or if it was taken down by spells, or what... Mo knew from his reading that it took a number of highly trained dragonologists to take down an adult dragon, so he highly doubted that this little ragtag bunch could manage it on their own.
Still. Best to give them a show, right?
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Yes!! It was time to do the rescuing. Taking a cue from Beverly who was playing the role of the Toke matriach, Cris quickly stood with his chest puffed out and his hands on his hips ala the Superman stance and called out,"Yes mother, I am ready to fight the dragon," before getting in front of a 'muggle' (Jasmine) and the 'dragon' (Mo). "Don't worry Miss. I will keep you safe," Cris said to Jasmine, giving her a wink before turning to Mo.
"Leave now or face the Toke family wrath," Cris challenged the 'dragon'. The Professor had said no real magic and since Cris didn't want to accidentally cast a spell, he used his quill to represent his wand.
"Stupefy", he waved his 'wand' (quill's feather) in front of Mo's nose.
All those Stupefy spells aimed at the stomping, wandering dragon gave said dragon quite a case of the crankies. He didn't like the lights and the shouting, and he really really didn't like the stinging spells that were being cast at him. They probably HURT, right? Mo got up and personal with each of the Toke family casters, roaring angrily in their face and even snapping at the nose of Miss Beverly and Miss Agatha.
And then Cris waved a quill right on Mo's nose, and he sneezed fire back in the Hufflepuff's face. "AH-CHOOOOBOOM!"
Oops. Dragon!Mo sat down hard, right on the sand, looking a bit dazed and cross-eyed. And he'd swallowed a bit of the potion, too! URGH.
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Well. Even if BABY CLAW and BIRD SPECIALIST didn't think it was funny, Zahra The Seagull could hardly "fly" anymore from laughing. Maybe Madame Poop Head wasn't playing along and being a GOOD ACTRESS, but Z knew. That girl had a HAIR FULL OF BIRD POOP.
Too bad Zahra the Seagull was too busy laughing and didn't see the INCOMING BEACH BALL. Boom - blow to the head.
The Z-gull.... promptly died. Or was at least knocked out. Zahra the Z-gull flapped around dramatically a few times, "CAaawwwwwwwwwwww...... croak....." then flopped on the SAND and let her Z-GULL tongue hang out.
Seagull, hmm? The dragon was feeling more than a little annoyed at the tickling of his nose and the burning of his throat and stomach and the way the Gryffindor girl just abused his ickles and no one said anything and she'd KISSED him last term and no one said anything then either.
He picked up his big tail and moved over a few feet, reseating himself right on top of the dead seagull. Comfy.