Henry was such a nice hippogriff, although Hazel had nothing to compare him to. She ruffled his feathers and smiled at him. It was hard to believe that a nice little creature like Henry could be harmful. Hazel's eyes fell upon Henry's razor-sharp beak and she stepped away slightly. Not wanting to use up any more of the hippogriff's time, she turned and said quickly, "See ya, Henry! Maybe I could come down and we can talk, or I can talk and you can listen, or whatever you want! Bye!" She couldn't believe she just invited herself down to talk to a hippogriff. She hoped Henry didn't understand her.

Waving goodbye to Henry, the Hufflepuff girl walked away from the hippogriff. That had been quite successful.