Post by Deleted on Sept 12, 2014 16:58:17 GMT -5
Another year had gone by. How many years had it been for Hagrid already since he became Groundskeeper at Hogwarts? How many students had he said good-bye to for the summer? How many Seventh Years had he said good-bye to possibly for the last time? On all, he had lost count. Maybe that was due to having the mind of a very old man though.
Hagrid never saw the End of the Year Feast as routine, despite how many he had been to. It was still very special to him. It was his chance to talk with the staff and students that last time, to have those last few laughs and share those last few pieces of wisdom. Hagrid walked in and smiled at the students as he made his way to the staff table. As always, he was eager to stop and chat with any student who wished to. He always had time for them.
Hagrid never saw the End of the Year Feast as routine, despite how many he had been to. It was still very special to him. It was his chance to talk with the staff and students that last time, to have those last few laughs and share those last few pieces of wisdom. Hagrid walked in and smiled at the students as he made his way to the staff table. As always, he was eager to stop and chat with any student who wished to. He always had time for them.