Clifford had realized that blood was not Cherry Soda, but that was not enough for the silly humans.
Apparently they were going to put him down.
Not like he was going to let them.
"Alright you maggots" said a military offical who was in one of the helicopters flying overhead.
"Lets blow this puppy apart"
"I AM NOT A PUPPY" Clifford roared back, the injustice and rage at being called an infant bolstering his voice into a dangerous force to be reckoned with.
The sound waves shattered the helicopter.
"Wow", thought Clifford, "If I get angry enough I become strong, I must be like the Hulk"
Then a wizened wizard wearing a bathrobe appeared, "No its because your a wizard"
Clifford gasped, "How'd you read my thoughts"
"Leglimency" said Dumbledore sneering.
Then he teleported away.
An owl flew in with a Howler, "FOR YOUR SECOND USE OF MAGIC AGAINST MUGGLES, THE ILLEGAL ANIMAGUS CLIFFORD IS HENCEFORTH SENTENCNED TO AZKABAN PRISON".
Then it burst into flames and Clifford found himself trapped in Azkaban.
"Crap, I'm caught" thought Clifford.