"Hagrid— What's that?"
Harry looked towards the hearth in the far end, in the heart of the fire, laid a enourmous, black egg.
Ron's wide eyes darted towards Mayumi, whose face was expressionless.
"Mayumi, wha- Why-" He said weakly, "How?"
Mayumi glances at him, a mischievous gleam in her eyes as she shrugs.
"Meh."
Her tone was almost devious.