It was a dark, stormy night. And a dark, mysterious figure was silhouetted against the light of a nearby lamp post. It was hard to make out who it was, because of the torrential downpour. But he looked as though he was a boy, about sixteen, dark hair, glasses, and a scar in the shape of a lightning bolt on his forehead. Wait, no, it was only an old woman walking her dog. But who would be walking their dog on a night like this? No one but the weird gypsy of Hyde Park. Dum, dum, dum. Suddenly the weird gypsy gave a wink and wiggled her nose, and the dog she was walking suddenly transformed into a giant huge really big large beast. AKA, Hagrid. Hagrid turned to the weird gypsy of Hyde Park and said "Thanks for walking me here. Those bad guys who are after me for a reason only revealed in the next book would have surly got me if I wasn't a dog." Then the weird gypsy of Hyde Park said, "Well, no trouble at all, dearie. But a poor old lady does a favor, she expects one in return…" Hagrid's eyes widened as she grabbed his massive butt. Hagrid looked at his super magical watch to see if he had enough time for the weird gypsy of Hyde Park. Then a mosquito flew by and landed on the gypsy's arm. She squished it. She squished it good. Suddenly Hagrid's eyes grew teary, for his love of all creatures great and small was his one true love. Suddenly the veins in his muscles started pulsing, as his eyes grew fiery with rage. He then ripped through his clothes, and the giant madman pulled a giant pink umbrella out of his giant butt, and shanked the poor old gypsy through the heart.

The end.