Harry Potter:
The Trion-Hunt
Chapter 4
Finally, when they got away from the classroom, they met Hermione at the Great Hall, for lunch.
"Trelawny's been talking rubbish about grave peril, again. Honestly…that's more than once to one pupil!" said Harry.
"Yeb, she's starded do predit death a-ain," added Ron, through a mouthful of chocolate-and-orange sponge, "Dis sime widdout da Grim, only wid grafe per-l."
"She should be sacked, that old bat!" fumed Hermione.
Lee Jordan appeared at their side, saying,
"Yeah, I had to have her before Charms-she was mental!"
"What do you mean?" asked Ron.
"Well, she says this Sixth Year idiot is in grave peril, and he might die or stuff. It was all rubbish anyway. I laughed so much that I thought it was much funnier then when I put Nifflers in Umbridge's office!" answered Lee.
Harry groaned, while Ron laughed. The year before, Lee had levitated Nifflers into Umbridge's office, because she had banned Fred, George and Harry from playing Quidditch, and because she let the Slytherin's take away points from Hufflepuff, Griffindor and Ravenclaw.
Suddenly, there was a scream from the Hufflepuff table, the table nearest to the door. Everyone turned around, and they saw a massive creature, standing in the doorway.
There, hulking in the shadows was a Trion. It turned and leapt up the stairs in the Entrance Hall, and turned round a corner. As everything was in chaos, Dumbledore, who was at the teachers table, let off fireworks so people would pay attention to him.
"Will the Sixth and Seventh years follow me, please, while the Head of Houses escort the Fist, Second, Third, Fourth and Fifth years to their houses."
Harry, Hermione, Ron, and the other Sixth and Seventh years followed Dumbledore up the stairs, until they found the Trion. It was standing, crouched, in front of the portrait of Sir Cadagon, who was looking extremely frightened.
"On the count of three, you shall all deal one spell to that Trion. There is to be no Unforgivable Curses." called Dumbledore, "One…two…THREE!"