That evening, the gloom in Gryffindor Tower was thick enough, you could have cut it with a knife. I tried to console myself with the knowledge that every new Educational Decree flourished by our charming High Inquisitor was eroding whatever support she had ever enjoyed from the other teachers, but when I saw that Hagrid was finally back, after having been missing since the beginning of the school year, I forgot about it and we went to see what he'd been up to. I also wanted to tip Hagrid off about Umbridge, and warn him to, for pity's sake, be careful. Not that I had much hope on that, but I had to try.