After the visit to the aviary, Albus craved something a bit more exhilarating, it had been too long since he had ridden a dragon, and Mimir led them around the mountains looking for one of the more tameable, fully grown dragons. It was not long before they saw a green Welsh dragon circling laconically above them. Mimir whistled so loud that it hurt Albus" ears, and the dragon slowed its flight and then hovered above them. Mimir whistled again, and the large dragon descended, landing several feet away from them, licking the front of its claw with its enormous tongue.