As usual, Harry and I declined to sample his biscuits. As nice as Hagrid was, he couldn’t cook. We left his hut and started to walk into the Forbidden Forest. I always found it serene, to be in the forest. It was something I noticed over the years. That most people were scared of this forest. I noticed that Harry looked uncomfortable and he has been in the forest plenty of times to know where you can and can’t go. Not for me though. 