"You will now serve as the Royal Travelling Slut to all the Trolls, Orcs and Giants," Hagrid declares, peering at Dracnar, who nods with complete approval. "You will be dressed in one item of clothing and given small rations, but once you’ve set out of the Nest, it is whatever you are provided with by whichever of the three you come across. What happens with you is out of our hands."