The next thing I knew, McGonagall was charging out of the castle, heading straight into the fray, trying to defend Hagrid. Now, Hagrid's a half-giant, and can stand any number of Stunners, but poor McGonagall isn't---she got four right in the chest! That really set Hagrid off, and he ended up beating every one of Umbridge's creatures before picking up his dog (Fang had tried to defend Hagrid too, but he'd been Stunned early on) and heading off into the darkness, headed who-knows-where. Even Professors Marchbanks and Tofty were furious, and Harry was livid. I was just about as angry, and before I got to sleep, I considered and discarded a lot of schemes to get rid of Umbridge. I was leaning toward strychnine in her food by the time I drifted off---it's good and painful.