"Hagrid is Dumbledore's man. Always has been, always will be." Draco scoffed, sticking his nose up in the air. "The Gryffindor that brought in the wolf pup that attacked Myrtle? That was Hagrid." Hermione explained patiently. "He found a litter of Moon-Wolf pups in the forest near his home." Harry continued."Moon-Wolves are wolves born from two werewolves, conceived and birthed on the full moon. They can never shift from their wolf form but have human intelligence. A litter consists of between two to ten pups, they can communicate telepathically between themselves and when they breed not only will they only breed with other Moon-Wolves but the new generation pups will be the same." Hermione recited in lecture mode when Pansy, Daphne, Blaise, Fred and George had shared blank and confused looks. "They are exceedingly rare and aren't taught until fifth year Care of Magical Creatures." Harry soothed a pouting Fred with a chuckle, it wasn't often the older boy didn't know something. Despite the carefree pranking persona of the Weasley twins they were remarkably intelligent. "Anyway, Hagrid found five pups and took them away from their den and brought them to Hogwarts, hiding them under his bed," Hermione said as she rolled her eyes as Harry hugged Fred to his chest cooing at the sulking dramatic fourth year.