Homework part 2

Professor Hagrid was having a terrible morning, and it wasn't even breakfast yet. Someone broke into the Transfiguration classroom the night before, hid a Boggart in the closet, and set loose 73 doxies. How did he know there were 73 doxies? Because each one took a bite out of his belly as he tried to capture it, and Madame Pomfrey had to lick each wound separately. And comment annoyingly about how Professor Trelawney would've had the room cleared out with 2 waves of a wand. It took forever to get out of the infirmary, and by then Professor Hagrid was in a foul mood. Luckily, he knew how to improve it: by finding the culprits and making him, her or them pay. Hagrid had overheard some students giggling in the hallways the other day about Draco Firewalkers's stash of doxy eggs, so he had a good idea of who to interrogate first. Unfortunately for him, but rather fortunately for Draco, the common room password had recently been changed to the Irish, so Hagrid couldn't enter. The Fat Lady looked up from her portrait and laughed at the cursing, frustrated Professor. The old Professor Hagrid would have thrown a hissy fit at being taunted by a mere portrait, and blasted the thing all the way into the 3rd floor girl's bathroom. The new Professor Hagrid went to 17 weeks of Anger Management classes, punched a lot of pillows, and took up woodworking. And started subscribing to the Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes catalogue. Professor Hagrid's first class of the day was Transfiguration with the 3rd year Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws. It took them 2 hours to clean up after the entire carton of Nosebleed Nougats that went off and clung to their robes, schoolbooks, and any exposed flesh. The students all knew that Draco was planning to do something in Transfiguration to get Professor Hagrid, so everyone blamed him for the prank and gave him the cold shoulder for 17 days, until Herminoe Bagnold blew up the Herbology classroom with a misplaced charm and became the new pariah-of-the-hour.