CARE OF MAGICAL CREATURES- by Hagrid

Hagrid stared firmly at his class, his huge hands wrapped around a white frosted box, glowing in the dim light of the afternoon.

“What yer gonna do today is dangerous. Fireflies look harmless, but when yer tryin’ ter tame ‘em they can be a right handful. They don’t like to be fed; they're real hunters in the blood. But their prey, the flying wormus, died out long before you was born. So us wizards and witches, like yerselves, must feed ‘em, without them suspecting. ‘Tis a difficult job mind, so don’t go larking about, just listen. Now if it does go wrong, they’ll squirt their lightnin’ juice all over yer. It stings bad, so tell me if that happens, Madame Pomfrey’ll be steamin’ else. I’ve got some dosin’ powder that Dumbledore gave me, it’ll send ‘em straight to sleep. I can then deal with ‘em later.

Lets start. Yer won’t be usin’ your wands today cause I got these sticks, just tie a piece of this gutting wire to the end. That’s it. Now yer need a worm, use the muggle method; stampin’ the ground brings ‘em up. Now attach yer worm to the end of the wire, just pick ‘em up you fool, they won’t hurt yer. Don’t pull the knot too tight, else you’ll cut right through him.

Take one of the mirrors from the box over there; don’t be brawlin’ now! Yer only need a little ‘un. Now make a circle, but facin’ outwards. Hold yer stick over yer shoulder and let the worm suspend in mid air. The firefly’s vision is one of its peculiar bits, it can’t see no details when it’s glowin’ and can’t see anythin’ in mirrors, cause it’s too bright. To make ‘em glow it's gotta be dark, so I’ll get rid of this ruddy torch in a minute.

The sight of the worms will lure ‘em in, but yer can’t be lookin’ at it unless you look indirectly through the mirror. Wave yer stick to make the worm look like it's flyin’ and they should take the bait. After yer all have fed ‘em, I’ll sprinkle the powder so I can release ‘em on me own so they won’t scatter and might suspect like.