No, it is the unclouded view I have that no other pureblood or muggle born has, it is the ability to see things as they truly are. I do not have the basis that clouds my view or judgment, nor do I have a feeling to prove myself to anyone or anything. That allows me to stand over the whole crowd and look down upon them just like a shepherd could!

I paused for a moment to clear my head from all the thoughts and reflections that are racing through it, man o man, I think. I am continuously going off and off into a tangent today, I reminisced. Well, it looks like today is reflection day, I added with a ridiculed filled tone. Today is truly the day where I follow up on all of my schemes, plans, and grand ambitions just like a truly genuine villain would do, I added with a faint chuckle.

I lament to myself for the exceptional comedy that the twins are missing out from at the moment. Then I finally get back to reality and see the food that Hagrid has prepared displayed right before me. I glance at it for a long moment and think to myself, let's just dig in and find out if it is actually a great dish or if I was imagining things.

Besides if it was the latter then I need to go see a doctor or maybe a healer at St Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries. I can not go around have a delusional syndrome at such a young age, that stuff could seriously hamper your psyche.

I stuck my spoon in the heap of paste in front of me which was essentially as big as a small little mound if you had to know. Then I took out a very small spoonful of the goulash from the heap, which was more than enough to be an appetizer.

I took a bite of the food and slowly chewed on it while a grimace first played on my face then it slowly transformed into a bright smile. Now that is some good food, I shouted in my mind with unconcealed excitement as I also did a fist pump. Thank you whatever being is out there who is watching over me, thank you for letting me get away with my life today, I said in a silent prayer for whatever being saved me from eating the usual s.h.i.+t that is Hagrid's cooking.

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I turned my head to glance at Hagrid who was now digging into his food with gusto, as was fang too and none of them paid any attention to their image as they dig in. And who could blame them, the pasta was light and creamy with a fresh after taste, thanks to the green unknown herbs lightly sprinkled on top of the dish. The beef easily crumbled at once when you tapped it with your spoon and it had a nice spicy taste. The cooked tomatoes was slightly burnt and after you chewed it, it exploded with fresh juice. The chopped up potatoes was as cooked well and it was very tender, there was also that nice velvety sauce that I could taste with each and every bite.

And those were only the surface level of the ingredients which I could point out, there was so many more flavors that I tasted as I too ate the food with great enthusiasm, I nodded my head to myself and thought, Hagrid has really out done himself today as I continued to eat my meal.

Before I knew it that heavenly moment was broken as I sc.r.a.ped at empty wooden plate with nothing on. I looked down on the plate with a blank look on my face, where did all the food go, I mused to myself. Then I looked down at my belly which was bulging slightly thanks to all the food I eat, I lightly smacked it and rippled spread throughout the surface.

Woah, if I eat out at Hagrid's place every day then I might just become fat, I reasoned. I shook my head in a self depreciating manner, but who could resist this food, I added. Then some drowsiness started to take over my body and I started to feel sleepy, I let loose a long yawn then began to stretch out like a cat.

After a few good stretches that loosened up the muscles very well, I let out a good sigh of relief and content just falling short of purring like a content little cat. Now that I think about it I have been showing more and more actions that relate very much to a cat. Mhh! I thought, it seems like being an animagus has some sort of effect on your base psyche, if you do think about it from another angle.

Like, let's ask what does the prosses of slowly finding and gradually transforming into your animagus do to one? It awakens the animalistic side of you that every single human has hidden deep inside themselves, they have only hidden it away thanks to being in a society that is 'modern', but it is still there.

So from what I could collect so far not only does the animagus prosses let you transform into an animal it also put that animalistic side to the forefront. I sigh to myself in irritation and vexation, the process does come with its benefits and drawbacks, for one it seems to make me more rash just like an animal.