41. Thestrals Harry still couldn’t believe Thestrals were aloud to graze on the grounds of Hogwarts. The majestic black skin stretched over their sickly sticking out bones. Luna was throwing some of the larger ones some meat for lunch. “Luna, have you ever thought of wanting a Thestral as a pet? They seem to like you.” Harry commented.
Luna smiled and went over to a baby and started to pet the top of it’s bony head. “They wouldn’t like to be tamed to an owner. They like to be free.” Harry smiled.
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