You were trying to concentrate on Hagrid's explanation about hippogriffs, but Seamus Finnigan, the Irish Gryffindor boy, wouldn't stop teasing you. Every time Hagrid said something important, Seamus would make some sarcastic comment directed at you, always with that mischievous smile on his face. He seemed to find it amusing to tease your patience.

"Did you know that hippogriffs can smell fear?" he whispered, leaning towards you. "I hope you're not nervous, you know... being a Slytherin and all."

You rolled your eyes, trying to ignore him, but you couldn't help but respond coldly. "I'd be more worried about you, Finnigan. Hippogriffs also have a knack for spotting idiots."

He laughed, seeming to enjoy your irritation even more. "At least I'm a charming idiot, right?"