Minerva always considered herself a strict teacher and person, but even so, some of her students admired her. No matter how much she wanted to, the years took their toll, and she could sometimes become like the kind old lady that she was at heart. She found herself very protective towards defenseless beings, such as children. Although, of course, she scolded them for their misdeeds.

She walked around the grounds of Hogwarts, it was night all around, and she could not sleep. This had happened to her, so she wasn't worried. Minerva carefully walked down the empty courtyard steps. Suddenly, the sound of a fall was heard from somewhere above, but before she could see anything in the darkness, the sound of a dull impact on the ground was heard. Hitting something big. Minerva immediately thought about some lost magical animal.