For the past few days, it had been raining continuously, and the paths in the Forbidden Forest were a muddy mess. Albert, following right behind Hagrid, had nearly slipped and fallen several times.
"Hagrid, hold on a second." After yet another near-fall, Albert finally called for a halt. Under Hagrid's puzzled gaze, he walked over to the side and picked out a sturdy branch.
"What are you doing with that?" Hagrid asked. A moment later, he understood: with a flick of Transfiguration, the branch was transformed into a sturdy walking stick.
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