The entire world was celebrating for a great event. They could all come out of their fear. None but a very select few knew that there was a depressing fact behind all of the revelry.
"Have you heard the news, Allen?" A woman asked.
The old man nodded. "I'm afraid so, Minerva..."
"Do you know when Hagrid will be here?" Minerva asked. All of a sudden, a large man with dark brown matted hair came in on a flying motorcycle.
"Hagrid, you're here. Did you bring the child?" The Allen asked the large man.
"Yes, headmaster McGonagall" He had something under his cloak, a baby.