Pete Pano and Onyx the centaur.
Surrounding: On the grounds of Durmstrang.
Onyx the centaur
The centaur was waiting quietly. In the world not many lived still of his kind, even it was more than twenty years after the great war. Half man, half horse he was born and was comfortable among his kind. But humans were strange, especially wizards. Most were prejudiced against centaurs. He had not been sure to accept this position, but the professor had ensured no dangerous magic would be involved. Thor Haugen had wanted to introduce his students to centaurs, and their branch of magic. That was so particular the professor couldn’t perform that kind of magic. Some sorts of magic were unique to centaurs. Onyx was quite light coloured among his kind. So he was waiting for the young student thought fourth year, Pete Pano.