"Be careful, 'arry," whispered Hagrid in a voice the entire room could hear. "Don' tell anyone yer goin' ter look fer th' Lost Garbanzo." Goyle smirked at Hagrid's dim wits, but Draco shot Harry a sharp look at the mention of the legendary legume. ***

"I don't know, Harry," said Hermione. She set down a thick tome, capping a pile of books almost as tall as she. "Even Doctor Gargleflop's Lexicon of Things Vegetablish doesn't mention the Lost Garbanzo. Maybe it really is just a story."

"No," Harry said. A familiar determined look gleamed in his eyes. "It is real, and I'm going to find it."

***

"Merlin's toes!" said Ron. "Look at Ravenclaw's bludger assault! It's unstoppable!"

"Ron," Hermione said, annoyance in her voice, "what does this matter if You-Know-Who finds the chickpea Harry's mum was preparing for dinner when he attacked?"

***

"Only a truly open mind could conceive of the Lost Garbanzo being transfigured into a chick made of peas," Dumbledore said to the assembled professors. "By reassembling the peas, Harry Potter has saved Hogwarts yet again. A thousand points to Gryffindor!" Everyone cheered. Snape glowered.

"And all the Slytherin students will get wasps for Christmas," Dumbledore said. "Just because."