Harry's own laugh is a short, sharp noise that mirrors Aeler's. "You could say that."

"For the first few weeks, I was sure it was a terrible joke being played on me, but one that I was ready to take full advantage of. I honestly think I must've eaten my own weight several times over just in case I had to go back." He looks out over the feast and his expression softens again as he recalls the Great Hall. "I think everyone else there, all those raised by wizards, they must've thought I was half-bear, readying to hibernate."