What is a beast-day 3

Little could be heard over the squawking of the
Diricawls, the moaning of the Augureys, and the
relentless, piercing song of the Fwoopers. As wizards
and witches attempted to consult the papers before
them, sundry pixies and fairies whirled around their
heads, giggling and jabbering. A dozen or so trolls
began to smash apart the chamber with their clubs,
while hags glided about the place in search of
children to eat. The Council Chief stood up to open
the meeting, slipped on a pile of Porlock dung and
ran cursing from the hall.