Chapter 249

On a weekend afternoon, the sky was a bit subdued, dark gray clouds convoluted with cold wind, washing the Hogwarts sky on one side and another.

Hagrid's mood seems to be as depressed as the sky. Today is the weekend, which is not good news. At least Hagrid doesn't like it very much. Although he said that the time on the weekend can be controlled at will, there is no need to attend classes or serve those damned caterpillars, but

Hagrid got up very early today, as if nothing had happened. Hagrid got up and put on his mole leather coat. He cleaned up the room and emptied the food he needed into his bowl.

After that, Hagrid began his usual work, patrol the forbidden forest, and prestige nobo. When the forest work was completed, Harry went back to his cabin. He began to wipe his crossbow carefully. He wiped every arrow very bright. He used a lot of nursing oil, which is a very good thing for weapons 。

He kept wiping until noon, until he saw the carriage of the Ministry of magic across the lawn in front of the castle through the window of the wooden house. Hagrid's hand trembled carelessly. The sharp blade cut Hagrid's palm, but Hagrid didn't care. He looked at the paddock in front of the wooden house silently, and Buckbeak was lying on the pile of pumpkins In the pile.

Van Lin has just helped Neville solve his potion operation. Hermione is very busy, so the task falls on the shoulders of van Lin. In Hermione's words, Neville is his roommate, and van Lin can't let Neville leave him alone.

Of course, van Lin's poor rest time was thus deprived.

There is no doubt that no lunch break leather clothes is painful, just after a little, van Lin's eyelids began to fight, which makes van Lin's spirit very bad.

"No way!" Fanlinmeng sober up, he stood up in a hurry, with his wand to condense some ice water, the cold feeling is the performance of tingling, but as long as you can make yourself sober.

He has made an appointment with Sirius. Today's opportunity is not to be missed. I don't know how Harry talked about Ron. At least, Ron agreed to go out with them. This is undoubtedly good news.

"Are you nervous?" Hermione asked, and she saw that van Lin came back with water on her face.

"Well, it's just a little sleepy." Van Lin said that he wiped his face with a towel, while Neville was confused. He held up his magic medicine homework with embarrassment.

"I still don't have I didn't do it right... "

"No..." Fanlin looked at Neville speechless. Neville's character must be changed. Fanlin was wondering if Neville would be scared to death when he wanted to play in the playground.

"Fanlin Hermione... " Harry's voice came from the door. Ron was next to him. The two men had been outside since today. Just like Hagrid, they didn't want to see the Ministry of magic carriage.

In fact, since Sirius broke out, the Ministry of magic carriage has frequently visited Hogsmeade and Hogwarts. Originally, Harry was still looking forward to the news that Sirius was successfully arrested.

However, this time he brought an executioner in a black robe. Just like those executioners in the middle ages, there was no human color in the black one-piece robe, sharp hat tip, and two black holes in the eye socket. Especially, his mobile phone also carried a steel axe with a long handle. The sharp blade of the axe was dazzling. Harry felt it was very stabbing Eyes, the most unbearable thing for him was that the executioner with empty eyes still had a nervous smile on his face.

"Are they here?" Van Lin asked, his heart is also fierce a tight, he suddenly felt that it is not so important to grasp Peter, at least, Buck bick in the heart of van Lin is more important than Peter.

"That's right." Harry nodded, while Ron remained silent. Van Lin noticed that Ron's pocket was still bulging, and their target was there.

"Let's go. Hagrid must be very upset." Hermione said she put her book in Van Lin's pocket.

"Sorry, Neville I think I'll teach you next time... " Van Lim is sorry to say that Neville is as nervous as usual, he always does.

Several people quickly walked through the hall. Inside the hall, the executioner was still polishing his beloved weapons with a grindstone, and the whole hall was ringing with the sound of friction. The girl felt very uncomfortable. The girl held van Lin with one hand, and her hand was cold. Hermione did not even dare to look in the direction of the executioner.

They went to Hagrid's hut and knocked on the door. It took him a minute to open the door. Hagrid's mental state seemed a little trance, and his mouth barely squeezed out a smile.

"You're still here." Hagrid said bitterly, his voice a little hoarse.

"Let's go in first." Hermione said, and Ron came out of the room. He looked pale and looked at Hagrid. The last time he didn't see Hagrid, he felt very guilty."Ron Nice to meet you. There seems to be no conflict between you, "Hagrid said." come on in. I've just got some tea. "

Ron is very embarrassed, secretly looked at Fanlin and others, but no one showed any different look, which let Ron quietly relieved.

Hagrid did not cry this time, nor did he throw himself on them and put his arms around their necks. He looks like someone who doesn't know where he is or what he should do. Seeing this helplessness is worse than seeing tears.

"And Buckbeak, Hagrid?" Asked Hermione hesitantly.

"I I took it out just now Hagrid said the table was splashed all over the table when the milk was poured into the jar. "Tie a rope to my pumpkin field. Think it should look at the trees and Breathe the fresh air - in it... " Hagrid's hand was shaking so much that the milk jug fell from his hand and broke into pieces. "I'll do it, Hagrid." Said Hermione quickly, and hurried over to pick up the pieces. "There is also a jar in the cupboard." Hagrid sat down and wiped his forehead with his sleeve.

"What didn't Dumbledore do?" Ron asked, and he sympathized with Hagrid as much as he did with himself.

"He tried," Hagrid said. "He didn't have the power to control the Committee. He told them Buckeye wasn't dangerous, but they were afraid You know what Lucius Malfoy is like Threatening them, I think And the executioner, McNeill, is Malfoy's old companion But the execution will be quick and quick And I'll be by his side... "

Hagrid swallowed. His eyes wandered about the hut, as if searching for a glimmer of hope or comfort.

"Dumbledore also said that he would be here with me when that moment came today, and I told Harry last time that they were..."

Hearing this, several people have some embarrassment, Hagrid's repeated mention still can't let a few people selectively forget.

Hermione had been searching for another milk jug in Hagrid's cupboard when she sobbed low and stopped. She straightened up with her new jar and tried to hold back her tears.

"We're with you, Hagrid." She began, but Hagrid shook his shaggy head.

"You should go back to the castle. I'll tell you. I don't want you to watch the execution. And anyway, you shouldn't be here If fudge and Dumbledore run into you leaving the castle without permission, Harry, you're in big trouble

Now Hermione wept silently, but in order not to be seen by Hagrid, she was busy preparing the tea.

"After you've had tea, you can leave as soon as possible. I really..." Hagrid choked. He buried his mouth in the tea. The pain of the hot tea seemed to make him feel better.

However, Dumbledore did not let them wait for too long, probably for a period of time of silence, at dusk, the direction of the castle finally had a movement.

Hagrid was the first to find out. He had been looking at the direction of the castle. In fact, if a stone had not broken his window, Hagrid would still be in a daze.

After the crackle, Hagrid suddenly stood up and looked out of the window. His face, which had been ruddy, was now the color of parchment. "Here they are..." Harry, Ron and Hermione, as well as van Lin, all turned quickly.

In the distance, a group of men are walking down the stone steps of the castle. In front of him was Dumbledore, his silver beard shining in the afterglow of the setting sun. He was flanked by Cornell fudge, followed by an old and frail Council member and executioner, McNeill.

"You must go." Hagrid said, shaking from head to toe, "they must not find you here Come on, now... "

"Hagrid, we want to be with you!" Harry said, but Hagrid shook his head firmly. He didn't want Harry and others to see such cruel pictures. He couldn't accept this kind of experience, but he always had to face it.

"You go out through the back door..." Hagrid said. He pointed to the back door of the cabin, where the pumpkin fields were tied to Buckbeak.

"Hagrid, I think we can have a good talk with Mr. Cornell fudge. He is still very kind. I cast magic outside the school. They didn't do anything to me..."

"Harry Stop it. " Van Lin shook his head, Hagrid sighed, and slammed the back door. He was going to meet Dumbledore.

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