Chapter 277

"Come on, Buckbeak, here's your favorite ferret meat!"

Hermione and Harry took some ferrets by themselves, and then swayed at Buckbeak, and their bodies were constantly retreating into the woods.

"Where is the beast?" McNeill asked in a cold voice. "Outside Outside. " Hagrid said in a hoarse voice. In Hagrid's window, McNeill's face appeared. He glared at Buckbeak. Harry hid his head. Then they heard Fudge's voice. "We Oh You've got to read you the official notice of execution, Hagrid. I can read fast. Then you and McNeill will sign it. McNeil, you should listen, too. This is the program. "

"Come on, Buckbeak, be obedient..." Fanlin said anxiously that those damned crows were flying back again. They kept circling in the sky, as if waiting for the arrival of delicious food. As long as the executioner's axe fell, they would not hesitate to put down Buckbeak's body and eat.

"I came from." Fudge's voice rang again, and Buckbeak had eaten the first ferret. "The Committee on disposal of dangerous creatures has decided that Buckbeak, the hippogriff with wings, is hereinafter called the convicted man. It should be executed at sunset on June 6... "

"Come on, Buckbeak..." Hermione is also anxious to urge, the girl kept shaking the food in her hand, but Buckbeak did not move forward. He stood where he was, as if to digest.

“…… Beheading, the executioner designated by the Commission, Walton McNeill "Come on, Buckbeak," murmured Vaseline, "come on, we will help you. Quietly Quietly... "

“…… The following are witnesses. Hagrid, you sign here... " Van Lim used all his weight to pull the rope, but Buckbeak had stood firmly on his front feet.

"Well, let's get this done." From Hagrid's cabin came the shrill voice of the committee members. "Hagrid, it may be better if you don't come out of the house..."

"No, I I want to be with it I don't want it to be alone... " The hut echoed with footsteps. "Buckbeak, let's go!" Harry hissed.

Vaseline tugged harder at the rope around Buckbeak's neck. Buckbeak began to walk again, flapping his wings angrily. They were ten feet away from the forest, and they could see the back door of Hagrid's house. "Just a moment, McNeil," came Dumbledore's voice. "You want to sign it, too." The footsteps stopped.

Van Lin tugged at the rope. Buckbeak's beak snapped and walked faster.

"Hurry up, Buckbeak, good baby, obedient..." Hermione was pale, and her eyes wandered between Buckbeak's and Hagrid's cabins.

At this time, however, everything in the house was ready. The door of the cabin was half opened, and Dumbledore's figure squeezed out of Hagrid's cabin.

The figures of the three men were frozen in place. They were less than ten feet away from the forbidden forest

"Oh, minister, look over there..." Dumbledore's back to them, he pointed to Hogwarts castle, in the sunshine, Hogwarts Castle exudes a strange beauty.

"Oh, it's really shocking..." Fudge complimented him that he was now at the door of the cabin, and no one in the back could get out.

"Come on, Buckbeak..." Van Lim didn't hesitate. He pulled the rope harder. Buckbeak ran reluctantly. Finally, Buckbeak entered the forbidden forest before Dumbledore finished his nonsense, bypassing a few tree trunks. The darkness of the Forbidden Forest perfectly covered the figure of Buckbeak.

Finally, Hagrid's figure squeezed out, and the door of the cabin bounced aside with a bang. Fanlin, Hermione, Harry and Buckbeak stood listening; even the hippogriff seemed to be listening nervously.

Silence Then - "where has it gone?" It was the shrill voice of the committee member, "where's the beast?"

"It was tied here!" The executioner said furiously, "I saw it just now! Here it is

"It's strange." Dumbledore said there was an interesting meaning in his voice. There was a rustle, then a dull sound of the axe. The executioner seemed to have cut the axe into the giant pumpkins to vent his anger. Then there was a howl, and this time they could hear Hagrid sobbing. "Go! be gone! God bless it, it's gone! I must have broken free! How clever you are, bick

Buckbeak began to break free of the rope and return to Hagrid. The three men held on to the rope with more force, and their heels were as firm as they could to stop Buckbeak.

"Someone untied the rope!" The executioner roared, "we should search for the site, and the woods..."

"McNeill, if Buckbeak is indeed stolen, do you really think the thief will take it on foot?" Dumbledore said it still sounds interesting. "Search the sky, if you will Hagrid. I'd like a cup of tea or a large brandy

"When - of course, Professor," Hagrid said, sounding happy and weak, "come in, come in..."Van Lin, Hermione and Harry listen carefully. They heard the footsteps, the low curse of the executioner, the slap of the door, and then all was silent again.

"What now?" Harry whispered, looking around.

"We have to hide here," said Hermione, looking startled. "We need to wait until they get back to the castle. Then, when it's safe, let Buckbeak fly to Sirius' window. He won't be there for another four hours Oh, it's going to be hard... "

"Maybe we can take Buckbeak one by one..." "For the sake of insurance, I don't think we can't catch Peter..."

"OK..." Hermione nodded. "I hope Buckbeak is obedient enough, but I prefer not to use it..."

Hermione stroked Buckbeak's head with her hand, and the Falcon rubbed Hermione, then grabbed the dead ferret in Hermione's hand.

"Oh, damn it..." "Buckbeak can't change a kind of food..."

"What's the matter?" Hermione looked at Vaseline a little confused.

"His Animagus is a ferret, very much like this one in your hand, Hermione." Harry said blankly, as he watched buck bick chew the ferret in his mouth. The corners of van Lin's mouth twitched.

"Hold Sorry... " Hermione said with an embarrassed look. Her hand had been stretched out, and then she was so stiff in the air.

"It's ok..." Fanlin grinned, thousands of words finally only merged into two words, although his heart is still very uncomfortable

"We have to go," Fanlin thought, and he had to change the subject. "We have to be able to see the beating willow, or we don't know where it's going."

"OK," said Hermione quickly, nodding her head, and then Hermione tightened Buckbeak's rope. "But we can't, Harry, remember..."

They moved along the edge of the forest, and the dusk grew thicker, and at last they hid behind a clump of trees where they could see the willow.

They waited for about a few minutes. From a distance, they could see themselves walking towards the hitman willow under the leadership of van Lin.

"You didn't mean it, did you, Valentine?" Harry suddenly asked. He watched Ron stop not far from hitting willow. It was Pettigrew. Peter realized there was something wrong.

"In fact, it is..." "Sirius and I had a communication with each other in advance. Hermione and I met him in Hogsmeade. He attacked us and was subdued by me."

"Good All right... " Harry said it was hard for him to accept the fact that van Lin could defeat an adult wizard. However, the situation did not allow him to think about it. He saw Ron's small movements.

Ron stops, his left hand in the pocket containing Peter, while the other hand seems to be pulling out his wand.

"You're past!" Hermione is so nervous that she grabs van Lin's arm with her hand. "Peter Pettigrew controls Ron and wants to attack you..."

"Take it easy, Sirius, and I don't think Ron can handle it." Fanlin said confidently.

A few hours ago, he seemed to be unprepared to go to Ron. He swept Sirius in his spare light. He crawled on the grass and soon went behind Ron.

"That is!" Harry held his breath. He saw it. He was as nervous as Sirius. As like as two peas in the background,

followed a black dog from behind Ron. It was exactly the same. Sirius had Ron's Ron's magic card before he pulled out his wand.

"That's Sirius!" Said Harry. "Even worse from here, isn't it?" Harry said he watched the dog drag Ron under the tree. "Wow - look, I've just been hit by that tree for a while - you're the same - it's weird..." The thrashing willow was creaking and thrashing with its lower branches; they could see themselves rushing back and forth, trying to get close to the trunk. Then the tree did not move.

"In other words, Liu didn't attack us when we came out..."

"That's me and van Lin came out ahead of time and pressed the knot scar on the willow. Sirius has said that!" Said Hermione.

"Sorry, I forgot it!" Harry scratched his head awkwardly. He didn't think he should have asked such a silly question.

But in the second grade, they need to know the weakness of hitting Liu, so that they won't ruin Mr. Weasley's car.

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