Wind and Eagle Wings at Hogwarts

Chapter 324

Time soon came to the day before the Christmas holiday, which was the day of execution.

After lunch, Harry approached Scott again to talk about it.

"Hagrid wrote me a letter," he said, holding up a piece of paper.

Scott glanced at the tear-stained letter in his hand, and found that the lettering on the letter was blurred.

[The Fantastic Beasts Control Authority informed me that they were planning to execute Buckbeak at sunset.You can't help anything, so don't come.I don't want you to see a cruel scene. ]
"It's time to act," Scott said, and he gave Eddie a wink at his side.

"Leave it to me." Eddie smiled confidently, turned and left.

Scott said to Harry: "When Eddie passes the news to Slytherin, it's up to you. Provoke Malfoy as we agreed, so that he has to go to prison."

"No problem." Harry smiled, "I'm pretty good at this."

"I guess so." Scott laughed too.

After Harry left, Roger asked Scott curiously, "Are you really going to participate in this matter? Even asked Eddie to help?"

"Don't worry, I'm just talking." Scott said, "Dumbledore will be there then."

Roger immediately understood what Scott meant. He patted Scott on the shoulder and said with a smile, "As expected of you, you are indeed cunning."

He lowered his voice, "Although you promised them with your mouth, but with Dumbledore present, it's not your turn to intervene."

Scott smiled, but said nothing.

That's exactly what he intended.

It’s okay to give ideas, and it’s okay to watch, but he won’t play.

Knowing that Dumbledore was there, he didn't have to worry about what would happen to Harry and Hermione who were in charge of the action.

After the afternoon class, Scott and his roommates walked out of the castle together and headed for Hagrid's hut on the edge of the Forbidden Forest.

"Are you okay?"

Scott asked Milton, who was a little pale.

Milton shook his head and pursed his lips in silence.

He chose to watch the sentence by himself, so Scott didn't say anything more.

They soon came to the edge of the Forbidden Forest, which was some distance away from Hagrid's hut. At this time, three groups of people with clear distinctions had gathered here.

First of all, Harry, Ron, Hermione, the Weasley twins, Neville, and several Gryffindors were confronting a group of Slytherins headed by Malfoy.

In addition to them, there was also a group of guys who came to watch the fun because they heard the news that Eddie had deliberately sent out, most of them were Hufflepuff students.

Scott and the others walked over and stood with the third group of people, watching the chatter between Harry and Malfoy at close range.

"I didn't expect you to inform me so kindly, let me enjoy the fruits of victory." Malfoy was talking proudly with his chin raised, "What's the matter, now you finally know who to show your love to?"

Harry said angrily: "You are wrong, I just want you to know what you have done! I want you to see the blood with your own eyes, because your actions caused an innocent life to be brutally killed in your before!"

Malfoy turned a little pale when he heard that, but he still sneered and said, "Oh, don't be silly, Potter, I can't be too happy to see that animal put to death!"

His words were full of malice towards Harry, "Not only do I want to see that animal put to death, but I also want to see you hugging and crying with that stupid big man."

Harry seemed really angry, he clenched his fists and glared at Malfoy with hatred.

Malfoy was still about to say something when the door of Hagrid's cabin opened.

Dumbledore and Fudge came out of the house first.

Followed by two strange wizards.

One of them was very old, he looked much older even than Dumbledore, he looked like an old withered tree.

The other was tall, with a thin black beard on his lips, and held a shiny axe in his hand.

"They're members of the Fantastic Beasts Control and Management Committee." Malfoy said in a showy tone, "See, the executioner with the axe, his name is Walton McNeill, he's an old friend of my dad's." .”

"Oh, of course, a bloody executioner," said Harry sarcastically. "He's perfectly qualified for your dad's friendship."

"How dare you!" Malfoy growled, as if jumping up to fight Harry.

Harry looked at him defiantly, too.

There was tension between the two.

But as Dumbledore and Fudge approached, their companions hurriedly pulled them back.

"How come there are so many students?" Scott heard Fudge say to Dumbledore with some dissatisfaction, "Oh, Dumbledore, this is not okay, these children can't watch this."

"It's all right, Mr. Minister," said Fred boldly. "We won't be afraid."

"It's not a matter of fear." Fudge moved closer.

Malfoy quickly stood up from the crowd, and greeted the Minister with a little respect, "Hello, Mr. Minister."

"Hello, Mr. Malfoy."

Seeing Malfoy, Fudge immediately smiled kindly.

However, before Malfoy could say anything, Fudge had already changed his target.

"Oh, how are you, Harry." He greeted Harry proactively, "I didn't expect you to be here."

Probably not very good at hiding his emotions, Malfoy's face immediately became a little ugly.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Minister." Harry smiled politely.

"Take your friends back, Harry," said Fudge. "This is not the place for you children."

When he said this, it was obvious that Malfoy was also included in the ranks of Harry's friends.

Malfoy's expression suddenly became even uglier.

"Sir, we just want to give Buckbeak a ride." Harry said hastily in a begging tone, "Please."

"This..." Fudge looked at Dumbledore hesitantly, "Albus, what do you think?"

Dumbledore, who had been silent just now, looked at the students.

In front of the students, Dumbledore was obviously more dignified than the Minister of Magic, so under his gaze, no one spoke for a while.

"Stay farther away." Dumbledore said, "Stand farther away, we won't let you see bad pictures."

Fudge nodded.

So the students all started to back away, standing a little further away under Dumbledore's instructions.

Just then, the executioner with the ax shouted to the cabin, "The time has come, bring that mad beast out, Hagrid!"

"I want him to eat more!" Hagrid in the room responded loudly.

"The time has come!" the executioner urged again.

After a while, Hagrid finally led Buckbeak out of the hut.

"I'm coming." With a haggard look on his face, he stroked the feathers on Buckbeak's neck. "We're coming."

(End of this chapter)