HP Magic Biography

Go, Buckbeak, here is your favorite ferret meat!

Hermione and Harry each took some ferrets, and then kept shaking Buckbeak, and their bodies also kept retreating into the woods.

Where's that beast? McNeil asked in a grim voice. Out…outside, said Hagrid hoarsely. Hagrid's window showed McNeil's face, staring out at Buckbeak, Harry hiding his head. Then they heard Fudge's voice. We... oh... have to read the official notice of the execution to you, Hagrid. I'll read it quickly. Then you and McNeil have to sign. McNeil, you should listen too, it's program.

Hurry up, Buckbeak, be obedient... Fan Lin said anxiously, those damned crows flew back again, they kept circling in the sky, as if they were waiting for the arrival of delicious food, as long as the executioner's When the ax fell, they would jump on Buckbeak's body and eat without hesitation.

I came from. Fudge's voice sounded again, Buckbeak had eaten the first ferret, The Committee for the Disposal of Dangerous Creatures decided that Buckbeak the Hippogriff, hereinafter referred to as Convicted should be executed at sunset on June 6th...

Hurry up, Buckbeak... Hermione also urged anxiously, the girl kept shaking the food in her hand, but Buckbeak didn't move forward. He stood where he was, as if planning to digest it.

...beheaded, Walton McNeill, the executioner appointed by the Commission...Come, Buckbeak, murmured Van Lin, come, we will help you. Quietly...quietly...

...The following is a witness. Hagrid, you sign here... Fan Lin used all his body weight to pull the rope, but Buckbeak had already stood firmly on his front feet.

Okay, let's get this over with, came the high-pitched voice of a committee member from Hagrid's cabin. Hagrid, it might be better if you stay indoors and don't come out...

No, I...I want to be with it...I don't want it to be alone... Footsteps echoed in the cabin. Buckbeak, go! Harry hissed.

Fan Lin tugged harder at the rope around Buckbeak's neck.

Buckbeak began to move again, flapping his wings angrily. They were still ten feet from the Forbidden Forest, with full view of the back door of Hagrid's hut. Wait a minute, McNeill, came Dumbledore's voice, You want to sign too. The footsteps stopped.

Fan Lin pulled hard on the rope. Buckbeak snapped his beak and walked faster.

Hurry up, Buckbeak, good baby, be obedient... Hermione's face was pale, and her eyes kept wandering between Buckbeak and Hagrid's cabin.

However, everything in the house was ready at this time, the door of the wooden house was half opened, and Dumbledore's figure squeezed out from Hagrid's wooden house.

The figures of the three froze in place at once, and they were less than ten feet away from the Forbidden Forest...

Oh, Minister, look over there... Dumbledore turned his back to them, and he pointed at Hogwarts Castle. Under the sunlight, Hogwarts Castle exudes a strange beauty .

Oh, it's really shocking... Fudge complimented, he is now at the door of the wooden house, and no one behind can get out.

Quick, Buckbeak... Fan Lin didn't hesitate, he pulled the rope even harder, and Buckbeak ran reluctantly. Finally, Buckbeak entered the forbidden area before Dumbledore finished his nonsense. Forest, bypassing a few tree trunks, the darkness of the Forbidden Forest perfectly covered Buckbeak's figure completely.

Finally, Hagrid's figure squeezed out, and the cabin door slammed aside. Van Lin, Hermione, Harry, and Buckbeak stood listening; even the hippogriff seemed to listen nervously.

Silence... and then—Where did it go? It was the high-pitched voice of a committee member, Where's the beast?

It was chained here! said the executioner furiously. I just saw it! Here it is!

Strange, said Dumbledore, with amused meaning in his voice. There was a rustle, and then the dull thump of the swinging axe. The executioner seemed to vent his anger by driving his ax into those giant pumpkins. Then there was a howl, and this time they could hear Hagrid sobbing. Gone! Gone! God bless it, it's gone! Must have broken free! Piccolo, how clever you are!

Buckbeak began to break free from the rope and go back to Hagrid. The three of them clung even harder to the rope, trying to stand on their heels so as to stop Buckbeak.

Someone has untied the rope! growled the executioner. We should search the grounds, and the woods...

McNeil, if Buckbeak has indeed been stolen, do you really think the thieves will take it on foot? said Dumbledore, still sounding amused. Search the skies, if you'd like . . . Hagrid. I'd like a cup of tea, or a mug of brandy.

When—of course, Professor, said Hagrid, sounding happy and weak, come in, come in...

Fan Lin, Hermione, and Harry listened carefully. They heard footsteps, the low curse of the executioner, the slamming of the door, and then all was silent again.

What now? Harry whispered, looking around.

We've got to hide here, said Hermione, looking startled. We need to wait until they get back to the castle. Then, wait until it's safe to fly Buckbeak into that Sirius window. He It won't be there for another four hours... oh, it's going to be hard...

Maybe we can take Buckbeak with us... Fan Lin said, For insurance, but I don't think we can't catch Peter...

Okay... Hermione nodded in agreement, I hope Buckbeak is obedient enough, but I hope I don't need it...

Hermione gently stroked Buckbeak's head with her hand, and the Hippogriff rubbed against Hermione, and then swallowed the dead ferret hanging from Hermione's hand.

Oh, damn it... Fan Lin said with some distress, Can't Buckbeak change to another food...

What's wrong? Hermione looked at Fan Lin in confusion.

His Animagus is a white ferret, very similar to the one in your hand, Hermione. Harry said blankly, watching Buckbeak chew the ferret in his mouth, The corner of Fan Lin's mouth twitched.

Hold... sorry... Hermione said with a somewhat embarrassed expression, her hand had already been stretched out, and then it was so stiff in mid-air.

It's okay... Fan Lin grinned, thousands of words were finally combined into two words, although his heart was still very awkward...

We have to go, Fan Lin said after thinking hard, he had to change the subject, We have to be able to see the Whomping Willow, otherwise we won't know where things are going.

Okay, Hermione nodded, she said quickly, and Hermione gripped Buckbeak's rope even tighter, But we mustn't, Harry, remember...

As they moved along the edge of the wood, the twilight grew thicker, until at last they hid behind a clump of trees, where the willow tree could be seen.

They waited for a few minutes. From a distance, they could still see their past selves walking towards the Whomping Willow under the leadership of Fan Lin.

You didn't do it on purpose, did you, Fan Lin? Harry asked suddenly, he watched Ron stop not far from the Whomping Willow, and it was Peter Pettigrew who realized something was wrong.

In fact, it's like this... Fan Lin said, and he looked at them intently. I had communicated with Sirius beforehand. In Hogsmeade, Hermione and I met him. He took the initiative Assaulted us and was subdued by me.

Okay...okay... Harry said, it was difficult for him to accept the fact that Fan Lin could defeat an adult wizard, but the situation in front of him did not allow him to think too much, he saw Ron's small movements.

Ron paused, his left hand in the pocket that held Peter, and the other hand seemed to be about to draw his wand.

You passed! Hermione was nervous, she grabbed Fan Lin's arm with her hand, Peter Pettigrew controlled Ron and wanted to attack you...

Don't be nervous, there is Sirius, and I don't think Ron can handle it. Fan Lin said confidently.

A few hours ago, he seemed to walk towards Ron unprepared. He caught sight of Sirius from the corner of his eye. He crawled on the grass and quickly circled behind Ron.

That's it! Harry held his breath, he saw it too, and he was as nervous as Sirius.

Immediately afterwards, a black dog jumped from behind Ron, just like before, and Sirius subdued Ron before Ron drew his wand.

That's Sirius! said Harry. It's even worse from here, doesn't it? said Harry, watching as the dog dragged Ron under a tree. Whoa - look, I just got slapped around by that tree - and you too - it's weird... The Whomping Willow was creaking and whipping with its lower branches; they could see They dashed about by themselves, to and fro, trying to get close to the trunk. Then the tree didn't move.

By the way, the Whomping Willow didn't attack us when we came out...

That's why Fan Lin and I came out ahead of time and pressed the knot on the Whomping Willow, Sirius said it! Hermione said.

Sorry, I forgot! Harry scratched his head in embarrassment, he felt that he shouldn't ask such a stupid question.

But in the second grade, they need to know the weakness of the Whomping Willow, so that they won't be destroyed by the Whomping Willow and Mr. Weasley's car.

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