Vol 2 Chapter 246: Buckbeak

When Fanlin walked to the door leading to the back garden, Harry felt like he was in a dream. When he saw Buckbeak a few yards away, the feeling became stronger. Buckbeak was tied behind a tree in Hagrid's pumpkin patch. Buckbeak seemed to know that something was about to give birth, so he turned his head around and grabbed the ground with his paws anxiously.
"It's okay, Buckbeak," Fanlin said softly. He really liked this eagle and horse, Fanlin missed the feeling of freedom, unprecedented freedom "It's okay..." Fanlin gently stroked Buckbeak's sharp beak.
Buckbeak seemed to know his own destiny very well. He gently fiddled with Fanlin's palm with his sharp mouth, and made a soft whisper.
Suddenly, there was a sound in the forbidden forest behind him, and the hearts of Fanlin and Hermione seemed to miss a beat.
Now is not a good time for Sirius to do it. At least not now. Dumbledore is taking Cornelius Fudge to Hagrid’s cabin. Their goal is Buckbeak, and a few of them are standing in Buck. Bick's side.
"What's the matter, Fanlin?" Harry asked. He was taken aback by Fanlin. He thought Dumbledore had arrived, but the direction was obviously wrong.
"No...nothing..." Fanlin shook his head. He just saw a dark shadow flashing past, but he didn't really see if it was Sirius.
"Let's go." Hermione pulled Ravanlin's arm, the girl couldn't bear to see such a cruel picture, and they still had a lot to do.
"We want to tell them the actual situation." Harry was angry, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt unfair.
"They can't kill it!"
"No, Harry, let's go..." Fanlin said helplessly, "Dumbledore has nothing to do, and we will not have this ability. Although I am not reconciled, but... this is the fact. ..."
"Really, damn..." Harry's fist was weak and waved twice in the air, however, Harry could do nothing but vent his emotions.
At this time, they heard voices outside the door of the hut.
"Let's go!" Fanlin said, and he stretched out his hand to hold Hermione and Harry. Although he was unwilling, Harry had to do it. Other than that, Harry had nothing to do.
And Ron looked at Fanlin with a complicated expression. He just followed behind silently, the struggle was still going on, or Ron’s mind had gradually fallen towards the night, he was hesitant to take out his wand. .
In a horrible trance, Harry, Ron, and Hermione Varyn began to walk slowly and quietly around Hagrid's cabin. They passed under the window with their bodies bowed, and the uneasy screams and Hagrid's scolding came from the room.
When they reached the side of the cabin, the front door slammed shut. "Excuse me, let's go," Hermione said, "I can't stand it, I can't stand it..."
Several people stepped onto the sloping lawn. Walking to the vicinity of the beating willow not far away, they could vaguely see and hear the movement of Hagrid's hut while hiding here. They slowed down and looked back at Hagrid’s cabin not far away. He heard Hagrid’s loud pleading. The voice was very weak, probably because it was too far away. They soon Can't hear Hagrid's voice.
They were on the other side of the wooden house. Every so often, with a crisp sound, Hermione finally couldn't help her tears. The girl cried. She got into Fanlin’s arms and Fanlin used his one. He gently stroked Hermione's head with one hand, as if this could make Hermione feel better.
Soon, the carriage drove away. They couldn't bear to see the blood-stained axe and the Ministry of Magic and his party. They hid behind the wall. Hermione was crying quietly, and all of them looked special. Ugly.
"How can they be like this, I mean, Buckbeak is innocent, is it just because the Malfoy broke a layer of skin to kill Buckbeak, Malfoy won't even leave a scar? ."
Harry said angrily. He kicked the stone next to him with his foot. The stone was very hard. He shook Harry's ankle, but it didn't let Harry contain his anger. Harry continued to exert force. Kicking, finally, the rock loosened, and it rolled down the sloping lawn. There was no hindrance along the way, because the rock was round in shape. Although it was not smooth, the rock still stumbled to the ground. Under the lawn, one could stop at the edge of the forbidden forest.
Now the sun is sinking very quickly, the sky is clear, the gray is purple, but there is still a trace of red in the west, and at night the dark clouds have disappeared. If it is any other prophet, there will be something after the storm. A good conclusion, but if it is changed to Professor Trauni, the night will be shrouded, and there will be life tonight. Looking at the setting sun on the horizon, it is the color rendered by blood.
As for the object of prediction, of course it is Harry or Fanlin. Ghost tricks such as death prediction are received in every class. For this reason, Hermione has completely abandoned Professor Trauni’s class. I don’t know if you need to rely on Professor Bitlawney for arithmetic divination. How many times the spectrum.
The mood of everyone was heavy, their steps were a little slow, but the direction of their advancement was a little confused. Harry didn't know where to go. He should go back to the castle, but he didn't have this thought at all now.
Fanlin and Hermione deliberately moved closer to the beating Liu. They still remembered the most important goal today, Sirius was still waiting for them, but they really couldn't go fast because of Buckbeak.
Because Professor Lu Ping knows the action tonight, he has to cover several people in the castle in advance. It is a good decision to go to the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom to help.
In fact ~EbookFREE.me~Professor Lupin is very worried about their safety, but Fanlin doesn’t think he, Hermione and Sirius can’t subdue Peter, of course, maybe five. If Harry and Ron can clearly recognize and react.
Suddenly, the sound of footsteps seemed to be missing. They were not far from the beating Liu. Fan Lin looked back and saw that he had been walking in front. He must behave properly.
It was Ron who stopped, his gaze was a little dull, one of his hands went into his pocket, Peter was in that pocket, and Ron was holding it hard.
Fanlin frowned inadvertently. Ron seemed to have changed something compared to just now, but Fanlin couldn't tell what was going on with that strange feeling.
"Where are you taking me?"
　　
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