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A cloud shifted. There were suddenly dim shadows on the ground. Their party was bathed in moonlight.
"Certainly, Hermione," said Lupin courteously.
Harry frowned; he felt as though he were screwing up his whole brain in concentration.
"The teapot went berserk and squirted boiling tea all over the place and one man ended up in the hospital with the sugar tongs clamped to his nose. Dad was going frantic - it's only him and an old warlock called Perkins in the office -and they had to do Memory Charms and all sorts of stuff to cover it up -"
The leaves overhead rustled faintly in the breeze. The moon drifted in and out of sight behind the shifting clouds. Hermione sat with her face turned toward the Willow, waiting.
"My perfect little gentleman!" sniffed Aunt Petunia.
"Harry," whispered Pettigrew, shuffling toward him, hands outstretched. "Harry, James wouldn't have wanted me killed.... James would have understood, Harry... he would have shown me mercy..."
"It is the decision of the Committee for the Disposal of Dangerous Creatures that the hippogriff Buckbeak, hereafter called the condemned, shall he executed on the sixth of June at sundown --"
"If we manage that without being seen, it'll be a miracle!"
Though the weather was perfect, though the atmosphere was so
At that moment, there was a crash of breaking china from inside Hagrid's cabin.
He looked at Harry, who did not look away.
Hermione was tugging at his sleeve, staring at her watch. "We've got exactly ten minutes to get back down to the hospital wing without anybody seeing us -- before Dumbledore locks the door --"
,Ah, sir," he gasped, dabbing his face with a corner of the grubby