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Theres nothing here to hurt you. Hagrid suddenly stood up, his eyes fixed on the window. His normally ruddy face had gone the color of parchment. Theyre comin. Harry, Ron, and Hermione whipped around. A group of men was walking down the distant castle steps. In front was Albus Dumbledore, his silver beard gleaming in the dying sun. Next to him trotted Cornelius Fudge. Behind them came the feeble old Committee member and the executioner, Macnair. Yeh gotta go, said Hagrid. Every inch of him was trembling. They mustn find yeh here. Go now. Ron stuffed Scabbers into his pocket and Hermione picked up the Cloak. Ill let yeh out the back way, said Hagrid. They followed him to the door into his back garden. Harry felt strangely unreal, and even more so when he saw Buckbeak a few yards away, tethered to a tree behind Hagrids pumpkin patch. Buckbeak seemed to know something was happening. He turned his sharp head from side to side and pawed the ground nervously. Its okay, Beaky, said Hagrid softly. Its okay. He turned to Harry, Ron, and Hermione. Go on, he said. Get goin. But they didnt move. Hagrid, we cant - Well tell them what really happened - They cant kill him - Go. said Hagrid fiercely. Its bad enough without you lot in trouble an all. They had no choice. As Hermione threw the Cloak over Harry and Ron, they heard voices at the front of the cabin. Hagrid looked at the place where they had just vanished from sight. Go quick, he said hoarsely. Don listen. And he strode back into his cabin as someone knocked at the front door. Slowly, in a kind of horrified trance, Harry, Ron, and Hermione set off silently around Hagrids house. As they reached the other side, the front door closed with a sharp snap. Please, lets hurry, Hermione whispered. I cant stand it, I cant bear it. They started up the sloping lawn toward the castle. The sun was sinking fast now; the sky had turned to a clear, purple-tinged gray, but to the west there was a ruby-red glow. Ron stopped dead. Oh, please, Ron, Hermione began. Its Scabbers - he wont - stay put - Ron was bent over, trying to keep Scabbers in his pocket, but the rat was going berserk; squeaking madly, twisting and flailing, trying to sink his teeth into Rons hand. Scabbers, its me, you idiot, its Ron, Ron hissed. They heard a door open behind them and mens voices. Oh, Ron, please lets move, theyre going to do it. Hermione breathed. Okay - Scabbers, stay put - They walked forward; Harry, like Hermione, was trying not to listen to the rumble of voices behind them. Ron stopped again. I cant hold him - Scabbers, shut up, everyonell hear us - The rat was squealing wildly, but not loudly enough to cover up the sounds drifting from Hagrids garden. There was a jumble of indistinct male voices, a silence, and then, without warning, the unmistakable swish and thud of an axe. Hermione swayed on the spot. They did it. she whispered to Harry. I d-dont believe it - they did it. H CHAPTER SEVENTEEN CAT, RAT, AND DOG arrys mind had gone blank with shock. The three of them stood transfixed with horror under the Invisibility Cloak. The very last rays of the setting sun were casting a bloody light over the long-shadowed grounds. Then, behind them, they heard a wild howling. Hagrid, Harry muttered. Without thinking about what he was doing, he made to turn back, but both Ron and Hermione seized his arms. We cant, said Ron, who was paper-white. Hell be in worse trouble if they know weve been to see him. Hermiones breathing was shallow and uneven. How - could - they. she choked. How could they. Come on, said Ron, whose teeth seemed to be chattering. They set off back toward the castle, walking slowly to keep themselves hidden under the Cloak. The light was fading fast now. By the time they reached open ground, darkness was settling like a spell around them. Scabbers, keep still, Ron hissed, clamping his hand over his chest. The rat was wriggling madly. Ron came to a sudden halt, trying to force Scabbers deeper into his pocket. Whats the matter with you, you stupid rat. Stay still - OUCH. He bit me. Ron, be quiet. Hermione whispered urgently. Fudgell be out here in a minute - He wont - stay - put - Scabbers was plainly terrified. He was writhing with all his might, trying to break free of Rons grip. Whats the matter with him. But Harry had just seen - slinking toward them, his body low to the ground, wide yellow eyes glinting eerily in the darkness - Crookshanks. Whether he could see them or was following the sound of Scabberss squeaks, Harry couldnt tell. Crookshanks. Hermione moaned. No, go away, Crookshanks. Go away. But the cat was getting nearer - Scabbers - NO. Too late - the rat had slipped between Rons clutching fingers, hit the ground, and scampered away. In one bound, Crookshanks sprang after him, and before Harry or Hermione could stop him, Ron had thrown the Invisibility Cloak off himself and pelted away into the darkness. Ron. Hermione moaned. She and Harry looked at each other, then followed at a sprint; it was impossible to run full out under the Cloak; they pulled it off and it streamed behind them like a banner as they hurtled after Ron; they could hear his feet thundering along ahead and his shouts at Crookshanks. Get away from him - get away - Scabbers, read article here - There was a loud thud. Gotcha. Get off, you stinking cat - Harry and Hermione almost fell over Ron; they skidded to a stop right in front of him. He was sprawled on the ground, but Scabbers was back in his pocket; he had both hands held tight over the quivering lump. Ron - come on - back under the cloak - Hermione panted. Dumbledore - the Minister - theyll be coming back out in check this out minute - But before they could cover themselves again, before they could even catch their breath, they heard the soft pounding of gigantic paws. Something was bounding toward them out of the dark - an enormous, pale-eyed, jetblack dog. Harry reached for his wand, but too late - the dog had made an enormous leap and the front paws hit him on the chest; he keeled over backward in a whirl of hair; he felt its hot breath, saw inch-long teeth - But the force of its leap had carried it too far; it rolled off him. Dazed, feeling as though his ribs were broken, Harry tried to stand up; he could hear it growling as it skidded around for a new attack. Ron was on his feet. As the dog sprang back toward them he pushed Harry aside; the dogs jaws fastened instead around Rons outstretched arm. Harry lunged forward, he seized a handful of the brutes hair, but it was dragging Ron away as easily as though he were a rag doll - Then, out of nowhere, something hit Harry so hard across the face he was knocked off his feet again. He heard Hermione shriek with pain and fall too. Harry groped for his wand, blinking blood out of his eyes - Lumos. he whispered. The wandlight showed him the trunk of a thick tree; they had chased Scabbers into the shadow of the Whomping Willow and its branches were creaking as though in a high wind, whipping backward and forward to stop them going nearer. And there, at the base of the trunk, was the dog, dragging Ron backward into a large gap in the roots - Ron was fighting furiously, but his head and torso were slipping out of sight - Ron. Harry shouted, trying to follow, but a heavy branch whipped lethally through the air and he was forced backward again. All they could see now was one of Rons legs, which he had hooked around a root in an effort to stop the https://freestrategygames.cloud/free/pubg-hacks-free-download-new.php from pulling him farther underground - but a horrible crack cut the air like a gunshot; Rons leg had broken, and a moment later, his foot vanished from sight. Harry - weve got to go for help - Hermione gasped; she was bleeding too; the Willow had cut her across the shoulder. That things big enough to eat him; we havent got time - Were never going to get through without help - Another branch whipped down at them, twigs clenched like knuckles. If that dog can get in, we can, Harry panted, darting here and there, trying to find a way through the vicious, swishing branches, but he couldnt get an inch nearer to the tree roots without being in range of the trees blows. Oh, help, help, Hermione whispered frantically, dancing uncertainly on the spot, please. Crookshanks darted forward. He slithered between the battering branches like a snake and placed his front paws upon a knot on the trunk. Abruptly, as though the tree had been turned to marble, it stopped moving. Not a leaf twitched or shook. Crookshanks. Hermione whispered uncertainly. She now grasped Harrys arm painfully hard. How did he know -. Hes friends with that dog, said Harry grimly. Ive seen them together. Come on - and keep your wand out - They covered the distance to the trunk in seconds, but before they had reached the gap in the roots, Crookshanks had slid into it with a flick of his bottlebrush tail. Harry went next; he crawled forward, headfirst, and slid down an earthy slope to the bottom of a very low tunnel. Crookshanks was a little way along, his eyes flashing in the light from Harrys wand. Seconds later, Hermione slithered down beside him. Wheres Ron. she whispered in a terrified voice. This way, said Harry, setting off, bent-backed, after Crookshanks. Where does this tunnel come out. Hermione asked breathlessly from behind him. I dont know. Its marked on the Marauders Map but Fred and George said no ones ever gotten into it. It goes off the edge of the map, but it looked like it ends up in Hogsmeade. They moved as fast as they could, bent almost double; ahead of them, Crookshankss tail bobbed in and out of view. On and on went the passage; it felt at least as long as the one to Honeydukes. All Harry could think of was Ron and what the enormous dog might be doing to him. He was drawing breath in sharp, painful gasps, running at a crouch. And then the tunnel began to rise; moments later it twisted, and Crookshanks had gone. Instead, Harry could see a patch of dim light baldurs gate release youtube a small opening. He and Hermione paused, gasping for breath, edging forward. Both raised their wands to see what lay beyond. It was a room, a very disordered, dusty room. Paper was peeling from the walls; there were stains all over the floor; every piece of furniture was broken as though somebody had smashed it. The windows were all boarded up. Harry glanced at Hermione, who looked very frightened but nodded. Harry pulled himself out of the hole, staring around. The room was deserted, but a door to their right stood open, leading to a shadowy hallway. Hermione suddenly grabbed Harrys arm again. Her wide eyes were traveling around the boarded windows. Harry, she whispered, I think were in the Shrieking Shack. Harry looked around. His eyes fell on a wooden chair near them. Large chunks had been torn out of it; one of the legs had been ripped off entirely. Ghosts didnt do that, he said slowly. At that moment, there was a creak overhead. Something had moved upstairs. Both of them looked up at the ceiling. Hermiones grip on Harrys arm was so tight he was losing feeling in his fingers. 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Harry, its a trap - What - Hes the dog. hes an Animagus. Ron was staring over Harrys shoulder. Harry wheeled around. With a snap, the man in the shadows closed the door behind them. A mass of filthy, matted hair hung to his elbows. If eyes hadnt been shining out of the deep, dark sockets, he might have been a corpse. The waxy skin was stretched so tightly over the strike avangar counter of his face, it looked like a skull. His yellow teeth were bared in a grin. It was Sirius Black. Expelliarmus. he croaked, pointing Rons wand at them. Harrys and Hermiones wands shot out of their hands, high in the air, and Black caught them. Then he took a step closer. His eyes were fixed on Harry. I thought youd come and help your friend, he said hoarsely. His voice sounded as though he had long since lost the habit of using it. Your father would have done the same for me. Brave of you, not to run for a teacher. Im grateful. it will make everything much easier. The taunt about his father rang in Harrys ears as though Black had bellowed it. A boiling hate erupted in Harrys chest, leaving no place for fear. For the first time in his life, he wanted his wand back in his hand, not to defend himself, but to attack. to kill. Without knowing what he was doing, he started forward, but there was a sudden movement on either side of him and two pairs of hands grabbed him and held him back. No, Harry. Hermione gasped in a petrified whisper; Ron, however, spoke to Black. Fallout 4 where is jamaica plain you want to kill Harry, youll have to kill us too. he said fiercely, though the effort of standing upright was draining him of still more color, and he swayed slightly as he spoke. Something flickered in Blacks shadowed eyes. Lie down, he said quietly to Ron. You will damage that leg even more. Did you hear me. Ron said weakly, though he was clinging painfully to Harry to stay upright. Youll have to kill all three of us. Therell be only one murder here tonight, said Black, and his grin widened. Whys that. Harry spat, trying to wrench himself free of Ron and Hermione. Didnt care last time, did you. Didnt mind slaughtering all those Muggles to get at Pettigrew. Whats the matter, gone soft in Azkaban. Harry. Hermione whimpered. Be quiet. HE KILLED MY MUM AND DAD. 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But Blacks free hand had found Harrys throat - No, he hissed, Ive waited too long - The fingers tightened, Harry choked, his glasses askew. Then he saw Hermiones foot swing out of nowhere. Black let go of Harry with a grunt of pain; Ron had thrown himself on Blacks wand hand and Harry heard a faint clatter - He fought free of the tangle of bodies and saw his own wand rolling across the floor; he threw himself toward it but - Argh. Crookshanks had joined the fray; both sets of front claws had sunk themselves deep into Harrys arm; Harry threw him off, but Crookshanks now darted toward Harrys wand - NO YOU DONT. roared Harry, and he aimed a kick at Crookshanks that made the cat leap aside, spitting; Harry snatched up his wand and turned - Get out of the way. he shouted at Ron and Hermione. They didnt need telling twice. Hermione, gasping for breath, her lip bleeding, scrambled aside, snatching up her and Rons wands. Ron crawled to the four-poster and collapsed onto it, panting, his white face now tinged with green, both hands clutching his broken leg. Black was sprawled at the bottom of the wall. His thin chest rose and fell rapidly as he watched Harry walking slowly nearer, his wand pointing straight at Blacks heart. Going to kill me, Harry. he whispered. Harry stopped right above him, his wand still pointing at Blacks chest, looking down at him. A livid bruise was rising around Blacks left eye and his nose was bleeding. You killed my parents, said Harry, his voice shaking slightly, but his wand hand quite steady. Black stared up at him out of those sunken eyes. I dont deny it, he said very quietly. But if you knew the whole story - The whole story. Harry repeated, a furious pounding in his ears. You sold them to Voldemort. Thats all I need to know. Youve got to listen to me, Black said, and there was a note of urgency in his voice now. Youll regret it if you dont. You dont understand. I understand a lot better than you think, said Harry, and his voice shook more than ever. You never heard her, did you. My mum. trying to stop Voldemort killing me. and you did that. you did it. Before either of them could say another word, something ginger streaked past Harry; Crookshanks leapt onto Blacks chest and settled himself there, right over Blacks heart. Black blinked and looked down at the cat. Get off, he murmured, trying to push Crookshanks off him. But Crookshanks sank his claws into Blacks robes and wouldnt shift. He turned his ugly, squashed face to Harry and looked up at him with those great yellow eyes. To his right, Hermione think, pubg game download for windows 7 minecraft mine a dry sob. Harry stared down at Black and Crookshanks, his grip tightening on the wand. So what if he had to kill the cat too. It was in league with Black. If it was prepared to die, trying to protect Black, that wasnt Harrys business. 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