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Ive booked two beds on the Knight Bus. Harry felt a nasty pang of guilt. He had completely forgotten that Buckbeaks trial was so near, and judging by the uneasy look on Rons face, he had too. They had also forgotten their promise about helping him prepare Buckbeaks defense; the arrival of the Firebolt had driven it clean out of their minds. Hagrid poured them tea and offered them a plate of Bath buns, but they knew better than to accept; they had had too much experience with Hagrids cooking. I got somethin ter discuss with you two, said Hagrid, sitting himself between them and looking uncharacteristically serious. What. said Harry. Hermione, said Hagrid. What about her.
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