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"Me, a spy... must be out of your mind... never... don't know how you can say such a --"
"He's not the only one!" puffed Fudge. "The Daily Prophet's going to have a field day! We had Black cornered and he slipped through our fingers yet again! All it needs now is for the story of that hippogriff's escape to get out, and I'll be a laughingstock! Well... I'd better go and notify the Ministry.....
"There's only one thing it could have been, to make the dementors go," said Harry. "A real Patronus. A powerful one."
"I'll be in my bedroom, making no noise and pretending I'm not there," said Harry tonelessly.
Harry ran up the hall into the kitchen and felt his stomach disappear.
"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 --"
Black wheeled Buckbeak around, facing the open sky.
window, the night air whipping his hair, and looked back at the shrinking rooftops of Privet Drive. Uncle Vernon, Aunt Petunia, and Dudley were all hanging, dumbstruck, out of Harry's window.
"Well... okay, then... I'll wait here with Buckbeak... but Harry, be careful -- there's a werewolf out there -- and the dementors
"Arthur Weasley, you made sure there was a loophole when you wrote that law!" shouted Mrs. Weasley. "Just so you could carry on tinkering with all that Muggle rubbish in your shed! And for your information, Harry arrived this morning in the car you weren't intending to fly!"
"What?" said Ron and Hermione excitedly. "Read it aloud!"
"You're the best Defense Against the Dark Arts- teacher we've ever had!" said Harry. "Don't go!"
But Harry, who felt wide awake, said quickly, "I'll help Ron. I've never seen a de-gnoming -"
While Dudley lolled around watching and eating ice cream, Harry cleaned the windows, washed the car, mowed the lawn, trimmed the flowerbeds, pruned and watered the roses, and repainted the garden bench. The sun blazed overhead, burning the back of his neck. Harry knew he shouldn't have risen to Dudley's bait, but Dudley had said the very thing Harry had been thinking himself... maybe he didn't have any friends at Hogwarts ....
"Dobby, sir. Just Dobby. Dobby the house-elf," said the creature.