Chapter 249 (2/2)

”Let's go in first.” Hermione said, and Ron came out of the room. He looked pale and looked at Hagrid. The last time he didn't see Hagrid, he felt very guilty.”Ron Nice to meet you. There seems to be no conflict between you, ”Hagrid said.” come on in. I've just got some tea. ”

Ron is very embarrassed, secretly looked at Fanlin and others, but no one showed any different look, which let Ron quietly relieved.

Hagrid did not cry this time, nor did he throw himself on them and put his arms around their necks. He looks like someone who doesn't know where he is or what he should do. Seeing this helplessness is worse than seeing tears.

”And Buckbeak, Hagrid?” Asked Hermione hesitantly.

”I I took it out just now Hagrid said the table was splashed all over the table when the milk was poured into the jar. ”Tie a rope to my pumpkin field. Think it should look at the trees and Breathe the fresh air - in it... ” Hagrid's hand was shaking so much that the milk jug fell from his hand and broke into pieces. ”I'll do it, Hagrid.” Said Hermione quickly, and hurried over to pick up the pieces. ”There is also a jar in the cupboard.” Hagrid sat down and wiped his forehead with his sleeve.

”What didn't Dumbledore do?” Ron asked, and he sympathized with Hagrid as much as he did with himself.

”He tried,” Hagrid said. ”He didn't have the power to control the Committee. He told them Buckeye wasn't dangerous, but they were afraid You know what Lucius Malfoy is like Threatening them, I think And the executioner, McNeill, is Malfoy's old companion But the execution will be quick and quick And I'll be by his side... ”

Hagrid swallowed. His eyes wandered about the hut, as if searching for a glimmer of hope or comfort.

”Dumbledore also said that he would be here with me when that moment came today, and I told Harry last time that they were...”

Hearing this, several people have some embarrassment, Hagrid's repeated mention still can't let a few people selectively forget.

Hermione had been searching for another milk jug in Hagrid's cupboard when she sobbed low and stopped. She straightened up with her new jar and tried to hold back her tears.

”We're with you, Hagrid.” She began, but Hagrid shook his shaggy head.

”You should go back to the castle. I'll tell you. I don't want you to watch the execution. And anyway, you shouldn't be here If fudge and Dumbledore run into you leaving the castle without permission, Harry, you're in big trouble

Now Hermione wept silently, but in order not to be seen by Hagrid, she was busy preparing the tea.

”After you've had tea, you can leave as soon as possible. I really...” Hagrid choked. He buried his mouth in the tea. The pain of the hot tea seemed to make him feel better.

However, Dumbledore did not let them wait for too long, probably for a period of time of silence, at dusk, the direction of the castle finally had a movement.

Hagrid was the first to find out. He had been looking at the direction of the castle. In fact, if a stone had not broken his window, Hagrid would still be in a daze.

After the crackle, Hagrid suddenly stood up and looked out of the window. His face, which had been ruddy, was now the color of parchment. ”Here they are...” Harry, Ron and Hermione, as well as van Lin, all turned quickly.

In the distance, a group of men are walking down the stone steps of the castle. In front of him was Dumbledore, his silver beard shining in the afterglow of the setting sun. He was flanked by Cornell fudge, followed by an old and frail Council member and executioner, McNeill.

”You must go.” Hagrid said, shaking from head to toe, ”they must not find you here Come on, now... ”

”Hagrid, we want to be with you!” Harry said, but Hagrid shook his head firmly. He didn't want Harry and others to see such cruel pictures. He couldn't accept this kind of experience, but he always had to face it.

”You go out through the back door...” Hagrid said. He pointed to the back door of the cabin, where the pumpkin fields were tied to Buckbeak.

”Hagrid, I think we can have a good talk with Mr. Cornell fudge. He is still very kind. I cast magic outside the school. They didn't do anything to me...”

”Harry Stop it. ” Van Lin shook his head, Hagrid sighed, and slammed the back door. He was going to meet Dumbledore.