Chapter 326 Kind claws, humans are inferior to dragons

Aaron got into the coverage of the golden necklace, "Let me state in advance that I am not just doing this for someone's sympathy."

"I know, I know." Hermione smiled easily. No matter what the reason was, Aaron's participation meant that she was right about the person.

"Well..." Harry looked confused and confused, "Can anyone explain to me what to do?"

"You'll know soon." Hermione picked up the golden hourglass hanging on the chain and carefully turned it three times.

The entire ward felt as if a rewind button had been pressed. Everything was moving backwards rapidly. Blurred colors and figures flashed past the eyes, even the light.

When he came back to his senses, the night had turned into evening, and Ron had disappeared from the ward.

"What's going on?" Harry looked at his surroundings and became even more confused.

"You can understand it as going back in time, or that we traveled to three hours ago." Aaron explained helplessly.

Although he was also shocked by the effect of the time turner, time was too mysterious and he had to be careful in the past time and space.

"Are you kidding me?"

"Do you think I'm so boring that I have nothing to do to joke with you?

There are too many things to pay attention to when traveling through time, the most important of which is not to let others notice that you are from the future, because this is the most likely to cause trouble. "

Hermione put the time turner away, "Seven-thirty, where were we at half-past seven?"

"She should be heading to Hagrid's hut!"

"Aaron, what about you?"

"I should be at Hagrid's hut at half past seven."

"That's no problem.

Move quickly without being seen. "

The three of them ran along the route in their memory and hid in the woods near Hagrid's hut to ensure that they would not be discovered by their past selves.

"Where did you get this hourglass?" Harry asked curiously, "This is outrageous."

"This is a time turner. Professor McGonagall applied for it for a long time before being approved by the Ministry of Magic.

I relied on it to complete all my courses this year. "

Harry nodded in understanding, then looked at Aaron, "Did you know? You also took classes using a time turner?"

"No, I use another method.

To be honest, this is my first time traveling through time. "

"Dumbledore wants us to go back to this moment and change what has happened." Hermione mused, "But why did he want us to go back three hours ago? This will not help Sirius."

"More than one innocent life." Harry seemed to have thought of something, "He wants us to save Buckbeak."

"It's unnecessary." Aaron said disdainfully.

"We know you don't care about its life or death, but this is not unnecessary." Harry said, "Save Buckbeak, Sirius can ride away on him, and they can escape together."

"I know, but that's not what I meant." Aaron rolled his eyes, "You will understand if you keep reading."

The crow of crows came from the distance, and Dumbledore, Fudge, McNeil and the old members of the Committee for Disposal of Dangerous Creatures came down the stairs.

At the same time, Hagrid's voice came from the hut.

"You go quickly, we can't let them find you here, go quickly."

"Actually, I stayed because..."

"Things are already troublesome enough. I can't involve you anymore. Let's go."

The three of Harry left carefully wearing invisibility cloaks, but Aaron seemed particularly casual, but did not let anyone in the cabin notice.

"Where is that beast?" McNeil asked coldly.

"Outside, outside." Hagrid said hoarsely.

MacNeil shrank his face when he saw Buckbeak was still there through the window.

Fudge's voice came out, "We have to read you the official execution announcement, Hagrid.

I'll read it faster, and then you and McNeil will sign..."

"The opportunity has come." Harry whispered to the two of them, "Just wait, I will save it."

"That's not necessary." Aaron stopped him and said.

"Why not? I have communicated with Buckbeak. It is most appropriate for me to go." Harry said, but the next moment a white shadow flashed in his sight.

Abe quickly jumped into the pumpkin patch. His cat-sized body was firmly blocked by those pumpkins. No one in the hut could spot it. If the three of them weren't slightly higher up, they probably wouldn't be able to see it either.

I saw Abe walking up to Buckbeak and stretching out a kind paw.

The silver light flashed away, and the rope that tied Buckbeak was cut open by sharp claws without any hindrance.

The Hippogriff stood up, looking at the little one exuding absolute coercion in front of him, and did not dare to act rashly for a moment.

Abe looked around, then spread his wings and flew up. One of his paws pulled the rope around Buckbeak's neck, and the other pointed toward the Forbidden Forest.

Buckbeak did not dare to disobey Abe and flew behind Abe honestly.

Seeing this scene, Harry and Hermione were stunned.

They thought this would be quite a troublesome matter, but they didn't expect that they wouldn't need to take action at all.

Not only was there no risk in the whole process, it was also unexpectedly full of drama.

"This, this, this..." Harry spent a long time trying to figure out what to say.

"You had already planned to let Abe save it?" Hermione looked at Aaron with a complicated expression, "But why didn't you tell us?"

"Why should I tell you?" Aaron asked, "You have found many cases for this case, wouldn't telling you destroy your enthusiasm?

To be honest, I still had the slightest hope for you, but I didn’t expect that you still lost the case.

Draco is my friend, and Buckbeak hurt him. Logically speaking, I have no reason to save him.

But Hagrid's crying look was too ugly. In order to protect his fragile glass heart, I had no choice but to take this approach.

The hippogriff was rescued under the noses of these people. When they found out, they couldn't blame Hagrid. At most, Buckbeak had escaped from prison. "

Hermione felt inexplicably ashamed when she heard this. She had complained that Aaron was unloving before, but now she only felt her cheeks hurt.

A few minutes later, Hagrid and others slowly walked out of the house.

But the next moment they were all dumbfounded. Buckbeak had disappeared, leaving only an empty pumpkin patch.

"Where is it?" Fudge asked with a confused look on his face. "I saw it just now, and then it disappeared. It's really strange."

"Oops, Dumbledore, someone obviously put it away." The old committee member said softly.

"Bic." Hagrid murmured, but a trace of secret joy flashed across his lips.

"Hagrid, Buckbeak..."

Just as Fudge was about to ask if it was related to him, Dumbledore interrupted: "The minister didn't say it was related to you, Hagrid.

How could it be you? You've been with us all this time. "

"Okay!" Fudge said helplessly, "Then we have to search the entire place."

"Search the sky if necessary, Minister." Dumbledore hinted that the escaped magical animals were flying magical animals, and then looked at Hagrid with a smile, "Now I want to enjoy a cup of good tea, or a large glass of brandy.

Executioner, your service may not be needed here, thank you. "

"There are no small cups in my room, Professor." Hagrid happily invited Dumbledore into the hut, while McNeil angrily picked up the ax blade and split a pumpkin in half.

"It turns out that the sound we heard a few hours ago was this." Aaron chuckled, "As expected of an executioner, it really feels like people's heads will fall to the ground."

"We have to get Buckbeak back," Harry said hurriedly.

"Go to the Forbidden Forest!" Aaron shrugged, "Abe will bring it here."

The three of them carefully entered the Forbidden Forest and looked at the Whomping Willow tree swaying in the wind from a distance.

Aaron made an obscure tone from his mouth and summoned his dragon cub in dragon language.

After a while, the sound of horse hooves reached the ears of the three of them. They turned around to see the hippogriff slowly walking over, while Abe sat majestically on its back.

"My Merlin!" Harry's mouth twitched violently, feeling that something was wrong with his worldview.

When he first took the Care of Magical Creatures class, he worked so hard to get Buckbeak's approval. Every step he took could be described as being on tenterhooks.

But even if people are not as good as dragons, Abe is too relaxed.

Abe flapped his wings and flew to Aaron, pointing at Buckbeak, "I did a pretty good job, didn't I?"

"It's very beautiful. I'll give you a meal of meat when I get back."

Hermione and Harry tied Buckbeak to a tree and sat on the grass to wait for the incident to unfold.

It was getting dark, and they saw Lupine walking into the tree hole. Snape came not long after, but he seemed to notice something, picked up an invisibility cloak from the ground, put it on and entered the secret passage.

"Harry, there's something I don't quite understand." Aaron said hesitantly, "The Patronus Charm when you and Black were surrounded by dementors was..."

"I don't know." Harry shook his head. "I almost fainted at that time. I only saw a silver thing flying over from the lake. It drove away the dementors."

"Ron and I thought it was you!"

"How could it be me? I can deal with one Dementor, but a group of them would be too difficult."

"But who could it be?" Hermione asked curiously, "I remember Dumbledore said that only truly powerful magicians can cast the Patronus Charm."

"I disagree with this." Aaron disagreed, "To be precise, only talented and kind-hearted wizards can learn the Patronus Charm.

As for the power of this spell, it depends on the level of the wizard. The more magic the wizard has, the longer it lasts and the greater the power. "

"Harry, have you seen the wizard clearly?" Hermione asked eagerly, "Is he a professor?"

"No, not the professor." Harry said regretfully, "I can feel that the man is very familiar, but he doesn't seem to want me to know who he is. Maybe he is a friend of my father!"

Aaron and Hermione looked at each other noncommittally.

After all, too many things happened tonight. Wizards of Harry's father's generation appeared one after another, and one more was not unacceptable.