Chapter 317: Execution of Buckbeak, Who Said I Didn't Save It?

Aaron took a deep breath, suppressed the shock in his heart, and walked to Professor Trelawney.

"Go ahead and let me see what you can see." Professor Trelawney said with great interest.

Aaron focused his attention on the crystal ball, and the layers of fog were lifted. After a moment, he came back to his senses, and his face became particularly strange.

"Professor, I seem to see a weak patient."

"Patient? What kind of patient?"

“He was in the dark and I couldn’t see what he looked like.

But I can feel that it is not ordinary weakness. It is not an exaggeration to describe it as lingering. "

Professor Trelawney was stunned for a moment, then looked at Aaron with surprised eyes, "Gaius, you have the qualifications for divination, but it will take some time to make accurate predictions.

My third eye tells me that there is nothing wrong with your prophecy, but it is somewhat different from what you want. "

Aaron scratched his head in embarrassment. He wanted to know where Sirius Black, the murderer of Harry's parents, was, but he didn't expect such a scene to appear.

"I'll practice more, Professor."

"Practice is necessary." Professor Trelawney suddenly said, "But the more important thing is the method. I suggest you start with some small things and don't aim too high."

Aaron was silent for a moment and nodded heavily.

Professor Trelawney showed a satisfied smile, then took out his scorebook, "Your grades are the best among the third grade."

Aaron waved his hands sheepishly and walked out of the classroom on his own.

He might have cared about the results of divination before, but now he was more concerned about Professor Trelawney's prediction.

If Voldemort was really going to come back, he would have to prepare early.

In his heyday, Voldemort was at the pinnacle of the Great Magic, and he was only half a step away from the holy realm. With his current strength, it might be a bit reluctant to fight back against the Dark Lord in his heyday.

In addition to getting stronger, you still have to find a way to add one or two trump cards, otherwise you won't be able to sleep peacefully.

But after thinking about it, Aaron realized that he didn't seem to need to worry too much.

After all, there was a particularly bright shield in front of him. As long as Harry Potter did not die, Voldemort would not target him for a while.

Moreover, Albus Dumbledore is still going strong. At worst, he will hide in Hogwarts and not come out. I don’t believe that Voldemort would dare to enter the school.

When the last resort came, he could only lock himself at home.

With the defensive strength of Gaius Castle, let alone Voldemort, even if Salazar Slytherin is resurrected, there is nothing he can do.

Thinking like this, Aaron felt at ease.

There is still some time before Voldemort is resurrected, and if the sky falls, a tall man will hold it up.

As long as Dumbledore doesn't die, Hogwarts will be safe and he will have enough room to sign in.

Ga! Ga! Ga!

At this time, the cry of crows sounded in my ears, followed by a particularly harsh sound, like a cat's claws scratching glass.

Aaron followed the sound and walked over. A strong man in pure black clothes was polishing a huge blade with stones.

Executioner?

Aaron looked at the strong man and couldn't help but frown.

Hagrid is almost likely to lose the case again, and completely. Buckbeak's execution day is probably today.

After hesitating for a few seconds, Aaron silently made a decision and led Abe towards the direction of the Forbidden Forest.

Arriving at Hagrid's hut, he knocked on the door several times before Hagrid opened the door.

"Aaron, what are you doing here?" Hagrid asked in a low voice.

"Honestly, I really don't care whether Buckbeak lives or dies, but...

Well, knowing me is simply a blessing that you have cultivated for eight lifetimes.

I, personally thought you might need a little help today, so I came over. "

Hearing this, Hagrid pursed his lips, trembled and choked.

He was about to give Aaron a hug, but he stretched out his hand to stop him.

"Don't come here. It would be fine if you changed into something cleaner, but this one is too sloppy." Aaron said with some disgust, then looked at Hagrid, "How many times have you cried?"

"I don't know." Hagrid opened the window and looked at the hippogriff chained outside in the pumpkin patch, "Buckbeak was sentenced to death, and even Dumbledore couldn't save him.

Malfoy arranged for MacNeil to come for the execution, and Fudge and representatives from the Committee for the Disposal of Dangerous Creatures would come. "

"As for it?" Aaron's mouth twitched slightly, "It's just a magical animal, and even the Minister of Magic was invited to watch the execution."

"He happened to be coming to Hogwarts to check on Black's situation, so he was pulled over as a witness." Hagrid said bitterly, "You shouldn't stay here. This will be a nightmare for a little wizard like you. "

Hearing this, Aaron sneered.

Just beheading a magical animal might be quite off-putting to others, but to him it was just a small spectacle.

To be honest, that executioner may not have killed as many lives as he did.

"No, you have to leave." Hagrid was about to say something when he heard a knock on the door.

Aaron was worried that Hagrid would cry when he saw Fudge and others, so he opened the door for him, but there was no one outside the door.

Aaron frowned slightly, and then sighed: "Harry, Sirius hasn't been captured yet. Do you know how dangerous it will be if you come out of the castle at this time?"

"I know, but I have to come now." Harry said carefully, "Let us in first."

"I, we?" Aaron suddenly felt a headache, "Hermione, you promised me that you would watch over Harry, is that your promise?"

"I only promised not to let him go to Hogsmeade." Hermione said with a guilty conscience, "I'm sorry, Hagrid really needs comfort now."

Aaron rolled his eyes helplessly, stepped back, let them in and closed the door.

"Why are you here too?" Hagrid said tremblingly.

"We came to accompany you, Hagrid." Hermione said with some reluctance.

"No, you have to go back." Hagrid's attitude was much more resolute, "Especially you, Harry, Dumbledore will come over to accompany me through that moment.

Besides him, Fudge will also come.

If they find out you are here, you will be in big trouble."

"We have an invisibility cloak." Ron said, "They won't find us."

"But forget it!

Don't forget what happened last year. The invisibility cloak can hide Fudge, but can it also hide Dumbledore?"

"That's right, you should leave quickly!

But before you go, Ron, you have to take this with you."

Hagrid opened a box and took out a mouse from it.

"Scabbers, you're still alive." Ron happily took his pet over, but it looked much thinner and had lost a lot of hair.

"Take good care of your pet, Ron."

"It seems you have to apologize to me." Hermione snorted.

"We'll talk about the apology later." Aaron looked out the window, "They're coming."

Dumbledore's beard gleamed in the sunset, and behind him followed the Minister of Magic, members of the Committee for the Disposal of Dangerous Creatures, and Executioner McNeill, who held a shiny axe blade in his hand.

"You guys go quickly." Hagrid said anxiously, "Don't let them find you here, go quickly."

"Actually, I'm staying..."

Just as Aaron was about to speak, Hagrid pushed him to the back door, "Things are already troublesome enough, I can't drag you into it again, go quickly."

Aaron:......

The four of them went out the back door and walked towards the castle along the sloping lawn.

They walked to a high place and watched from a distance.

Hagrid and others walked out of the hut, Dumbledore and Fudge were talking about something, but the executioner walked towards the pumpkin field with an axe blade.

Their sight was blocked by a wall, but they could still clearly hear a muffled sound and see flocks of crows flying in all directions.

Harry and Ron turned pale. Although they didn't see Buckbeak's eagle head fall to the ground, they could imagine the scene. Fear instantly filled their hearts, and their stomachs couldn't help but churn.

Hermione leaned her head on Aaron's shoulder and choked and cried, "I can't believe they really did it."

She pounded Aaron's chest again and again, "You could have saved it.

As long as you ask, Malfoy will definitely give you this face."

"I'm helpless, but some heads can't be opened." Aaron said in a deep voice, "There are countless unjust, false and wrong cases like Buckbeak. I can't go to others to help just because of a magical animal I only met once. This is too much of a fuss.

In addition, don't draw conclusions too early. Who said I didn't save it?"

Hermione was slightly stunned. Just when she was about to ask something, Ron next to her cried out in pain.

"Ouch!" Ron let go of his mouse. There was a small tooth mark on his right index finger, and bright red blood dripped from it.

"Scabbers, it bit me."

Scabbers seemed to be frightened by something and ran away quickly. Ron, the owner, immediately chased after him.

Harry and Hermione didn't think too much and followed closely. Since they couldn't run fast with the invisibility cloak on, they took off the invisibility cloak and chased at full speed.

Aaron looked at the setting sun, sighed and followed.

He didn't want to get involved in this kind of thing from the bottom of his heart, but he had to get involved when he thought of Professor Trelawney's prophecy.

He will come back tonight, and tonight the person who betrayed his friend and the person who became a murderer will break free from the chains, and the blood of innocent people will flow...

This is the prophecy she made unconsciously, with an accuracy rate of 99%.

This means that Sirius Black will attack Harry Potter tonight. He will fail 80% of the time, but he will not suffer any losses and may even be able to get away with it.

It will be dark soon. Watching Harry Potter is like waiting for the rabbit by the tree, which is definitely better than him looking for someone with a compass.

Besides, there are many people in the castle, and maybe someone will find out the secret of the compass. Then things will be troublesome, and Dumbledore may even have to talk to him.

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