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"Oh, he's not unbalanced," said Dumbledore quietly. "He's just suffered a severe disappointment."
A sudden silence fell downstairs. Two seconds later Harry, heart thudding madly, heard Uncle Vernon coming into the hall, calling, "Dudley must have left his television on again, the little tyke!"
"Stop gibbering," said Ron. "We've come to take you home with us."
"What does your dad do at the Ministry of Magic, anyway?"
"Yes, I think so," said Lupin grimly.
"Go quick. Don' listen...."
"Harry, this piece of vermin is the reason you have no parents," Black snarled. "This cringing bit of filth would have seen you die too, without turning a hair. You heard him. His own stinking skin meant more to him than your whole family."
"Oh, dear," said George.
Harry tugged harder on the rope around Buckbeak's neck. The hippogriff began to walk, rustling its wings irritably. They were still ten feet away from the forest, in plain view of Hagrid's back door. "One moment, please, Macnair," came Dumbledore's voice. "You need to sign too." The footsteps stopped. Harry heaved on the rope. Buckbeak snapped his beak and walked a little faster.
And then it hit him -- he understood. He hadn't seen his father -- he had seen himself --
"Blimey, I'm tired," yawned Fred, setting down his knife and fork at last. "I think I'll go to bed and -"
They did not speak again until they had reached the end of the tunnel. Crookshanks darted up first; he had evidently pressed his paw to the knot on the trunk, because Lupin, Pettigrew, and Ron clambered upward without any sound of savaging branches.
"Get off me," Harry spat, throwing Pettigrew's hands off him in disgust. "I'm not doing this for you. I'm doing it because -- I don't reckon my dad would've wanted them to become killers -- just for you."
'Nooo," he moaned. 'Nooo... please...."