Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Day of Execution in Buckbeak
Jon's guess was correct. Since Ron Weasley's attack on Black, Hogwarts security has become tighter, with at least a third attack not occurring.
Life at Hogwarts was very quiet for the next few months...... In addition to staying in the Room of Requirement all day to continue to enrich himself, every half month or so, Jon would hand over some of the animal protection materials to Hermione Granger.
By the way, he'll also check to see if there are two Hermiones...... Not surprisingly, he failed, and for nearly a year, he couldn't catch Hermione's horse, and it looked like he had to wait for Peter Pettigrew to block the door of the school hospital on the day Peter Pettigrew escaped!
Soon, the Easter holidays are here, but they don't feel easy at all, as it also means that final exams are not far away.
A lot of homework awaited them, and many Hufflepuff students were almost crushed by the pressure...... Cedric Diggory has recently been preparing for the OWLs exam, a fifth-grade exam that will determine the future of wizards, so much so that his training has been much more sloppy when it comes to the Quidditch final.
The Hogwarts students, who had nothing to do every day, began to study for the lessons they had taken over the past year in order to get a "good grade" in their final exams......
Jon didn't have any pressure on that, especially since he had a special contribution certificate and his flying lessons didn't have to pass the test at all, and even less so on the other subjects.
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On the first Saturday after Easter, the final round of Quidditch ended.
Jon didn't go to the game, and when he noticed that the Hufflepuff students who had watched the game had worse faces, he didn't bother to ask about the results.
Overall, for some reason, Hufflepuff doesn't look like they've finished defending their Quidditch Cup.
Before lunch, Jon went alone to the owl hut in Sita, where he had been a frequent visitor lately.
Watching his arrival, a snow-white owl quickly flew in front of him and patted his shoulder affectionately with its wings.
"Good morning, Jo Green!" Jon greeted with a smile, carefully placing a note in the small tube of the owl's right foot, and whispering, "Now, please make another trip to London." ”
"Coo-coo!" Jo Green let out a cheerful cry, and flew out of the shack and into London.
Jon glanced at his watch and left.
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At dinner in the evening, Jon waited for Joglin's return, and he brought a small box.
"Thank you!" Jon glanced at his watch again, then fed him a few pieces of dried fish.
The box contained a new brass telescope that cost him three Galleons, which was supposed to be a merchandise for the Quidditch World Cup, but it was still cheap because the World Cup hadn't started yet.
"Telescope?" Steven Lucas glanced at it, "Are you preparing for an astronomy exam?"
"Sort of......" Jon mumbled.
After dinner, he was about to leave the hall...... But as soon as he took a few steps, he was stopped.
Hermione Granger trotted over with a thick stack of books in her hand.
"Thank you for your help during this time, Jon ......" she said, wiping tears from her eyes, "but Buckbeak, it'...... It...... It's going to die......"
As she spoke, she handed over a piece of parchment.
The content on the parchment is written in a standard neo-Roman script with very neat handwriting:
"Dear Professor Hagrid;
We've carefully read your defense of a dangerous and magical creature, the Hippogriff, and the background on it.
After a complex and well-established discussion -
We regret to inform you that we continue to believe that the Hippogriff is too dangerous for wizards and has a potential risk of attack.
So we finally decided to sentence the Hippogriff to death.
The execution took place at 5 p.m. on June 6, 1994.
The executioner was Walton McNeill,
The execution witnesses were Cornelius Fudge, Albert Lencoun, and Eric Munch.
Be sure to keep a close eye on the Hippogriff during this time!
Director of the Department of Magical Beasts Management and Control (female) Diana Greengrass.
Sincerely"
"I'm sorry!" Jon said with some regret after glancing at the time.
"It's not your fault...... Hermione whimpered, "Will you come together to say goodbye to Buckbeak that day?"
"If you have time. Jon decisively refused: "But I remember that on the afternoon of June 6th, there was a Defence Against the Dark Arts exam......"
"Alright!" Hermione nodded.
Jon didn't know what was going to happen that afternoon, how could he possibly go to the muddy waters.
If he wasn't careful, he was injured by Blake or Peter, or bitten by a werewolf, he didn't know where to reason......
However, since he knew the date and time of the execution, he still had some room to maneuver.
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Saying goodbye to Hermione, Jon made his way to the greenhouse.
In the past few days, Professor Sprout has been in Warsaw for an international herbalistic conference, and he is not in the school, so he helps with everything in the greenhouse.
Jon loosened the soil for the ghost vines, changed the culture fluid for the rootless grass, and cut off the miscellaneous branches on the devil's web......
However, while pruning the devil's net, more than a dozen devil's net spores broke free from the trunk and fell to the ground.
It may be that Professor Sprout gave him a good breeding environment, and these devil nets grow so fast that every few months, some of them have to be disposed of.
The so-called disposal of the devil's net is to separate them and completely destroy them with strong light or flames.
He was about to burn the spores of these devil nets with a fire charm...... Jon stopped suddenly.
"What a waste...... What if I had the opportunity to use them?"
Jon pulled out a sealed bag of herbs and put the devil's reticulum spores that should have been disposed of very lightly...... Then he added Burochocha grass juice to it, so that the spores of the devil's net would not grow at will.
After dealing with all of this, Jon slipped the herb bag into his large backpack with an enlarged interior.
He then returned to the Hufflepuff common room......