莫度男爵Harry felt a nasty pang of guilt. He had completely forgotten that Buckbeak's trial was so near, and judging by the uneasy look on Ron's face, he had too. They had also forgotten their promise about helping him prepare Buckbeak's defense; the arrival of the Firebolt had driven it clean out of their minds.

Harry heard the grinding of the benches and then the sound of the Slytherins trooping out on the other side of the Hall.

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Harry turned towards the plain black door. After months and months of dreaming about it, he was here at last.
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