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"What about the Astronomy tower? Professor Trelawney's room? The Owlery?"
"Because the castle's protected by more than walls, You know,,, said Hermione. "There are all sorts of enchantments on it, to stop people entering by stealth. You can't just Apparate in here. And I'd like to see the disguise that could fool those dementors. They're guarding every single entrance to the grounds. They'd have seen him fly in too. And Fitch knows all the secret passages, they'll have them covered...."
"Stop worrying, Oliver," said Alicia soothingly, "we don't mind a bit of rain."
"I know," said Harry, "but McGonagall still wants to strip it down --"
"Why?" chorused the rest of the team.
"Why --?" Harry began. Lupin looked at him and answered the unfinished question.
"Ready?" said Lupin, who looked as though he were doing this against his better judgment. "Concentrating hard? All right -- go!"
"Early Christmas present for you, Harry," he said.
"What's this, Hagrid?"
"Oddsbodikins," said Harry to Sir Cadogan, who looked extremely disappointed and reluctantly swung forward to let them into the common room. There was a sudden, excited murmur as every head turned and the next moment, Harry was surrounded by people exclaiming over his Firebolt.
"Hear, hear!" squeaked tiny Professor Flitwick, whose feet were dangling a foot from the ground.
"What?" said Harry, looking from one to the other.
"No!" said Hermione quickly. "Harry isn't supposed to leave the castle, Ron --"
The trip to Hagrid's, though far from fun, had nevertheless had the effect Ron and Hermione had hoped. Though Harry had by no means forgotten about Black, he couldn't brood constantly on revenge if he wanted to help Hagrid win his case against the Committee for the Disposal of Dangerous Creatures. He, Ron, and Hermione went to the library the next day and returned to the empty common room laden with books that might help prepare a defense for Buckbeak. The three of them sat in front of the roaring fire, slowly turning the pages of dusty volumes about famous cases If marauding beasts, speaking occasionally when they ran across something relevant.
"Had a good Christmas?" he said, and then, without waiting for an answer, he sat down, lowered his voice, and said, "I've been, doing some thinking over Christmas, Harry. After last match, you know. If the dementors come to the next one... I mean... we can't afford you to -- well --"