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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.

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