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Harry put his foot on the top of Buckbeaks wing and hoisted himself onto its back. Buckbeak stood up. Harry wasn't sure where to hold on; everything in front of him was covered with feathers.
"Why would anyone bother looking after them?" said Ron, after yet another hour of poking shredded lettuce down the flobberworms' throats.
Ron stared as Professor McGonagall ushered Harry and Hermione away from the chattering crowd; they accompanied her across the entrance hall, up the marble staircase, and along a corridor.
"One minute you were right behind us, the next moment, you were back at the bottom of the stairs again."
"Yeah, that's right," said Harry offhandedly.
Fudge cleared his throat loudly and picked up his pinstriped cloak.
Malfoy gave Professor Lupin an insolent stare, which took in the patches on his robes and the delapidated suitcase. With a tiny hint of sarcasm in his voice, he said, "Oh, no -- er -- Professor," then he smirked at Crabbe and Goyle and led them up the steps into the castle.
Harry ignored him and made his solitary way up the marble staircase, through the deserted corridors, and back to Gryffindor Tower.
"He's gorgeous, isn't he?" said Hermione, glowing.
"'Bye, Neville!" called Stan.
Neville put up his hand.
"We've got it," Fred whispered to Harry. "We've been improving it."
But Malfoy's eyes were shining malevolently, and they were fixed Harry. He leaned across the table.
"Oliver, this year's our year," said Fred.
"He's been through the mill, this one," she said.
There wasn't much room inside. Every inch of wall was hidden by cages. It was smelly and very noisy because the occupants Of these cages were all squeaking, squawking, jabbering, or hissing. The witch behind the counter was already advising a wizard on the care of double-ended newts, so Harry, Ron, and Hermione waited, examining the cages.？