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There was a howl and a rumbling growl; Harry turned to see the werewolf taking flight; it was galloping into the forest --
"They can't kill him --"
"You should talk," said Harry, staring at the floating car.
"My apologies, Poppy, but I need a word with Mr. Potter and Miss Granger," said Dumbledore calmly. "I have just been talking to Sirius Black --"
"If you don't mind me asking, how -- how did you get out of Azkaban, if you didn't use Dark Magic?"
It looked as though it had once been a large stone pigpen, but extra rooms had been added here and there until it was several stories high and so crooked it looked as though it were held up by magic (which, Harry reminded himself, it probably was). Four or five chimneys were perched on top of the red roof. A lopsided sign stuck in the ground near the entrance read, THE BuRRow. Around the front door lay a jumble of rubber boots and a very rusty cauldron. Several fat brown chickens were pecking their way around the yard.
"Thank you!" gasped Pettigrew, nodding frantically at her. "Exactly! Precisely what I --"
"Now what?" whispered Harry, looking around.
"I don't know -- Harry, look at Snape!"
"Fascinating." he would say as Harry talked him through using a telephone. "Ingenious, really, how many ways Muggles have found of getting along without magic."
"He's there!" Harry said, spotting Sirius as they rose up beside the window. He reached out, and as Buckbeak's wings fell, was able to tap sharply on the glass.
The air was warm again....
Lower and lower went the flying car. The edge of a brilliant red sun was now gleaming through the trees.