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The
black
dog
sniffed
Harry
's
bag
eagerly
,
wagged
its
tail
once
,
then
turned
and
began
to
trot
away
from
them
across
the
scrubby
patch
of
ground
that
rose
to
meet
the
rocky
foot
of
the
mountain
.
Harry
,
Ron
,
and
Hermione
climbed
over
the
stile
and
followed
.
Sirius
led
them
to
the
very
foot
of
the
mountain
,
where
the
ground
was
covered
with
boulders
and
rocks
.
It
was
easy
for
him
,
with
his
four
paws
,
but
Harry
,
Ron
,
and
Hermione
were
soon
out
of
breath
.
They
followed
Sirius
higher
,
up
onto
the
mountain
itself
.
For
nearly
half
an
hour
they
climbed
a
steep
,
winding
,
and
stony
path
,
following
Sirius
's
wagging
tail
,
sweating
in
the
sun
,
the
shoulder
straps
of
Harry
's
bag
cutting
into
his
shoulders
.
Then
,
at
last
,
Sirius
slipped
out
of
sight
,
and
when
they
reached
the
place
where
he
had
vanished
,
they
saw
a
narrow
fissure
in
the
rock
.
They
squeezed
into
it
and
found
themselves
in
a
cool
,
dimly
lit
cave
.
Tethered
at
the
end
of
it
,
one
end
of
his
rope
around
a
large
rock
,
was
Buckbeak
the
hippogriff
.
Half
gray
horse
,
half
giant
eagle
,
Buckbeak
's
fierce
orange
eye
flashed
at
the
sight
of
them
.
All
three
of
them
bowed
low
to
him
,
and
after
regarding
them
imperiously
for
a
moment
,
Buckbeak
bent
his
scaly
front
knees
and
allowed
Hermione
to
rush
forward
and
stroke
his
feathery
neck
.
Harry
,
however
,
was
looking
at
the
black
dog
,
which
had
just
turned
into
his
godfather
.
Sirius
was
wearing
ragged
gray
robes
;
the
same
ones
he
had
been
wearing
when
he
had
left
Azkaban
.
His
black
hair
was
longer
than
it
had
been
when
he
had
appeared
in
the
fire
,
and
it
was
untidy
and
matted
once
more
.
He
looked
very
thin
.
"
Chicken
!
"
he
said
hoarsely
after
removing
the
old
Daily
Prophets
from
his
mouth
and
throwing
them
down
onto
the
cave
floor
.
Harry
pulled
open
his
bag
and
handed
over
the
bundle
of
chicken
legs
and
bread
.
"
Thanks
,
"
said
Sirius
,
opening
it
,
grabbing
a
drumstick
,
sitting
down
on
the
cave
floor
,
and
tearing
off
a
large
chunk
with
his
teeth
.
"
I
've
been
living
off
rats
mostly
.
Ca
n't
steal
too
much
food
from
Hogsmeade
;
I
'd
draw
attention
to
myself
.
"
He
grinned
up
at
Harry
,
but
Harry
returned
the
grin
only
reluctantly
.
"
What
're
you
doing
here
,
Sirius
?
"
he
said
.
