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"
DO
N'T
--
"
screamed
Snape
,
and
his
face
was
suddenly
demented
,
inhuman
,
as
though
he
was
in
as
much
pain
as
the
yelping
,
howling
dog
stuck
in
the
burning
house
behind
them
,
"
--
CALL
ME
COWARD
!
"
And
he
slashed
at
the
air
:
Harry
felt
a
white-hot
,
whiplike
something
hit
him
across
the
face
and
was
slammed
backward
into
the
ground
.
Spots
of
light
burst
in
front
of
his
eyes
and
for
a
moment
all
the
breath
seemed
to
have
gone
from
his
body
,
then
he
heard
a
rush
of
wings
above
him
and
something
enormous
obscured
the
stars
.
Buckbeak
had
flown
at
Snape
,
who
staggered
backward
as
the
razor-sharp
claws
slashed
at
him
.
As
Harry
raised
himself
into
a
sitting
position
,
his
head
still
swimming
from
its
last
contact
with
the
ground
,
he
saw
Snape
running
as
hard
as
he
could
,
the
enormous
beast
flapping
behind
him
and
screeching
as
Harry
had
never
heard
him
screech
--
Harry
struggled
to
his
feet
,
looking
around
groggily
for
his
wand
,
hoping
to
give
chase
again
,
but
even
as
his
fingers
fumbled
in
the
grass
,
discarding
twigs
,
he
knew
it
would
be
too
late
,
and
sure
enough
,
by
the
time
he
had
located
his
wand
,
he
turned
only
to
see
the
hippogriff
circling
the
gates
.
Snape
had
managed
to
Disapparate
just
beyond
the
school
's
boundaries
.
"
Hagrid
,
"
muttered
Harry
,
still
dazed
,
looking
around
.
"
HAGRID
?
"
He
stumbled
toward
the
burning
house
as
an
enormous
figure
emerged
from
out
of
the
flames
carrying
Fang
on
his
back
.
With
a
cry
of
thankfulness
,
Harry
sank
to
his
knees
;
he
was
shaking
in
every
limb
,
his
body
ached
all
over
,
and
his
breath
came
in
painful
stabs
.
"
Yeh
all
righ
'
,
Harry
?
Yeh
all
righ
'
?
Speak
ter
me
,
Harry
...
"
Hagrid
's
huge
,
hairy
face
was
swimming
above
Harry
,
blocking
out
the
stars
.
Harry
could
smell
burnt
wood
and
dog
hair
;
he
put
out
a
hand
and
felt
Fang
's
reassuringly
warm
and
alive
body
quivering
beside
him
.
"
I
'm
all
right
,
"
panted
Harry
.
"
Are
you
?
"
"
Course
I
am
...
take
more
'n
that
ter
finish
me
.
"
