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"Black! Sirius Black! With a knife!"
As though an invisible hand were writing upon it, words appeared on the smooth surface of the map.
"Expelliarmus!"he croaked, pointing Ron's wand at them.
"You might have been wearing your father's old cloak, Harry--"
A mass of filthy, matted hair hung to his elbows. If eyes hadn't been shining out of the deep, dark sockets, he might have been a corpse. The waxy skin was stretched so tightly over the bones of his face, it looked like a skull. His yellow teeth were bared in a grin. It was Sirius Black.
"You've got to listen to me," Black said, and there was a note of urgency in his voice now. "You'll regret it if you don't.... You don't understand...."
"Malfoy's dad's frightened the Committee into it," said Hermione, wiping her eyes. "You know what he's like. They're a bunch of doddery old fools, and they were scared. There'll be an appeal, though, there always is. Only I can't see any hope.... Nothing will have changed."
He seemed numb with shock at the verdict.
Harry cast his mind around and it landed on Buckbeak.
"Hermione," said Hagrid.
Relieved, Harry got up, picked up his bag and turned to go, but then a loud, harsh voice spoke behind him.
"What did you say to me, Potter?"
Ron had to hold onto the fence to keep himself standing, he was laughing so hard. Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle spun stupidly on the spot, staring wildly around, Malfoy trying to wipe his hair clean.
Harry made up his mind in a split second. Before Snape could take even one step toward him, he had raised his wand.
"You're going to be fine," Hermione told him, though she looked positively terrified.