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"
Alohomora
!
"
The
window
sprang
open
.
"
How
--
how
--
?
"
said
Black
weakly
,
staring
at
the
Hippogriff
.
"
Get
on
--
there
's
not
much
time
,
"
said
Harry
,
gripping
Buckbeak
firmly
on
either
side
of
his
sleek
neck
to
hold
him
steady
.
"
You
've
got
to
get
out
of
here
-
the
Dementors
are
coming
--
Macnair
's
gone
to
get
them
.
"
Black
placed
a
hand
on
either
side
of
the
window
frame
and
heaved
his
head
and
shoulders
out
of
it
.
It
was
very
lucky
he
was
so
thin
.
In
seconds
,
he
had
managed
to
fling
one
leg
over
Buckbeak
's
back
and
pull
himself
onto
the
Hippogriff
behind
Hermione
.
"
Okay
,
Buckbeak
,
up
!
"
said
Harry
,
shaking
the
rope
.
"
Up
to
the
tower
--
come
on
.
"
The
Hippogriff
gave
one
sweep
of
its
mighty
wings
and
they
were
soaring
upward
again
,
high
as
the
top
of
the
West
Tower
.
Buckbeak
landed
with
a
clatter
on
the
battlements
,
and
Harry
and
Hermione
slid
off
him
at
once
"
Sirius
,
you
'd
better
go
,
quick
,
"
Harry
panted
.
"
They
'll
reach
Flitwick
's
office
any
moment
,
they
'll
find
out
you
're
gone
.
"
Buckbeak
pawed
the
ground
,
tossing
his
sharp
head
.
"
What
happened
to
the
other
boy
?
Ron
?
"
croaked
Sirius
.
