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"Harry, Harry, what's this?" said Fudge, looking agitated. "You should be in bed -- has he had any chocolate?" he asked Madam Pomfrey anxiously.
"Yes," said Harry and Ron together, instantly.
It stopped on the bank. Its hooves made no mark on the soft ground as it stared at Harry with its large, silver eyes. Slowly, it bowed its antlered head. And Harry realized... "Prongs, "he whispered.
"Of course, I thought you wouldn't want to," said Black quickly. "I understand, I just thought I'd --"
This proposal had the effect of cheering Harry up a great deal.
"Gerroff me! Gerroff me!" squealed the gnome.
"It's not," said Harry cheerfully. "It's a letter from my godfather."
Everything was slightly blurred. Somebody had removed his glasses. He was lying in the dark hospital wing. At the very end of the ward, he could make out Madam Pomfrey with her back to him, bending over a bed. Harry squinted. Ron's red hair was visible beneath Madam Pomfrey's arm.
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.
"Professor Lupin?" said Hermione timidly. "Can -- can I say something?"
"Didn't make any difference?" said Dumbledore quietly, "It made all the difference in the world, Harry. You helped uncover the truth. You saved an innocent man from a terrible fate."
"What?" said Ron and Hermione excitedly. "Read it aloud!"
"Harry Potter mustn't be angry with Dobby. Dobby did it for the best - "
At that moment, there was a crash of breaking china from inside Hagrid's cabin.