Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban Page #5

Inner Eye to see the future."

That's it. Come on, now. Come closer.

Less talking, if you don't mind.

I got a real treat for you today.

A great lesson. So follow me.

Right, you lot. Less chattering.

Form a group over there.

And open your books to page 49.

Exactly how do we do that?

Just stroke the spine, of course.

Goodness me.

- Don't be such a wimp, Longbottom.

- I'm okay. Okay.

- I think they're funny.

- Oh, yeah. Terribly funny.

Witty. God, this place

has gone to the dogs.

Wait until Father hears Dumbledore's

got this oaf teaching classes.

Shut up, Malfoy.

Dementor! Dementor!

- Just ignore him.

- You're supposed to stroke it.

Yeah.

Isn't he beautiful?

Say hello to Buckbeak.

Hagrid, exactly what is that?

That, Ron, is a hippogriff.

First thing you wanna know

is they're very proud creatures.

Very easily offended.

You do not want to insult a hippogriff.

It may be the last thing you ever do.

Now, who'd like to come

and say hello?

Well done, Harry. Well done.

Come on now.

Now...

...you have to let him make the first

move. It's only polite. So...

...step up. Give him a nice bow.

Then you wait

and see if he bows back.

If he does, you can go and touch him.

If not... Well,

we'll get to that later.

Just make your bow.

Nice and low.

Back off, Harry. Back off.

Keep still.

Keep still.

Well done, Harry. Well done.

Here, you big brute, you.

Right. I think you can go

and pat him now.

Go on. Don't be shy.

Nice and slow, now.

Nice and slow. Slow.

Not so fast, Harry.

Slow down, Harry. That's it...

Nice and slow.

Now let him come to you.

Slowly, now, slowly, slowly...

That's it...

Yes!

Well done! Well done, Harry,

well done!

Does he get to fly?

- I think he may let you ride him now.

- What?

- Come on.

- Hey, hey, hey!

Put you over here,

just behind the wing joint.

Don't pull out any of his feathers,

because he won't thank you for that.

Well done, Harry, and well done,

Buckbeak.

That was wicked, Harry!

Oh, please.

Well done, well done.

- How am I doing me first day?

- Brilliant, professor.

You're not dangerous at all, are you,

you great ugly brute!

Malfoy, no...

No!

Buckbeak!

Whoa, whoa, whoa...

Whoa! Buckbeak!

Away, you silly creature...

- It's killed me!

- Calm down. It's just a scratch!

Hagrid!

- He has to be taken to the hospital.

- I'm the teacher. I'll do it.

- You're gonna regret this.

- Class dismissed!

You and your bloody chicken!

Does it hurt terribly, Draco?

It comes and it goes.

Still, I consider myself lucky.

Madam Pomfrey said another minute

and I could've lost my arm.

- I can't do homework for weeks.

- Listen to the idiot.

- He's really laying it on thick, isn't he?

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