Chapter 145 Saving the Little Eagle (Part 2)

"Buckbeak—no—!"

Hagrid lay sprawled over the Hippogriff, tears streaming down his face like a faucet, hitting its shiny fur.

It was dead and had stopped breathing. Its wings drooped at its sides. Its orange eyes were open, but there was no life in them.

This was the scene Dumbledore saw when he arrived at the scene where Buckbeak was tied up with Minister Fudge, officials from the Committee for the Disposal of Dangerous Creatures, and Executioner MacNeill.

"What's going on here?" Fudge demanded irritably. "Didn't I tell you to keep it properly tethered and isolated before execution, Hagrid?"

"I tied it to the fence in the pumpkin patch." Hagrid's face was full of sadness, his eyes were red and swollen, and his beard was full of tears. "I wanted it to breathe some fresh air. After all, it was going to be executed early--"

"I told it that it had not much time left," he cried out in agony, "but it was such a proud animal that it would rather die than lose its head!"

Fudge looked at him in amazement.

What the Minister of Magic did not notice was that the committee officials and executioner McNeill behind him exchanged glances with each other.

The two had already received gold galleons from Lucius beforehand.

McNeill threw aside his axe, which was not even sharpened.

"It whined for two hours and decided to kill itself—" Hagrid was still venting in grief and anger, "It's dead! It's dead! No one has the right to end its life except itself!"

Fudge frowned and avoided Hagrid's accusing look.

"What shall we do?"

He muttered, obviously unhappy, and his eyes roamed back and forth over Buckbeak, gradually filled with suspicion:

"Were the feathers of the Hippogriff as long as they were at the last trial? And were the claws as curved as they were?"

Hagrid sobbed in response, his face turning purple:

"Mr. Minister, it's still a baby. It will grow up! It's been several months. It's growing fast!"

Seeing that his acting skills could no longer hold up under Fudge's questioning, he began to stutter -

The official from the Dangerous Animal Disposal Committee took over the conversation with sympathy, rolled his eyes around, and said:

"Connelly, we have registered the characteristics of the sin beast, why don't we check it out."

Fudge nodded, stepped aside, and motioned for him and McNeill to come forward.

The two pretended to look at Buckbeak's eyelids and observe the condition of his pupils, and then plucked a feather and pretended to compare it with the one in the register.

"The color of the iris is consistent, and it's normal for feathers to change color as they grow—"

"Also the direction of the feathers, the condition of the beak... normal, no problem."

The official stood up and said to Fudge:

"Confirmed, it's the same one."

"All right." Fudge stamped his feet. He felt that he had been standing in the pumpkin patch for too long, and his shoes were covered with mud. "In that case, let's go through the procedures quickly. The beast is dead, so I guess we just need to sign the documents."

"The Committee on the Disposal of Dangerous Creatures has ruled that Buckbeak the Hippogriff shall be referred to as the Sinister Beast..."

The committee officials began to read the documents in front of the crowd.

"… sentenced to beheading, to be carried out by Walton McNeill, the executioner appointed by the committee…"

"...but the beast died of fear of crime before the execution, so beheading could not be carried out..."

"Witness: Rubeus Hagrid..."

They came and left in a hurry, taking the dead hippogriff with them.

And the next moment.

Hagrid, who was pinching his thigh and crying in pain the previous second, grinned. He strode into the cabin and hugged Jian Yu.

"Jade! I don't know how to thank you!" He lifted her into the air and spun her around, then laid her back down in the armchair. "You saved Buckbeak! You just saved my life!"

Jian Yu had just crawled out of Newt's suitcase when she was suddenly hugged by such a bear. She felt like she was almost foaming at the mouth and her internal organs were about to be crushed out.

Behind her, Newt, who had half emerged from the box, saw the scene and shrank back in fear.

Fortunately, Hagrid didn't get so excited that he lost his mind and picked up the centenarian and spun him around in a circle.

"Thank you, Mr. Scamander!" He shook hands with Newt. "You and Jade are my benefactors, and Buckbeak's benefactors!"

Newt returned the handshake in a friendly manner, smiling slightly.

He thought his apprentice Jian Yu was simply a genius!

First, I came up with this plan of substituting one thing for another -

The next step is to smooth over the relationship with the difficult Ministry of Magic -

She was indeed born to work with him in protecting magical creatures!

"Perhaps you would be willing to help me look after it for a while." Jane Yu was a little reluctant. She had just fed Buckbeak in Newt's suitcase. "Once I convince Dumbledore, I will come to your place to take care of them!"

She promised Newt solemnly.

In fact, she was already imagining herself riding a majestic hippogriff and running around with Newt after dropping out of school.

"Uh..." Hearing her words, Newt scratched his head and said shyly, "Jade, have I ever told you--"

Jian Yu suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

Her smile froze on her face.

"I discussed it with Albus last night and decided to apply for the position of Care of Magical Creatures."

Newt smiled slightly, looking kind and warm.

——But what he said made Jian Yuru feel like he was in an ice cave.

"I believe that interests should be cultivated from an early age, but Albus believes that basic education is also essential. I know you miss me very much... so this is the compromise we discussed."

"It just so happens that Mr. Hagrid can continue to stay and be my assistant..."

Jian Yu felt like she was about to break.

She wanted to cry but had no tears, and for a moment she felt terrible.

Although she had already made a plan to unite resources outside the school...

But that is in the hope that they can take themselves out of school, rather than turning them from off-campus resources into on-campus resources!

This plan has not only gone too far, it has clearly gone down the drain!

She thought she should have tailored a plan for dropping out of school, not a plan for building Hogwarts?

Is Hogwarts the chosen one?

She sighed and could only light the candle for the plan silently.

But a few days later——

Jian Yu, who had just finished mourning the loss of her own plan, suddenly learned of an explosive news.

This suddenly brought her plan back to normal.