¡°Ron, be quiet!¡± Hermione whispered urgently. ¡°Fudge'll be out here in a minute ¡ª¡±
The opportunity was too perfect to miss. Harry crept silently around behind Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle, bent down, and scooped a large handful of mud out of the path.
She took the end of Buckbeak's rope and tied it securely around the nearest tree, then sat down on the dry ground, arms around her knees.
¡°Ron¡haven't I been a good friend¡a good pet? You won't let them kill me, Ron, will you¡you're on my side, aren't you?¡±