One by one, the pairs of feet in front of Harry took the weight of their owners once more; hems of cloaks swung into sight, and Madam Rosmerta's glittering heels disappeared behind the bar. The door of the Three Broomsticks opened again, there was another flurry of snow, and the teachers had disappeared.
¡°Come on!¡± he muttered, staring about. ¡°Where are you? Dad, come on ¡ª¡±
¡°He's tried,¡± said Hagrid. ¡°He's got no power ter overrule the Committee. He told ¡®em Buckbeak's all right, but they're scared¡Yeh know what Lucius Malfoy's like¡threatened ¡®em, I expect¡an¡¯ the executioner, Macnair, he's an old pal o¡¯ Malfoy's¡but it'll be quick an¡¯ clean¡an¡¯ I'll be beside him¡.¡±
¡°Expecto patronum!¡± Harry yelled. ¡°Expecto patronum! Expecto Pat ¡ª¡±