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He hurried over to Ron, bent down, tapped Ron's leg with his wand, and muttered, "Ferula." Bandages spun up Ron's leg, strapping it tightly to a splint. Lupin helped him to his feet; Ron put his weight gingerly on the leg and didn't wince.
"Okay, let's go," George whispered.
"I'm going to see him," he said to Ron and Hermione.
But Hermione was fumbling with the neck of her robes, pulling from beneath them a very long, very fine gold chain.
Pettigrew was muttering distractedly; Harry caught words like "far-fetched" and "lunacy," but he couldn't help paying more attention to the ashen color of Pettigrew's face and the way his eyes continued to dart toward the windows and door.
"If I manage to get into the Ministry, I'll have a lot of proposals to make about Magical Law Enforcement!" he told the only person who would listen -- his girlfriend, Penelope.
But it was late in the afternoon before the thing that made him truly happy turned up....
"Buckbeak, move!" Harry hissed.
"-- Pettigrew's front paw, I mean, finger, he cut it off --"
"Why're you staring at the hedge?" he said suspiciously.
"Friends who don't even write to Harry Potter?" said Dobby slyly.
"Well done," said Harry. "So you've finally learned the days of the week."
"Harry, there's something I don't understand.... Why didn't the dementors get Sirius? I remember them coming, and then I think I passed out... there were so many of them...."
"Go quick. Don' listen...."
"Harry," whispered Pettigrew, shuffling toward him, hands outstretched. "Harry, James wouldn't have wanted me killed.... James would have understood, Harry... he would have shown me mercy..."
"Don't be so ridiculous, Fred," said Mrs. Weasley, her cheeks rather pink. "All right, if you think you know better than Lockhart, you can go and get on with it, and woe betide you if there's a single gnome in that garden when I come out to inspect it.";