"Let's move along a bit," Hermione whispered. "We need to get nearer to Buckbeak!" 

They crept through the trees until they saw the nervous hippogriff, tethered to the fence around Hagrid's pumpkin patch. 

"Now?" Harry whispered. 

"No!" said Hermione. "If we steal him now, those Committee people will think Hagrid set him free! We've got to wait until they've seen he's tied outside!"

 "That's going to give us about sixty seconds," said Harry. This was starting to seem impossible.

"Don't worry. A lot can happen in sixty seconds," said Amelia.

"Like what?" asked Harry.

"Um," Amelia paused. "Reheating pizza!"

Harry sighed. "Why am I friends with you?"

"Becouse you love me."

"Debatable."

"Ouch,"

 At that moment, there was a crash of breaking china from inside Hagrid's cabin. 

"That's Hagrid breaking the milk jug," Hermione whispered. "I'm going to find Scabbers in a moment --"

"That rat," hissed Amelia.

 Sure enough, a few minutes later, they heard Hermione's shriek of surprise. 

"Hermione," said Harry suddenly, "what if we -- we just run in there and grab Pettigrew --" 

"No!" said Hermione in a terrified whisper.

 "Don't you understand? We're breaking one of the most important wizarding laws! Nobody's supposed to change time, nobody! You heard Dumbledore, if we're seen --" 

"We'd only be seen by ourselves and Hagrid!"

 "Harry, what do you think you'd do if you saw yourself bursting into Hagrid's house?" said Hermione.

 "I'd -- I'd think I'd gone mad," said Harry, "or I'd think there was some Dark Magic going on --"