Harry was too busy feeling sorry for Neville to notice immediately that he had a letter too. Hedwig got his attention by nipping him sharply on the wrist.
¡°Well, Harry,¡± said Fudge, pouring out tea, ¡°you've had us all in a right flap, I don't mind telling you. Running away from your aunt and uncle's house like that! I'd started to think¡but you're safe, and that's what matters.¡±
Harry heard the door of the hall creak open again, and more footsteps.
¡°Will you let me have a go?¡±
As Fudge's voice started again, Harry darted out from behind his tree, vaulted the fence into the pumpkin patch, and approached Buckbeak.