¡°What's that?¡± he snarled, staring at the envelope Harry was still clutching in his hand. ¡°If it's another form for me to sign, you've got another ¡ª¡±
¡°My memory is as good as it ever was, Severus,¡± said Dumbledore quietly.
Severus Snape was pulling off the Invisibility Cloak, his wand pointing directly at Lupin.
Harry was suddenly on his feet. Rage such as he had not felt since his last night in Privet Drive was coursing through him. He didn't care that Snape's face had gone rigid, the black eyes flashing dangerously.
Harry cast his mind around and it landed on Buckbeak.
He had forgotten about magic ¡ª he had forgotten that he was short and skinny and thirteen, whereas Black was a tall, full-grown man ¡ª all Harry knew was that he wanted to hurt Black as badly as he could and that he didn't care how much he got hurt in return ¡ª