Two Hippogriffs and an enormous Occamy carried the four of them past several sheer cliffs and straight out over the vast ocean.
"To avoid being disturbed so he could devote himself to studying everything about Fantastic Beasts, my father found an uninhabited island out in the ocean," Taff explained loudly to Su Er and the others, riding Buckbeak alongside Sanbick.
Before Su Er and the others could respond, Hagrid shouted from the other side, "What are you saying, Taff?"
"Nothing. We're nearly there," Taff shouted back.
Ever since the Occamy had taken flight, Hagrid had been lying flat on Mina's back, his arms wrapped around her long neck. His face was pale, and he looked extremely tense.
"I never thought Hagrid would be afraid of heights," Su Er said, turning his head to speak into Hermione's ear.
Hermione felt a rush of warm breath in her ear, and her face flushed. She loosened one arm from around Su Er's waist and gave him a light, reproachful pat.
"How about flying a little faster?" Taff spoke again beside them. "I don't think Hagrid can hold on much longer."
"No objections here, Mr. Scamander," Su Er replied loudly. As his words fell, he felt her arms tighten around his waist and her soft cheek press against his back.
"You've got some nerve, lad." Taff laughed heartily and gave Buckbeak's neck a firm pat. "Faster, buddy."
Buckbeak raised his head with a piercing cry, beat his wings hard several times, and shot forward like an arrow. Sanbick learned what he was supposed to do from Buckbeak's cry and followed suit, beating his wings.
The gentle breeze against Su Er's face suddenly turned fierce. He had to bury his head against Sanbick's neck as the clamorous wind howled past his ears. Sanbick seemed to