Someone else had approached them, bowing. He was huge, perhaps as tall as Draco, and fitted in an old cloak that might double as an ugly curtain. A thick, ragged scar had been carved up one cheek. His balding had advanced quite thoroughly since the last time Hermione had seen him, but despite that, his form was still strong and formidable. Hermione remembered the heavy ax he'd carried the day he had come to Hogwarts to execute Buckbeak.