Powell drew his gun, the first time he had done so since accidentally killing a 13 year-old boy years earlier, and decisively shot him dead.They were a peaceful ribe, setting traps, fishing, hunting.And there was a custom among them.Every July, when the heat and the humidity on the island became unbearable, they would send their wives and children away for the summer, up the river to the cooler highlands, or, if they could afford it, to the seashore.Feeling alone as winter approached, Harry wandered into the forest where he found Luna tending to the strange-looking Thestrals, the gentle winged horse creatures that only they could see pulling the carriages.The maker of the artificial hand reached for a meat cleaver with his left hand, and chopped off his right hand -- causing the amputated wrist to squirt blood - and others standing around to wince.