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"
You
probably
do
n't
remember
--
"
Harry
began
.
"
--
that
I
was
the
goblin
who
showed
you
to
your
vault
,
the
first
time
you
ever
visited
Gringotts
?
"
said
Griphook
.
"
I
remember
,
Harry
Potter
.
Even
amongst
goblins
,
you
are
very
famous
.
"
Harry
and
the
goblin
looked
at
each
other
,
sizing
each
other
up
.
Harry
's
scar
was
still
prickling
.
He
wanted
to
get
through
this
interview
with
Griphook
quickly
,
and
at
the
same
time
was
afraid
of
making
a
false
move
.
While
he
tried
to
decide
on
the
best
way
to
approach
his
request
,
the
goblin
broke
the
silence
.
"
You
buried
the
elf
,
"
he
said
,
sounding
unexpectedly
rancorous
.
"
I
watched
you
from
the
window
of
the
bedroom
next
door
.
"
"
Yes
,
"
said
Harry
.
Griphook
looked
at
him
out
of
the
corners
of
his
slanting
black
eyes
.
"
You
are
an
unusual
wizard
,
Harry
Potter
.
"
"
In
what
way
?
"
asked
Harry
,
rubbing
his
scar
absently
.
"
You
dug
the
grave
.
"
"
So
?
"
