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"
Hagrid
!
"
Harry
called
,
holding
on
to
the
bike
for
dear
life
.
"
Hagrid
--
Accio
Hagrid
!
"
The
motorbike
sped
up
,
sucked
towards
the
earth
.
Face
level
with
the
handlebars
,
Harry
could
see
nothing
but
distant
lights
growing
nearer
and
nearer
:
He
was
going
to
crash
and
there
was
nothing
he
could
do
about
it
.
Behind
him
came
another
scream
,
"
Your
wand
,
Selwyn
,
give
me
your
wand
!
"
He
felt
Voldemort
before
he
saw
him
Looking
sideways
,
he
stared
into
the
red
eyes
and
was
sure
they
would
be
the
last
thing
he
ever
saw
:
Voldemort
preparing
to
curse
him
once
more
--
And
then
Voldemort
vanished
.
Harry
looked
down
and
saw
Hagrid
spread-eagled
on
the
ground
below
him
.
He
pulled
hard
at
the
handlebars
to
avoid
hitting
him
,
groped
for
the
brake
,
but
with
an
earsplitting
,
ground
trembling
crash
,
he
smashed
into
a
muddy
pond
.
"
Hagrid
?
"
Harry
struggled
to
raise
himself
out
of
the
debris
of
metal
and
leather
that
surrounded
him
;
his
hands
sank
into
inches
of
muddy
water
as
he
tried
to
stand
.
He
could
not
understand
where
Voldemort
had
gone
and
expected
him
to
swoop
out
of
the
darkness
at
any
moment
.
Something
hot
and
wet
was
trickling
down
his
chin
and
from
his
forehead
.
He
crawled
out
of
the
pond
and
stumbled
toward
the
great
dark
mass
on
the
ground
that
was
Hagrid
.
"
Hagrid
?
Hagrid
,
talk
to
me
--
"
But
the
dark
mass
did
not
stir
.
"
Who
's
there
?
Is
it
Potter
?
Are
you
Harry
Potter
?
"
