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He
picked
up
the
dusty
kettle
and
peered
inside
it
.
"
We
'll
need
water
...
.
"
"
There
's
a
tap
marked
on
this
map
the
Muggle
gave
us
,
"
said
Ron
,
who
had
followed
Harry
inside
the
tent
and
seemed
completely
unimpressed
by
its
extraordinary
inner
proportions
.
"
It
's
on
the
other
side
of
the
field
.
"
"
Well
,
why
do
n't
you
,
Harry
,
and
Hermione
go
and
get
us
some
water
then
-
"
Mr.
Weasley
handed
over
the
kettle
and
a
couple
of
saucepans
"
-
and
the
rest
of
us
will
get
some
wood
for
a
fire
?
"
"
But
we
've
got
an
oven
,
"
said
Ron
.
"
Why
ca
n't
we
just
-
"
"
Ron
,
anti-Muggle
security
!
"
said
Mr.
Weasley
,
his
face
shining
with
anticipation
.
"
When
real
Muggles
camp
,
they
cook
on
fires
outdoors
.
I
've
seen
them
at
it
!
"
After
a
quick
tour
of
the
girls
'
tent
,
which
was
slightly
smaller
than
the
boys
'
,
though
without
the
smell
of
cats
,
Harry
,
Ron
,
and
Hermione
set
off
across
the
campsite
with
the
kettle
and
saucepans
.
Now
,
with
the
sun
newly
risen
and
the
mist
lifting
,
they
could
see
the
city
of
tents
that
stretched
in
every
direction
.
They
made
their
way
slowly
through
the
rows
,
staring
eagerly
around
.
It
was
only
just
dawning
on
Harry
how
many
witches
and
wizards
there
must
be
in
the
world
;
he
had
never
really
thought
much
about
those
in
other
countries
.
Their
fellow
campers
were
starting
to
wake
up
.
First
to
stir
were
the
families
with
small
children
;
Harry
had
never
seen
witches
and
wizards
this
young
before
.
A
tiny
boy
no
older
than
two
was
crouched
outside
a
large
pyramid-shaped
tent
,
holding
a
wand
and
poking
happily
at
a
slug
in
the
grass
,
which
was
swelling
slowly
to
the
size
of
a
salami
.
As
they
drew
level
with
him
,
his
mother
came
hurrying
out
of
the
tent
.
"
How
many
times
,
Kevin
?
You
do
n't
-
touch
-
Daddy
's
-
wand
-
yecchh
!
"
She
had
trodden
on
the
giant
slug
,
which
burst
.
Her
scolding
carried
after
them
on
the
still
air
,
mingling
with
the
little
boy
's
yells
"
You
bust
slug
!
You
bust
slug
!
"
