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This
time
,
ready
for
it
,
Harry
recognized
Parseltongue
;
even
while
he
could
understand
what
was
being
said
,
he
distinguished
the
weird
hissing
noise
that
was
all
Ogden
could
hear
.
Morfin
seemed
to
be
on
the
point
of
disagreeing
,
but
when
his
father
cast
him
a
threatening
look
he
changed
his
mind
,
lumbering
away
to
the
cottage
with
an
odd
rolling
gait
and
slamming
the
front
door
behind
him
,
so
that
the
snake
swung
sadly
again
.
"
It
's
your
son
I
'm
here
to
see
,
Mr.
Gaunt
,
"
said
Ogden
,
as
he
mopped
the
last
of
the
pus
from
the
front
of
his
coat
.
"
That
was
Morfin
,
was
n't
it
?
"
"
Ar
,
that
was
Morfin
,
"
said
the
old
man
indifferently
.
"
Are
you
pure-blood
?
"
he
asked
,
suddenly
aggressive
.
"
That
's
neither
here
nor
there
,
"
said
Ogden
coldly
,
and
Harry
felt
his
respect
for
Ogden
rise
.
Apparently
Gaunt
felt
rather
differently
.
He
squinted
into
Ogden
's
face
and
muttered
,
in
what
was
clearly
supposed
to
be
an
offensive
tone
,
"
Now
I
come
to
think
about
it
,
I
've
seen
noses
like
yours
down
in
the
village
.
"
"
I
do
n't
doubt
it
,
if
your
son
's
been
let
loose
on
them
,
"
said
Ogden
.
"
Perhaps
we
could
continue
this
discussion
inside
?
"
"
Inside
?
"
"
Yes
,
Mr.
Gaunt
.
I
've
already
told
you
.
I
'm
here
about
Morfin
.
We
sent
an
owl
--
"
"
I
've
no
use
for
owls
,
"
said
Gaunt
.
"
I
do
n't
open
letters
.
"
