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They
laid
him
to
rest
with
his
hat
inside
out
.
And
his
wand
snapped
in
two
,
which
was
sad
.
"
"
...
terrible
,
"
Hagrid
grunted
,
and
his
great
shaggy
head
rolled
sideways
onto
his
arms
and
he
fell
asleep
,
snoring
deeply
.
"
Sorry
,
"
said
Slughorn
with
a
hiccup
.
"
Ca
n't
carry
a
tune
to
save
my
life
.
"
"
Hagrid
was
n't
talking
about
your
singing
,
"
said
Harry
quietly
.
"
He
was
talking
about
my
mum
and
dad
dying
.
"
"
Oh
,
"
said
Slughorn
,
repressing
a
large
belch
.
"
Oh
dear
.
Yes
,
that
was
--
was
terrible
indeed
.
Terrible
...
terrible
...
"
He
looked
quite
at
a
loss
for
what
to
say
,
and
resorted
to
refilling
their
mugs
.
"
I
do
n't
--
do
n't
suppose
you
remember
it
,
Harry
?
"
he
asked
awkwardly
.
"
No
--
well
,
I
was
only
one
when
they
died
,
"
said
Harry
,
his
eyes
on
the
flame
of
the
candle
flickering
in
Hagrid
's
heavy
snores
.
"
But
I
've
found
out
pretty
much
what
happened
since
.
My
dad
died
first
.
Did
you
know
that
?
"
"
I
--
I
did
n't
,
"
said
Slughorn
in
a
hushed
voice
.
