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The
Slytherins
murmured
agreement
and
a
few
Gryffindors
looked
as
though
they
thought
Malfoy
had
a
fair
point
,
too
.
'
Course
they
're
trained
,
'
said
Hagrid
,
scowling
and
hoisting
the
dead
cow
a
little
higher
on
his
shoulder
.
'S
o
what
happened
to
your
face
,
then
?
'
demanded
Malfoy
.
'M
ind
yer
own
business
!
'
said
Hagrid
,
angrily
.
'N
ow
,
if
yeh
've
finished
askin
'
stupid
questions
,
follow
me
!
'
He
turned
and
strode
straight
into
the
Forest
.
Nobody
seemed
much
disposed
to
follow
.
Harry
glanced
at
Ron
and
Hermione
,
who
sighed
but
nodded
,
and
the
three
of
them
set
off
after
Hagrid
,
leading
the
rest
of
the
class
.
They
walked
for
about
ten
minutes
until
they
reached
a
place
where
the
trees
stood
so
closely
together
that
it
was
as
dark
as
twilight
and
there
was
no
snow
at
all
on
the
ground
.
With
a
grunt
,
Hagrid
deposited
his
half
a
cow
on
the
ground
,
stepped
back
and
turned
to
face
his
class
,
most
of
whom
were
creeping
from
tree
to
tree
towards
him
,
peering
around
nervously
as
though
expecting
to
be
set
upon
at
any
moment
.
'
Gather
roun
'
,
gather
roun
'
,
'
Hagrid
encouraged
.
'N
ow
,
they
'll
be
attracted
by
the
smell
'
o
the
meat
but
I
'm
going
ter
give
em
a
call
anyway
,
'cause
they
'll
like
ter
know
it
's
me
.
'
He
turned
,
shook
his
shaggy
head
to
get
the
hair
out
of
his
face
and
gave
an
odd
,
shrieking
cry
that
echoed
through
the
dark
trees
like
the
call
of
some
monstrous
bird
.
Nobody
laughed
:
most
of
them
looked
too
scared
to
make
a
sound
.
Hagrid
gave
the
shrieking
cry
again
.
A
minute
passed
in
which
the
class
continued
to
peer
nervously
over
their
shoulders
and
around
trees
for
a
first
glimpse
of
whatever
it
was
that
was
coming
.
And
then
,
as
Hagrid
shook
his
hair
back
for
a
third
lime
and
expanded
his
enormous
chest
,
Harry
nudged
Ron
and
pointed
into
the
black
space
between
two
gnarled
yew
trees
.
