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'
BAD
BOY
,
GRAWPY
!
'
they
heard
Hagrid
yelling
,
as
Hermione
clung
to
Harry
behind
the
tree
,
shaking
and
whimpering
.
'VE
RY
BAD
BOY
!
YEH
DON
'
GRAB
--
OUCH
!
'
Harry
poked
his
head
out
from
around
the
trunk
and
saw
Hagrid
lying
on
his
back
,
his
hand
over
his
nose
.
Grawp
,
apparently
losing
interest
,
had
straightened
up
and
was
again
engaged
in
pulling
back
the
pine
as
far
as
it
would
go
.
'
Righ
'
,
'
said
Hagrid
thickly
,
getting
up
with
one
hand
pinching
his
bleeding
nose
and
the
other
grasping
his
crossbow
,
'
well
...
there
yeh
are
...
yeh
've
met
him
an
'
--
an
'
now
he
'll
know
yeh
when
yeh
come
back
.
Yeah
...
well
...
'
He
looked
up
at
Grawp
,
who
was
now
pulling
back
the
pine
with
an
expression
of
detached
pleasure
on
his
boulderish
face
;
the
roots
were
creaking
as
he
ripped
them
away
from
the
ground
.
'
Well
,
I
reckon
tha
's
enough
fer
one
day
,
'
said
Hagrid
.
'
We
'll
--
'
er
--
we
'll
go
back
now
,
shall
we
?
'
Harry
and
Hermione
nodded
.
Hagrid
shouldered
his
crossbow
again
and
,
still
pinching
his
nose
,
led
the
way
back
into
the
trees
.
Nobody
spoke
for
a
while
,
not
even
when
they
heard
the
distant
crash
that
meant
Grawp
had
pulled
over
the
pine
tree
at
last
.
Hermione
's
face
was
pale
and
set
.
Harry
could
not
think
of
a
single
thing
to
say
.
What
on
earth
was
going
to
happen
when
somebody
found
out
that
Hagrid
had
hidden
Grawp
in
the
Forbidden
Forest
?
And
he
had
promised
that
he
,
Ron
and
Hermione
would
continue
Hagrid
's
totally
pointless
attempts
to
civilise
the
giant
.
How
could
Hagrid
,
even
with
his
immense
capacity
to
delude
himself
that
fanged
monsters
were
loveably
harmless
,
fool
himself
that
Grawp
would
ever
be
fit
to
mix
with
humans
?
'
Hold
it
,
'
said
Hagrid
abruptly
,
just
as
Harry
and
Hermione
were
struggling
through
a
patch
of
thick
knotgrass
behind
him
.
He
pulled
an
arrow
out
of
the
quiver
over
his
shoulder
and
fitted
it
into
the
crossbow
.
Harry
and
Hermione
raised
their
wands
;
now
that
they
had
stopped
walking
,
they
,
too
,
could
hear
movement
close
by
.
'
Oh
,
blimey
,
'
said
Hagrid
quietly
.
'
I
thought
we
told
you
,
Hagrid
,
'
said
a
deep
male
voice
,
'
That
you
are
no
longer
welcome
here
?
'
