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"
Is
that
where
--
?
"
whispered
Professor
McGonagall
.
"
Yes
,
"
said
Dumbledore
.
"
He
'll
have
that
scar
forever
.
"
"
Could
n't
you
do
something
about
it
,
Dumbledore
?
"
"
Even
if
I
could
,
I
would
n't
.
Scars
can
come
in
handy
.
I
have
one
myself
above
my
left
knee
that
is
a
perfect
map
of
the
London
Underground
.
Well
--
give
him
here
,
Hagrid
--
we
'd
better
get
this
over
with
.
"
Dumbledore
took
Harry
in
his
arms
and
turned
toward
the
Dursleys
'
house
.
"
Could
I
--
could
I
say
good-bye
to
him
,
sir
?
"
asked
Hagrid
.
He
bent
his
great
,
shaggy
head
over
Harry
and
gave
him
what
must
have
been
a
very
scratchy
,
whiskery
kiss
.
Then
,
suddenly
,
Hagrid
let
out
a
howl
like
a
wounded
dog
.
"
Shhh
!
"
hissed
Professor
McGonagall
,
"
you
'll
wake
the
Muggles
!
"
"
S-s-sorry
,
"
sobbed
Hagrid
,
taking
out
a
large
,
spotted
handkerchief
and
burying
his
face
in
it
.
"
But
I
c-c-can
'
t
stand
it
--
Lily
an
'
James
dead
--
an
'
poor
little
Harry
off
ter
live
with
Muggles
--
"
"
Yes
,
yes
,
its
all
very
sad
,
but
get
a
grip
on
yourself
,
Hagrid
,
or
we
'll
be
found
,
"
Professor
McGonagall
whispered
,
patting
Hagrid
gingerly
on
the
arm
as
Dumbledore
stepped
over
the
low
garden
wall
and
walked
to
the
front
door
.
He
laid
Harry
gently
on
the
doorstep
,
took
a
letter
out
of
his
cloak
,
tucked
it
inside
Harry
's
blankets
,
and
then
came
back
to
the
other
two
.
For
a
full
minute
the
three
of
them
stood
and
looked
at
the
little
bundle
;
Hagrid
's
shoulders
shook
,
Professor
McGonagall
blinked
furiously
,
and
the
twinkling
light
that
usually
shone
from
Dumbledore
's
eyes
seemed
to
have
gone
out
.
"
Well
,
"
said
Dumbledore
finally
,
"
that
's
that
.
We
've
no
business
staying
here
.
We
may
as
well
go
and
join
the
celebrations
.
"
