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"
Yeh
could
've
died
!
"
sobbed
Hagrid
.
"
An
'
don
'
say
the
name
!
"
"
VOLDEMORT
!
"
Harry
bellowed
,
and
Hagrid
was
so
shocked
,
he
stopped
crying
.
"
I
've
met
him
and
I
'm
calling
him
by
his
name
.
Please
cheer
up
,
Hagrid
,
we
saved
the
Stone
,
it
's
gone
,
he
ca
n't
use
it
.
Have
a
Chocolate
Frog
,
I
've
got
loads
...
"
Hagrid
wiped
his
nose
on
the
back
of
his
hand
and
said
,
"
That
reminds
me
.
I
've
got
yeh
a
present
.
"
"
It
's
not
a
stoat
sandwich
,
is
it
?
"
said
Harry
anxiously
,
and
at
last
Hagrid
gave
a
weak
chuckle
.
"
Nah
.
Dumbledore
gave
me
the
day
off
yesterday
ter
fix
it
.
'
course
,
he
shoulda
sacked
me
instead
--
anyway
,
got
yeh
this
...
"
It
seemed
to
be
a
handsome
,
leather-covered
book
.
Harry
opened
it
curiously
.
It
was
full
of
wizard
photographs
.
Smiling
and
waving
at
him
from
every
page
were
his
mother
and
father
.
"
Sent
owls
off
ter
all
yer
parents
'
old
school
friends
,
askin
'
fer
photos
...
knew
yeh
didn
'
have
any
...
d'yeh
like
it
?
"
Harry
could
n't
speak
,
but
Hagrid
understood
.
Harry
made
his
way
down
to
the
end-of-year
feast
alone
that
night
.
He
had
been
held
up
by
Madam
Pomfrey
's
fussing
about
,
insisting
on
giving
him
one
last
checkup
,
so
the
Great
Hall
was
already
full
.
It
was
decked
out
in
the
Slytherin
colors
of
green
and
silver
to
celebrate
Slytherin
's
winning
the
house
cup
for
the
seventh
year
in
a
row
.
A
huge
banner
showing
the
Slytherin
serpent
covered
the
wall
behind
the
High
Table
.
