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381
From
an
inside
pocket
of
his
black
overcoat
he
pulled
a
slightly
squashed
box
.
Harry
opened
it
with
trembling
fingers
.
Inside
was
a
large
,
sticky
chocolate
cake
with
Happy
Birthday
Harry
written
on
it
in
green
icing
.
382
Harry
looked
up
at
the
giant
.
He
meant
to
say
thank
you
,
but
the
words
got
lost
on
the
way
to
his
mouth
,
and
what
he
said
instead
was
,
"
Who
are
you
?
"
383
The
giant
chuckled
.
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384
"
True
,
I
have
n't
introduced
meself
.
Rubeus
Hagrid
,
Keeper
of
Keys
and
Grounds
at
Hogwarts
.
"
385
He
held
out
an
enormous
hand
and
shook
Harry
's
whole
arm
.
386
"
What
about
that
tea
then
,
eh
?
"
he
said
,
rubbing
his
hands
together
.
"
I
'd
not
say
no
ter
summat
stronger
if
yeh
've
got
it
,
mind
.
"
387
His
eyes
fell
on
the
empty
grate
with
the
shriveled
chip
bags
in
it
and
he
snorted
.
He
bent
down
over
the
fireplace
;
they
could
n't
see
what
he
was
doing
but
when
he
drew
back
a
second
later
,
there
was
a
roaring
fire
there
.
It
filled
the
whole
damp
hut
with
flickering
light
and
Harry
felt
the
warmth
wash
over
him
as
though
he
'd
sunk
into
a
hot
bath
.
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388
The
giant
sat
back
down
on
the
sofa
,
which
sagged
under
his
weight
,
and
began
taking
all
sorts
of
things
out
of
the
pockets
of
his
coat
:
a
copper
kettle
,
a
squashy
package
of
sausages
,
a
poker
,
a
teapot
,
several
chipped
mugs
,
and
a
bottle
of
some
amber
liquid
that
he
took
a
swig
from
before
starting
to
make
tea
.
Soon
the
hut
was
full
of
the
sound
and
smell
of
sizzling
sausage
.
Nobody
said
a
thing
while
the
giant
was
working
,
but
as
he
slid
the
first
six
fat
,
juicy
,
slightly
burnt
sausages
from
the
poker
,
Dudley
fidgeted
a
little
.
Uncle
Vernon
said
sharply
,
"
Do
n't
touch
anything
he
gives
you
,
Dudley
.
"
389
The
giant
chuckled
darkly
.
390
"
Yer
great
puddin
'
of
a
son
don
'
need
fattenin
'
anymore
,
Dursley
,
don
'
worry
.
"