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"
Yeh
don
'
know
...
yeh
don
'
know
...
"
Hagrid
ran
his
fingers
through
his
hair
,
fixing
Harry
with
a
bewildered
stare
.
"
Yeh
don
'
know
what
yeh
are
?
"
he
said
finally
.
Uncle
Vernon
suddenly
found
his
voice
.
"
Stop
!
"
he
commanded
.
"
Stop
right
there
,
sir
!
I
forbid
you
to
tell
the
boy
anything
!
"
A
braver
man
than
Vernon
Dursley
would
have
quailed
under
the
furious
look
Hagrid
now
gave
him
;
when
Hagrid
spoke
,
his
every
syllable
trembled
with
rage
.
"
You
never
told
him
?
Never
told
him
what
was
in
the
letter
Dumbledore
left
fer
him
?
I
was
there
!
I
saw
Dumbledore
leave
it
,
Dursley
!
An
'
you
've
kept
it
from
him
all
these
years
?
"
"
Kept
what
from
me
?
"
said
Harry
eagerly
.
"
STOP
!
I
FORBID
YOU
!
"
yelled
Uncle
Vernon
in
panic
.
Aunt
Petunia
gave
a
gasp
of
horror
.
"
Ah
,
go
boil
yer
heads
,
both
of
yeh
,
"
said
Hagrid
.
"
Harry
--
yer
a
wizard
.
"
