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"
Maybe
he
thought
he
could
persuade
'em
...
maybe
he
just
wanted
'em
outta
the
way
.
All
anyone
knows
is
,
he
turned
up
in
the
village
where
you
was
all
living
,
on
Halloween
ten
years
ago
.
You
was
just
a
year
old
.
He
came
ter
yer
house
an
'
--
an
'
--
"
Hagrid
suddenly
pulled
out
a
very
dirty
,
spotted
handkerchief
and
blew
his
nose
with
a
sound
like
a
foghorn
.
"
Sorry
,
"
he
said
.
"
But
it
's
that
sad
--
knew
yer
mum
an
'
dad
,
an
'
nicer
people
yeh
could
n't
find
--
anyway
...
"
You-Know-Who
killed
'em
.
An
'
then
--
an
'
this
is
the
real
myst
'
ry
of
the
thing
--
he
tried
to
kill
you
,
too
.
Wanted
ter
make
a
clean
job
of
it
,
I
suppose
,
or
maybe
he
just
liked
killin
'
by
then
.
But
he
could
n't
do
it
.
Never
wondered
how
you
got
that
mark
on
yer
forehead
?
That
was
no
ordinary
cut
.
That
's
what
yeh
get
when
a
powerful
,
evil
curse
touches
yeh
--
took
care
of
yer
mum
an
'
dad
an
'
yer
house
,
even
--
but
it
did
n't
work
on
you
,
an
'
that
's
why
yer
famous
,
Harry
.
No
one
ever
lived
after
he
decided
ter
kill
'em
,
no
one
except
you
,
an
'
he
'd
killed
some
o
'
the
best
witches
an
'
wizards
of
the
age
--
the
McKinnons
,
the
Bones
,
the
Prewetts
--
an
'
you
was
only
a
baby
,
an
'
you
lived
.
"
Something
very
painful
was
going
on
in
Harry
's
mind
.
As
Hagrid
's
story
came
to
a
close
,
he
saw
again
the
blinding
flash
of
green
light
,
more
clearly
than
he
had
ever
remembered
it
before
--
and
he
remembered
something
else
,
for
the
first
time
in
his
life
:
a
high
,
cold
,
cruel
laugh
.
Hagrid
was
watching
him
sadly
.
"
Took
yeh
from
the
ruined
house
myself
,
on
Dumbledore
's
orders
.
Brought
yeh
ter
this
lot
...
"
"
Load
of
old
tosh
,
"
said
Uncle
Vernon
.
Harry
jumped
;
he
had
almost
forgotten
that
the
Dursleys
were
there
.
Uncle
Vernon
certainly
seemed
to
have
got
back
his
courage
.
He
was
glaring
at
Hagrid
and
his
fists
were
clenched
.
"
Now
,
you
listen
here
,
boy
,
"
he
snarled
,
"
I
accept
there
's
something
strange
about
you
,
probably
nothing
a
good
beating
would
n't
have
cured
--
and
as
for
all
this
about
your
parents
,
well
,
they
were
weirdoes
,
no
denying
it
,
and
the
world
's
better
off
without
them
in
my
opinion
--
asked
for
all
they
got
,
getting
mixed
up
with
these
wizarding
types
--
just
what
I
expected
,
always
knew
they
'd
come
to
a
sticky
end
--
"
