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"
The
little
bronze
ones
.
"
Harry
counted
out
five
little
bronze
coins
,
and
the
owl
held
out
his
leg
so
Harry
could
put
the
money
into
a
small
leather
pouch
tied
to
it
.
Then
he
flew
off
through
the
open
window
.
Hagrid
yawned
loudly
,
sat
up
,
and
stretched
.
"
Best
be
off
,
Harry
,
lots
ter
do
today
,
got
ta
get
up
ter
London
an
'
buy
all
yer
stuff
fer
school
.
"
Harry
was
turning
over
the
wizard
coins
and
looking
at
them
.
He
had
just
thought
of
something
that
made
him
feel
as
though
the
happy
balloon
inside
him
had
got
a
puncture
.
"
Um
--
Hagrid
?
"
"
Mm
?
"
said
Hagrid
,
who
was
pulling
on
his
huge
boots
.
"
I
have
n't
got
any
money
--
and
you
heard
Uncle
Vernon
last
night
...
he
wo
n't
pay
for
me
to
go
and
learn
magic
.
"
"
Do
n't
worry
about
that
,
"
said
Hagrid
,
standing
up
and
scratching
his
head
.
"
D'yeh
think
yer
parents
did
n't
leave
yeh
anything
?
"
"
But
if
their
house
was
destroyed
--
"
