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Let
us
in
and
we
can
take
it
off
.
"
"
Yeh
shouldn
've
come
!
"
Hagrid
whispered
,
but
he
stood
back
,
and
they
stepped
inside
.
Hagrid
shut
the
door
quickly
and
Harry
pulled
off
the
cloak
.
Hagrid
was
not
crying
,
nor
did
he
throw
himself
upon
their
necks
.
He
looked
like
a
man
who
did
not
know
where
he
was
or
what
to
do
.
This
helplessness
was
worse
to
watch
than
tears
.
"
Wan
'
some
tea
?
"
he
said
.
His
great
hands
were
shaking
as
he
reached
for
the
kettle
.
"
Where
's
Buckbeak
,
Hagrid
?
"
said
Hermione
hesitantly
.
"
I
--
I
took
him
outside
,
"
said
Hagrid
,
spilling
milk
all
over
the
table
as
he
filled
up
the
jug
.
"
He
's
tethered
in
me
pumpkin
patch
.
Thought
he
oughta
see
the
trees
an
'
--
an
'
smell
fresh
air
--
before
--
"
Hagrid
's
hand
trembled
so
violently
that
the
milk
jug
slipped
from
his
grasp
and
shattered
all
over
the
floor
.
"
I
'll
do
it
,
Hagrid
,
"
said
Hermione
quickly
,
hurrying
over
and
starting
to
clean
up
the
mess
.
"
There
's
another
one
in
the
cupboard
,
"
Hagrid
said
,
sitting
down
and
wiping
his
forehead
on
his
sleeve
.
Harry
glanced
at
Ron
,
who
looked
back
hopelessly
.
"
Is
n't
there
anything
anyone
can
do
,
Hagrid
?
"
Harry
asked
fiercely
,
sitting
down
next
to
him
.
"
Dumbledore
--
"
