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"
What
are
you
talking
about
?
"
Hermione
carried
the
milk
jug
over
to
the
table
and
turned
it
upside
down
.
With
a
frantic
squeak
,
and
much
scrambling
to
get
back
inside
,
Scabbers
the
rat
came
sliding
out
onto
the
table
.
"
Scabbers
!
"
said
Ron
blankly
.
"
Scabbers
,
what
are
you
doing
here
?
"
He
grabbed
the
struggling
rat
and
held
him
up
to
the
light
.
Scabbers
looked
dreadful
.
He
was
thinner
than
ever
,
large
tufts
of
hair
had
fallen
out
leaving
wide
bald
patches
,
and
he
writhed
in
Ron
's
hands
as
though
desperate
to
free
himself
"
It
's
okay
,
Scabbers
!
"
said
Ron
.
"
No
cats
!
There
's
nothing
here
to
hurt
you
!
"
Hagrid
suddenly
stood
up
,
his
eyes
fixed
on
the
window
.
His
normally
ruddy
face
had
gone
the
color
of
parchment
.
"
They
're
comin
'
...
.
"
Harry
,
Ron
,
and
Hermione
whipped
around
.
A
group
of
men
was
walking
down
the
distant
castle
steps
.
In
front
was
Albus
Dumbledore
,
his
silver
beard
gleaming
in
the
dying
sun
.
Next
to
him
trotted
Cornelius
Fudge
.
Behind
them
came
the
feeble
old
Committee
member
and
the
executioner
,
Macnair
.
"
Yeh
got
ta
go
,
"
said
Hagrid
.
Every
inch
of
him
was
trembling
.
"
They
mustn
'
find
yeh
here
...
Go
now
...
"
