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"
Dunno
,
"
said
Ron
.
"
Quite
old
.
He
used
to
belong
to
my
brother
.
"
"
What
powers
does
he
have
?
"
said
the
witch
,
examining
Scabbers
closely
.
"
Er
--
"
The
truth
was
that
Scabbers
had
never
shown
the
faintest
trace
of
interesting
powers
.
The
witch
's
eyes
moved
from
Scabbers
's
tattered
left
ear
to
his
front
paw
,
which
had
a
toe
missing
,
and
tutted
loudly
.
"
He
's
been
through
the
mill
,
this
one
,
"
she
said
.
"
He
was
like
that
when
Percy
gave
him
to
me
,
"
said
Ron
defensively
.
"
An
ordinary
common
or
garden
rat
like
this
ca
n't
be
expected
to
live
longer
than
three
years
or
so
,
"
said
the
witch
.
"
Now
,
if
you
were
looking
for
something
a
bit
more
hard-wearing
,
you
might
like
one
of
these
--
"
She
indicated
the
black
rats
,
who
promptly
started
skipping
again
.
Ron
muttered
,
"
Show-offs
.
"
"
Well
,
if
you
do
n't
want
a
replacement
,
you
can
try
this
rat
tonic
,
"
said
the
witch
,
reaching
under
the
counter
and
bringing
out
a
small
red
bottle
.
"
Okay
,
"
said
Ron
.
"
How
much
--
OUCH
!
"
Ron
buckled
as
something
huge
and
orange
came
soaring
from
the
top
of
the
highest
cage
,
landed
on
his
head
,
and
then
propelled
itself
,
spitting
madly
,
at
Scabbers
.
