ll think
i've told yeh --”
”see you later, then,” said harry.
hagrid shuffled off.
”what was he hiding behind his back?” said hermiofully.
”do you think it had anything to do with the stone?”
”i'm goi se he was in,” said ron, who'd had
enough . he came baute later ile of books
in his arms ahem dowable.
”dragons!” he whispered. ”hagrid was looking up stuff about
dragons! look at these: dragon species of great britain and ireland;
from egg to infernuide.”
”hagrid's always wanted a dragoold me so the first time
i ever met him, ” said harry.
”but it's against our laws,” said r was
outlawed by the warlocks' of 1709, everyone knows
that. it's hard to stop muggles from notig us if we're keeping
dragons in the ba - anyway, you 't tame dragons, it's
dangerous. you should see the burns charlie's got off wild ones
in romania.”
”but there aren't wild dragons in britain?” said harry.
”of course there are,” said ron. ”on welsh green and
hebridean blacks. the ministry of magic has a job hushing them up,
i tell you. our kio keep putting spells on muggles
who've spotted them, to make them fet.”
”so what rid up to?” said hermione.
when they khe damekeeper's hut an
hour later, they were surprised to see that all the s were
closed. hagrid called ”who is it?” before he let them in, and then
shut the door quid them.
it was stifling hot ihough it was such a warm day,
there was a blazihe grate. hagrid made them tea and
offered them stoat sandwiches, which they refused.
”so -- yeh wao ask me somethin'?”
”yes,” said harry. there oiing around the
bush. ” if you could tell us what's guarding the
sorcerer's sto from fluffy.”
hagrid frow him.
”0' course i t, he said. ”number one, i don' know
meself. wo, yeh know too much already, so i wouldn' tell
yeh if i could. that stone's here fer a good reason. it was almost
stolen otts - i s'ppose yeh've worked that out an'
all? beats me how yeh even know abou' fluffy.”
”oh, e on, hagrid, you might not want to tell us, but you do
know, you khat goes on round here,” said hermione
in a warm, flattering voice. hagrid's beard twitd they could
tell he was smiling. ”ho had dohe guarding,
really.” hermio on. ”ho dumbledore had trusted
enough to help him, apart from you.”
hagrid's chest swelled at these last words. harry and ron beamed
at hermione.
”well, i don' s'pose it could hurt ter tell yeh that... let's
see... he borrowed fluffy from me... thehe teachers
did es... professor sprout -- professor flitwick --
prall --” he ticked them off on his fingers,
”professor quirrell -- an' dumbledore himself did somethin', o'
c on, i've fotten someone. oh yeah, professor snape.”
”snape?”
”yeah -- yer not still on abou' that, are yeh? look, snape
helped protect the stone, he's not about ter steal it.”
harry knew ron and hermiohinking the same as he was. if
snape had been ihe sto have been easy
to find out how the other teachers had guarded it. he probably knew
everythi seemed, quirrell's spell and how to get
past fluffy.
”you're the only one to get past fluffy. aren't
you, hagrid?” said harry anxiously. ”and you wouldn't tell anyone,
would you? not eveeachers?”
”not a soul k me an' dumbledore,” said hagrid proudly.
”well, that's something,” harry muttered to the rid,
we have a window open? i'm boiling.”
”'t, harry, sorry,"
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