aid hagrid, breathing heavily and sitting back
down on the sofa, which this time sagged right down to the floor.
harry, meaill had questions to ask, huhem.
”but eo vol--, sorry -- i mean, you-know-who?”
”good question, harry. disappeared. vanished. same night he
tried ter kill you. makes yeh even more famous. thats the biggest
mystry, see... he was gettin more an more powerful -- whyd he go?
”some say he died. y opinion. dunno if he had
enough huma in him to die. some say hes still out there,
bidin his time, like, but i do. people who was on his
side came bae of em came outta kinda tran~
re they couldve done if he was in back.
”most of us re hes still out there somewhere but lost his
powers. too weak to . ethin about you finished
him, harry. there was somethin goin on that night he hadnt
-- i dunno what it was, somethin
about you stumped him, all right.”
hagrid looked at harry with eg in
his eyes, but harry, instead of feeling pleased and proud, felt
quite sure there had been a horrible mistake. a wizard? him? how
could he possibly be? hed spent his life being clouted by dudley,
a petunia and un; if he was really a
wizard, why hadnt they beeo warty toads every time
theyd tried to lo his cupboard? if hed oed
the greatest sor the world, how e dudley had always been
able to kick him arouball?
”hagrid,” he said quietly, ”i think you must have made a
mistake. i dont think i be a wizard.”
to his surprise, hagrid chuckled.
”not a wizard, eh? hings happen when you was scared
ry?”
harry looked into the fire. o think about
it... every odd thing that had ever made his aunt and uncle
furious with him had happened when he, harry, had bee or
angry... chased by dudleys gang, he had somehow fou