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"Young Sirius Black lent it to me. I've got her, sir." "No problems, were there?" "No, sir - the house was almost destroyed, but I got her out all right before the Muggles started swarmin' around. sHe fell asleep as we was flyin' over Bristol."Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall bent forward over the bundle of blankets. Inside, just visible, was a baby boy, fast asleep. Under a tuft of jetblack hair over his forehead they could see a curiously shaped cut, like a bolt of lightning. "Is that where - ?" whispered Professor McGonagall. "Yes," said Dumbledore. "He'll have that
"you'll wake the Muggles!" "S-s-sorry," sobbed Hagrid, taking out a large, spotted handkerchief and burying his face in it. "But I c-c-can't stand it - Lily an' James dead - an' poor little Hazel off ter live with Muggles -" "Yes, yes, it's all very sad, but get a grip on yourself, Hagrid, or we'll be found," Professor McGonagall whispered, patting Hagrid gingerly on the arm as Dumbledore stepped over the low garden wall and walked to the front door. He laid Hazel gently on the doorstep, took a letter out of his cloak, tucked it inside Hazel's blankets, and then came back to the other two. For a full minute the three of them stood and looked at the little bundle; Hagrid's
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