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Hagrid leaned across the table. Behind the wild beard and eyebrows he wore a very kind smile.
Weather's horrible. Hope you're Well.
"Unless you get out now," said Harry, more bravely than he felt, because Crabbe and Goyle were a lot bigger than him or Ron.
On Sunday morning, Uncle Vernon sat down at the breakfast table looking tired and rather ill, but happy.
"Sorry," he said, "but have you seen a toad at all?"
Harry shook his head and the boy sat down. He glanced at Harry and then looked quickly out of the window, pretending he hadn't looked. Harry saw he still had a black mark on his nose.
"Oy, you there! Is this your toad?" said Hagrid, who was checking the boats as people climbed out of them.
"Most of us reckon he's still out there somewhere but lost his powers. Too weak to carry on. 'Cause somethin' about you finished him, Harry. There was somethin' goin' on that night he hadn't counted on -- I dunno what it was, no one does -- but somethin' about you stumped him, all right."
"Vernon," Aunt Petunia was saying in a quivering voice, "look at the address -- how could they possibly know where he sleeps? You don't think they're watching the house?"
"Don't do that."
His aunt and uncle stared.
Harry was wondering what a wizard did once he'd finished school.