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Professor McGonagall opened her mouth, changed her mind, swallowed, and then said, “Yes — yes, you’re right, of course. But how is Fill in the blank 1 of 11 boy getting here, Dumbledore?” She eyed his cloak suddenly as though she thought he might be hiding Harry underneath it.
“Hagrid’s bringing him.”
“You think it — wise — to trust Hagrid with something as important as this?”
I would trust Hagrid with my life,” said Dumbledore.
“I’m not saying his heart isn’t in Fill in the blank 2 of 11 right place,” said Professor McGonagall grudgingly, “but you can’t pretend he’s not careless. He does tend to — what was that?”
Fill in the blank 3 of 11 low rumbling sound had broken Fill in the blank 4 of 11 silence around them. It grew steadily louder as they looked up and down Fill in the blank 5 of 11 street for some sign of Fill in the blank 6 of 11 headlight; it swelled to Fill in the blank 7 of 11 roar as they both looked up at Fill in the blank 8 of 11 sky — and Fill in the blank 9 of 11 huge motorcycle fell out of Fill in the blank 10 of 11 air and landed on Fill in the blank 11 of 11 road in front of them.

If Fill in the blank 1 of 10 motorcycle was huge, it was nothing to Fill in the blank 2 of 10 man sitting astride it. He was almost twice as tall as Fill in the blank 3 of 10 normal man and at least five times as wide. He looked simply too big to be allowed, and so wild – Fill in the blank 4 of 10 long tangles of bushy black hair and beard hid most of his face, he had hands Fill in the blank 5 of 10 size of dustbin lids, and his feet in their leather boots were like Fill in the blank 6 of 10 baby dolphins. In his vast, muscular arms he was holding Fill in the blank 7 of 10 bundle of blankets.
“Hagrid,” said Dumbledore, sounding relieved. “At last. And where did you get that motorcycle?”
“Borrowed it, Professor Dumbledore, sit,” said Fill in the blank 8 of 10 giant, climbing carefully off Fill in the blank 9 of 10 motorcycle as he spoke. “Young Sirius Black lent it to me. I’ve got him, sir.”
“No problems, were there?”
“No, sir — house was almost destroyed, but I got him out all right before Fill in the blank 10 of 10 Muggles started swarmin’ around. He fell asleep as we was flyin’ over Bristol.”

Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall bent forward over Fill in the blank 1 of 12 bundle of blankets. Inside, just visible, was Fill in the blank 2 of 12 baby boy, fast asleep. Under Fill in the blank 3 of 12 tuft of jet-black hair over his forehead they could see Fill in the blank 4 of 12 curiously shaped cut, like Fill in the blank 5 of 12 bolt of lightning.
“Is that where -?” whispered Professor McGonagall.
“Yes,” said Dumbledore. “He’ll have that scar forever.”
“Couldn’t you do something about it, Dumbledore?”
“Even if I could, I wouldn’t. Fill in the blank 6 of 12 scars can come in handy. I have one myself above my left knee that is Fill in the blank 7 of 12 perfect map of Fill in the blank 8 of 12 London Underground. Well — give him here, Hagrid — we’d better get this over with.”
Dumbledore took Harry in his arms and turned toward Fill in the blank 9 of 12 Dursleys’ house.
“Could I — could I say good-bye to him, sir?” asked Hagrid. He bent his great, shaggy head over Harry and gave him what must have been Fill in the blank 10 of 12 very scratchy, whiskery kiss. Then, suddenly, Hagrid let out Fill in the blank 11 of 12 howl like Fill in the blank 12 of 12 wounded dog.