Devereux frowned, leaning forward slightly to signal Hagrid to go on.
"You see," Hagrid clutched his head, trying hard to remember, "raising Norbert takes a huge amount of chicken blood, so I bought a batch of chickens from Diagon Alley. But... the strange thing is, some of the chickens died before I even killed them for their blood. They were all limp, as if the life had suddenly been knocked right out of them. This only started this morning."
"Dead chickens?"
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