"Like raising a pig you can't bear to slaughter..." Thinking of this, Devereux couldn't help but chuckle softly.
Hagrid was hugging Norbert tightly, his face wearing the expression of a child whose candy had just been snatched away. His eyes were slightly red, and he kept muttering under his breath.
"Good precious, good Norbert, don't forget me when you get to Romania..."
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