- No, sir, of course not. Perhaps there was no such need, but I did not want to risk it. Harry picked up something from the ground and ate. It seems bun. - It was rat poison? - Asked the Lord. Laura shuddered. About rat poison she had heard. And more than once. They not only poisoned rats, and humans. - Why put rat poison near the grave? Someone dropped a roll, Harry picked it up and put it in his mouth. I panicked and scared child. Squinting, the Lord looked at her: - I think you're really scared.
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