Hagrid being at least twice the size of a normal man, this was no laughing matter. Harry, about to collapse under Hagrid's weight, was rescued by Ron and Hermione, who each seized Hagrid under an arm and heaved him back into the cabin. Hagrid allowed himself to be steered into a chair and slumped over the table, sobbing uncontrollably, his face glazed with tears that dripped down into his tangled beard.
¡°Don't know¡what you're talking about¡¡± said Pettigrew again, more shrilly than ever. He wiped his face on his sleeve and looked up at Lupin. ¡°You don't believe this ¡ª this madness, Remus ¡ª¡±
Harry stared. Not only was this the last answer he'd expected, but Lupin had said Voldemort's name. The only person Harry had ever heard say the name aloud (apart from himself) was Professor Dumbledore.
¡°Maybe he'd better go to Madam Pomfrey,¡± said Harry. ¡°If he's seeing things like ¡ª¡±