Hagrid: I take after my mum. Though I didn't know her very well, she left when I was about three. Broke my dad's heart, though. You know, he was a tiny little feller, my dad. I could pick him up at the age of six, with one hand, and put him up on the dresser.
[He and Olympe laugh]
Hagrid: He laughed so hard at that! And then he died, about when I started school. So I had to make my own way, so to speak... but enough about me. What about you?