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Book : Harry Potter and the Philosopher's StoneChapter 5 - Le Chemin de Traverse
This was just an ordinary street full of ordinary people. Could there really be piles of wizard gold buried miles
beneath them? Were there really shops that sold spell books and broomsticks? Might this not all be some huge joke that the Dursleys had cooked up? If Harry hadn't known that the Dursleys had no sense of humor, he might have thought so; yet somehow, even though everything Hagrid had told him so far was unbelievable, Harry couldn't help trusting him. Rating : 3,07/5 (234 votes) - Comments
"What sort of magic do you teach, Professor Quirrell?" Rating : 3,16/5 (218 votes) - Comments
"D-Defense Against the D-D-Dark Arts," muttered Professor Quirrell, as
though he'd rather not think about it. "N-not that you n-need it, eh,
P-P-Potter?" He laughed nervously. "You'll be g-getting all your
equipment, I suppose? I've g-got to p-pick up a new b-book on vampires,
m-myself." He looked terrified at the very thought.
I never know," Harry called to Hagrid over the noise of the cart, "what's the difference between a stalagmite and a stalactite?" Rating : 2,99/5 (208 votes) - Comments
"Stalagmite's got an 'm' in it," said Hagrid. "An' don' ask me questions just now, I think I'm gonna be sick."
"The gold ones are Galleons," he explained. "Seventeen silver Sickles to a Galleon and twenty-nine Knuts to a Sickle, it's easy enough. Rating : 3,17/5 (222 votes) - Comments
"If anyone but a Gringotts goblin tried that, they'd be sucked through the door and trapped in there," said Griphook. Rating : 3,06/5 (212 votes) - Comments
"How often do you check to see if anyone's inside?" Harry asked.
"About once every ten years," said Griphook with a rather nasty grin.
"Come on, back in this infernal cart, and don't talk to me on the way
back, it's best if I keep me mouth shut," said Hagrid.
Hagrid to Harry in the depths of Gringotts Rating : 3,06/5 (228 votes) - Comments
Related characters : Rubeus Hagrid, Harry Potter
"I don't see why first years can't have their own. I think I'll bully father into getting me one and I'll smuggle it in somehow." [Drago Malefoy] Rating : 3,08/5 (233 votes) - Comments
Harry was strongly reminded of Dudley.
"Imagine being in Hufflepuff, I think I'd leave, wouldn't you?" Rating : 3,07/5 (239 votes) - Comments
Twenty minutes later, they left Eeylops Owl Emporium, which had been dark and full of rustling and flickering, jewel-bright eyes. Harry now carried a large cage that held a beautiful snowy owl, fast asleep with her head under her wing. He couldn't stop stammering his thanks, sounding just like Professor Quirrell. Rating : 3,16/5 (225 votes) - Comments
"I'm sorry to say I sold the wand that did it," he said softly. "Thirteen-and-a-half inches. Yew. Powerful wand, very powerful, and in the wrong hands... well, if I'd known what that wand was going out into the world to do...." Rating : 3,23/5 (247 votes) - Comments