Your request : Book : Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone Chapter 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.
"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] Harry was strongly reminded of Dudley.
I never know," Harry called to Hagrid over the noise of the cart, "what's the difference between a stalagmite and a stalactite?" "Stalagmite's got an 'm' in it," said Hagrid. "An' don' ask me questions just now, I think I'm gonna be sick."
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