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The two boys gawked at him, and Harry felt himself turning red. Then, to his relief, a voice came floating in through the train's open door.
"I know I don't have to. Tell yeh what, I'll get yer animal. Not a toad, toads went outta fashion years ago, yeh'd be laughed at - an' I don' like cats, they make me sneeze. I'll get yer an owl. All the kids want owls, they're dead useful, carry yer mail an' everythin'."
"It's Monday," he told his mother. "The Great Humberto's on tonight. I want to stay somewhere with a television. "
"Oh, him," said Harry. "I mean, yes, I am."
"What?" said Harry.
"You're not old enough, Ginny, now be quiet. All right, Percy, you go first."
Headmaster: ALBUS DUMBLEDORE
"Is he always that nervous?"
People stared more than ever on the train. Hagrid took up two seats and sat knitting what looked like a canary-yellow circus tent.
"But what should we do, Vernon? Should we write back? Tell them we don't want --"
Harry wished he had about eight more eyes. He turned his head in every direction as they walked up the street, trying to look at everything at once: the shops, the things outside them, the people doing their shopping. A plump woman outside an Apothecary was shaking her head as they passed, saying, "Dragon liver, seventeen Sickles an ounce, they're mad...."
THE SORTING HAT
"Wizards have banks?"
"Why are you going to London?" Harry asked, trying to keep things friendly.
"Ah yes," said the man. "Yes, yes. I thought I'd be seeing you soon. Harry Potter." It wasn't a question. "You have your mother's eyes. It seems only yesterday she was in here herself, buying her first wand. Ten and a quarter inches long, swishy, made of willow. Nice wand for charm work."