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s in his eyes.

”otter, wele back.”

harry didnt know what to say. everyone was looking at him. the

old woman with the pipe uffing on it with it had

go. hagrid was beaming.

then there ing of d the ,

harry found himself shaking hands with everyohe leaky

.

”doris r. potter, t believe im meeting you

at last.”

”so proud, mr. potter, im just so proud.”

”always wao shake your hand -- im all of a flutter.”

”delighted, mr. potter, just t tell you, diggles the name,

dedalus diggle.”

”ive seen you before!” said harry, as dedalus diggles top

hat fell off i. ”you bowed to me on a shop.”

”he remembers!” cried dedalus diggle, looking around at

everyone. ”did you hear that? he remembers me!” harry shook hands

again and again -- doris crockford kept ing baore.

a pale young man made his way forward, very nervously. one of

his eyes was twitg.

”professor quirrell!” said hagrid. ”harry, professor quirrell

will be one of your teachers at hogwarts.”

”p-p-potter,” stammered professrasping harrys

hand, ”t t-tell you how p- pleased i am to meet you.”

”what sic do you teach, professor quirrell?”

”d-defe the d-d-dark arts,” muttered professor

quirrell, as though hed rather not think about it. ”n-not that

you , eh, p-p-potter?” he laughed nervously. ”youll be

g-getting all your equipment, i suppose? ive g-got to p-pick up

a new b-book on vampires, m-myself.” he looked terrified at the

very thought.

but the others would professor quirrell keep harry to

himself. it took almost te away from them all. at

last, hagrid mao make himself heard over the babble.

”must get on -- lots ter buy. e on, harry.”

doris crockford shook harrys haime, and hagrid

led them through the bar and out into a small, walled courtyard,

where there was nothing but a trash d a few weeds.

hagrid gri harry.

”told yeh, didnt i? told yeh you was famous. even professor

quirrell was trembli yeh -- mind you, hes usually

tremblin.”

”is he always that nervous?”

”oh, yeah. poor bloke. brilliant mind. he as

studyin outta books but theook a year et some

firsthahey say he met vampires in the black

forest, and there was a nasty bit o trouble with a hag -- never

been the same sihe students, scared of his own

subjeow, wheres me umbrella?”

vampires? hags? harrys head was swimming. hagrid, meanwhile,

was g bri the wall above the trash .

”three up... two auttered. ”right, stand back, harry.”

he tapped the wall three times with the point of his umbrella.

the brick he had touched quivered -- it wriggled -- in the

middle, a small hole appeared -- it grew wider and wider -- a sed

later they were fa archway large enough even frid, an

arto a cobbled street that twisted a of sight.

”wele,” said hagrid, ”to diagon alley.”

he gri harrys amazemeepped through the

archway. harry looked quickly over his shoulder and saw the archway

shrink instantly bato solid wall.

the suly on a stack of s outside the

shop. s -- all sizes - copper, brass, pewter, silver

-- self-stirring -- collapsible, said a sign hahem.

”yeah, youll be needin one,” said hagrid, ”but we gotta get

yer mo.”

harry wished he had about eight more eyes. he turned his head

iion as they the street, trying to look at

everythihe shops, the things outside them, the people

d. a plump womahecary was

shakihey passed, saying, ”dragoeen

si ouheyre