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Uncle Vernon, who had gone very pale, whispered something that sounded like "Mimblewimble." Hagrid stared wildly at Harry.
The Weasleys were clearly one of those old wizarding families the pale boy in Diagon Alley had talked about.
"Hagrid," said Harry, panting a bit as he ran to keep up, "did you say there are dragons at Gringotts?"
"Unless you get out now," said Harry, more bravely than he felt, because Crabbe and Goyle were a lot bigger than him or Ron.
Our heads could do with filling
Harry took the wand and (feeling foolish) waved it around a bit, but Mr. Ollivander snatched it out of his hand almost at once.
Enter, stranger, but take heed
"They're dead," said Harry shortly. He didn't feel much like going into the matter with this boy.
"Harry Potter, "chorused the twins.
"That's Hagrid," said Harry, pleased to know something the boy didn't. "He works at Hogwarts."
"It's our sport. Wizard sport. It's like -- like soccer in the Muggle world -- everyone follows Quidditch -- played up in the air on broomsticks and there's four balls -- sorta hard ter explain the rules." "And what are Slytherin and Hufflepuff?"
To achieve their ends.
Professor McGonagall had returned. One by one, the ghosts floated away through the opposite wall.
A pale young man made his way forward, very nervously. One of his eyes was twitching.
"Potter, did she say?"