”about oen years,” said griphook with a rather
nasty grin.
somethiraordinary had to be iop security
vault, harry was sure, and he leaned ferly, expeg to
see fabulous jewels at the very least -- but at first he thought
it ty. theiced a grubby little package
in br on the flrid picked it up and tucked
it deep i. harry loo knoas, but knew
better than to ask.
”e on, ba this i, and dont talk to me on
the way back, its best if i keep me mouth shut,” said hagrid.
one wild cart ride later they stood blinki
otts. harry didnt ko run first now that he
had a bag full of money. he didnt have to know how many galleons
there ound to know that he was holdihan
hed had in his whole life -- more mohan even dudley had
ever had.
”might as well get yer uniform,” said hagrid, nodding toward
madam malkins robes for all os. ”listen, harry, would yeh
mind if i slipped off fer a pick-me-up in the leaky ? i
hate them gringotts carts.” he did still look a bit sick, so harry
entered madam malkins shop alone, feeling nervous.
madam malkin was a squat, smiling witch dressed all in mauve.
”hogwarts, clear?” she said, when harry started to speak. ”got
the lot here -- an maed up just now, in
fact. ”
in the back of the shop, a boy ointed face was
standing on a footstool while a sed wited up his long black
robes. madam malkin stood harry on a stool o him) slipped a
long robe over his head, ao pin it tth.
”hello,” said the boy, ”hogwarts, too?”
”yes,” said harry.
”my fathers d my books and mothers up the
street looking at wands,” said the boy. he had a b
voi i