harry woke at five ocloext m and was too excited
ao go back to sleep. he got up and pulled on his jeans
because he didnt want to walk iion in his wizards
robes -- hed the train. he checked his hogwarts list yet
again to make sure he had everything he hat hedwig was
shut safely ihehe room, waiting for the
dursleys to get up. two hours later, harrys huge, heavy trunk had
beehe dursleys t petunia had talked dudley
into sittio harry, a off.
they reags cross at half past ten. un
dumped harrys trunk onto a d wheeled it iion
for him. harry thought this was strangely kind until un
stopped dead, fag the platforms with a nasty grin on his face.
”well, there you are, boy. platform form ten. your
platform should be somewhere in the middle, but they doo
have built it yet, do they?”
he was quite right, of course. there lastiumber
nine over oform and a big plastiumber tehe one
, and in the middle, nothing at all.
”have a good term,” said uh aier
smile. he left without another word. harry turned and saw the
dursleys drive away. all three of them were laughing. harrys mouth
went rather dry. what oh was he going to do? he was starting
to attract a lot of funny looks, because of hedwig. hed have to
ask someone.
he stopped a passing guard, but didnt dare mention platform
hree-quarters. the guard had never heard of hogwarts and
when harry t even tell him art of the try it was
ied to get ahough harry was being stupid on
purpose. gettie, harry asked for the trai
eleven oclock, but the guard said there wasnt ohe end
the guard strode away, muttering about time wasters. harry was
n hard not to panic. ag te clock over
the arrivals board, he had teo get oo
hogwarts and he had o do it; he was strahe
middle of a station with a trunk he could hardly lift, a pocket
full of wizard money, and a large owl.
hagrid must have fotten to tell hi