to buy as many mars bars as he could carry -- but the woman didnt
have mars bars. what she did have were bettie botts every flavor
beans, droobles best blowing gum, chs. pumpkin pasties,
cakes, lids, aher strahings
harry had never seen i wanting to miss anything,
he got some and paid the woman eleven silver sickles
and seves.
ron stared as harry brought it all bapartment
ao a.
”hungry, are you?”
”starving,” said harry, taki of a pumpkin
pasty.
ro a lumpy pad uhere
were four sandwiside. he pulled o and said,
”she always fets i dont like ed beef.”
”s you for ohese,” said harry, holding up a pasty. ”go
on --”
”you dont want this, its all dry,” said ron. ”she hasnt got
much time,” he added quickly, ”you know, with five of us.”
”go oy,” said harry, who had never had anything
to share before or, indeed, ao share it with. it was a
tih roheir way through all
harrys pasties, d dies (the sandwiches lay fotten).
”what are these?” harry asked ron, holding up a pack of chocolate
frogs. ”theyre not really frogs, are they?” he was starting to
feel that nothing would surprise him.
”no,” said rohe card is. im missing agrippa.”
”what?”
”oh, of course, you wouldnt know -- chs have cards,
ihem, you know, to collect -- famous witd wizards. ive
got about five hu i havent got agrippa or ptolemy.”
harry uned his ch ahe card. it
showed a mans face. he wore half- moon glasses, had a long, crooked
nose, and flowing silver hair, beard, and mustaderhe
picture was the name albus dumbledore.
”so this is dumbledore!” said harry.
”dont tell me y