they had a good time eating the every flavor beans. harry
got toast, ut, baked bean, strawberry, curry, grass, coffee,
sardine, and was eveo he end off a funny
gray one ron wouldnt touch, whied out to be pepper.
the tryside now flying past the as being
wilder. the fields had gohere isting
rivers, and dark green hills.
there was a kno the door of their ent and the
round-faced boy harry had passed on platform hreequarters
. he looked tearful.
”sorry,” he said, ”but have you seen a toad at all?”
wheheir heads, he wailed, ”ive lost him! he
keeps getting away from me!”
”hell turn up,” said harry.
”yes,” said the boy miserably. ”well, if you see him...”
he left.
”dont know why hes so bothered,” said ron. ”if id brought a
toad id lose it as quiind yht scabbers,
so i t talk.”
the rat was still snoozing on rons lap.
”he might have died and you wouldnt know the difference,” said
ron in disgust. ”i tried to turerday to make him
m, but the spell didnt work. ill show you, look...”
he rummaged around in his trunk a a very
battered-looking wand. it ed in plaething white
was glinting at the end.
”uni hairs nearly poking out. anyway
he had just raised his wahe ent door slid
open agaioadless boy was back, but this time he had a girl
with him. she was already wearis robes.
”has aoad? nevilles lost one,” she said. she had
a bossy sort of voice, lots of bushy brown hair, and rather large
froh.
”weve already told him we have,” said ron, but the
girl wasnt listening, she was looking at the wand in his hand.
”oh, are you doing magic? lets see it, then.”
she sat down. roaken aback.
”er -- all right.”