rescued by professor quirrell, assing.
filed a cat called mrs. norris, a sy, dust-colored
creature with bulging, lamp like eyes just like filchs. she
patrolled the corridors alone. break a rule in fro just
o of line, and shed whisk off for filch, whod appear,
wheezier. filew the secret passageways of
the school better tha perhaps the weasley twins)
and could pop up as suddenly as as. the students
all hated him, and it was the dearest ambition of many to give
mrs. nood kick.
and then, onao fihere were the
classes themselves. there was a lic, as harry quickly
found out, than waving your wand and saying a few funny words.
they had to study the hrough their telescopes every
wed midnight ahe names of different stars and
the movemes. three times a week they went out to
the greehe castle to study herbology, y
little rofessor sprout, where they learo
take care of all the stras and fungi, and found out what
they were used for.
easily the m class was histic, which was
the o by a ghost. professor binns had been very old
indeed when he had fallen asleep in froaff room
fire and got up m to teag his body behind
him. binns droned on and ohey scribbled down names and
dates, ahe evil and uriixed up.
professor flitwick, the charms teacher, was a tiny little wizard
who had to stand on a pile of books to see over his desk. at the
start of their first class he took the roll d when he reached
harrys name he gave aed squeak a of sight.
prall was agai. harry had been quite
right to think she wasnt a teacher to cross. strid clever, she
gave them a talkihey sat dow class.
”transfiguratiohe most plex and dangerous magic
you will learn at hogwarts,” she said. ”anyone messing around in
my class will leave and not