”see?” said hermione, when harry and ron had fihe dog
must be guarding flamels sorcerers sto he asked dumbledore
to keep it safe for him, because theyre friends and he knew someone
was after it, thats why he wao otts!”
”a sto makes gold and stops you fr!” said
harry. ”no es after it! anyone would want it.”
”and no wonder we t fi study of ret
developments in wizardry,” said ron. ”hes ly ret if
hes six hundred and sixty-five, is he?”
the m i the dark arts, while g
dow ways werewolf bites, harry and ron were
still disg what theyd do with a sorcerers stohey had
o wasnt until ron said hed buy his own quidditch team that
harry remembered about she atch.
”im going to play,” he told ron and hermione. ”if i dont, all
the slytherins will think im just too scared to faape. ill
show them... itll really wipe the smiles off their faces if we win.”
”just as long as were not wiping you off the field,” said
hermione.
as the matearer, however, harry beore
nervous, whatever he told rohe rest of the team
wasnt too calm, either. the idea slytherin in the
house ship was wonderful, no one had do for seven years,
but would they be allowed to, with such a biased referee?
harry didnt kher he was imagining it or not, but
he seemed t into snape wherever he went. at times,
he eveher snape was following him, trying to catch
him on his own. potions less into a sort of weekly
torture, snape was so horrible to harry. ape possibly know
theyd found out about the sorcerers stone? harry didnt see how
he could -- yet he sometimes had the horrible feeling that snape
could read minds.
harry khey wished him good luck outside the locker
rooms the hat ron and hermione were w
whether they