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Harry clapped loudly with the rest as Ron collapsed into the chair next to him.
"Oh, are you doing magic? Let's see it, then."
Harry didn't know what to say. Everyone was looking at him. The old woman with the pipe was puffing on it without realizing it had gone out. Hagrid was beaming.
"What's the You-Know-What in vault seven hundred and thirteen?" Harry asked.
He took off his thick black coat and threw it to Harry.
The door was hit with such force that it swung clean off its hinges and with a deafening crash landed flat on the floor.
"Oh, Mom, can I go on the train and see him, Mom, eh please...."
"Good Lord," said the bartender, peering at Harry, "is this -- can this be --?"
"-- a what?" gasped Harry.
"Your father, on the other hand, favored a mahogany wand. Eleven inches. Pliable. A little more power and excellent for transfiguration. Well, I say your father favored it -- it's really the wand that chooses the wizard, of course."
"Just yer wand left - A yeah, an' I still haven't got yeh a birthday present."
Harry scrambled to his feet, so happy he felt as though a large balloon was swelling inside him. He went straight to the window and jerked it open. The owl swooped in and dropped the newspaper on top of Hagrid, who didn't wake up. The owl then fluttered onto the floor and began to attack Hagrid's coat.
"Er -- yes, they did, yes," said Hagrid, shuffling his feet. "I've still got the pieces, though," he added brightly.
They were going even deeper now and gathering speed. The air became colder and colder as they hurtled round tight corners. They went rattling over an underground ravine, and Harry leaned over the side to try to see what was down at the dark bottom, but Hagrid groaned and pulled him back by the scruff of his neck.
The first few carriages were already packed with students, some hanging out of the window to talk to their families, some fighting over seats. Harry pushed his cart off down the platform in search of an empty seat. He passed a round-faced boy who was saying, "Gran, I've lost my toad again."。