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"I shall return when we are ready for you," said Professor McGonagall. "Please wait quietly."
At first they just hurtled through a maze of twisting passages. Harry tried to remember, left, right, right, left, middle fork, right, left, but it was impossible. The rattling cart seemed to know its own way, because Griphook wasn't steering.
"Say that again," Ron said, his face as red as his hair.
And now there were only three people left to be sorted. "Thomas, Dean," a Black boy even taller than Ron, joined Harry at the Gryffindor table. "Turpin, Lisa," became a Ravenclaw and then it was Ron's turn. He was pale green by now. Harry crossed his fingers under the table and a second later the hat had shouted, "GRYFFINDOR!"
"Make it move," he whined at his father. Uncle Vernon tapped on the glass, but the snake didn't budge.
He held out an enormous hand and shook Harry's whole arm.
"Can we buy all this in London?" Harry wondered aloud.
"Don't worry, ickle Ronniekins is safe with us."
Harry was going to ask Ron if he'd had any of the treacle tart, but he fell asleep almost at once.
"No," said Harry, feeling more stupid by the minute.
"Ahern -- just a few more words now that we are all fed and watered. I have a few start-of-term notices to give you.
"Poke him with your Smelting stick, Dudley."
"Oh, Neville," he heard the old woman sigh.
"And that's where..."
"Where do you come from, anyway?" Harry asked.
"CAR CRASH!" roared Hagrid, jumping up so angrily that the Dursleys scuttled back to their corner. "How could a car crash kill Lily an' James Potter? It's an outrage! A scandal! Harry Potter not knowin' his own story when every kid in our world knows his name!" "But why? What happened?" Harry asked urgently.