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"Yes," said Harry. He was looking at the other boys. Both of them were thickset and looked extremely mean. Standing on either side of the pale boy, they looked like bodyguards.
"What?" said Harry.
"Yet great puddin' of a son don' need fattenin' anymore, Dursley, don' worry."
"Do they? What, they don't move at all?" Ron sounded amazed. "weird!"
"Yeah, you'll be needin' one," said Hagrid, "but we gotta get yer money first."
Mr. Ollivander moved closer to Harry. Harry wished he would blink. Those silvery eyes were a bit creepy.
The youngest boy tried to jerk out of the way, but she grabbed him and began rubbing the end of his nose.
"Hey, Mom, guess what? Guess who we just met on the train?"
"Asked him. Saw his scar. It's really there - like lightning."
One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi by Phyllida Spore
A tinkling bell rang somewhere in the depths of the shop as they stepped inside. It was a tiny place, empty except for a single, spindly chair that Hagrid sat on to wait. Harry felt strangely as though he had entered a very strict library; he swallowed a lot of new questions that had just occurred to him and looked instead at the thousands of narrow boxes piled neatly right up to the ceiling. For some reason, the back of his neck prickled. The very dust and silence in here seemed to tingle with some secret magic.
"Well, their main job is to keep it from the Muggles that there's still witches an' wizards up an' down the country."
But Uncle Vernon wasn't going to give in without a fight.
"Knew!" shrieked Aunt Petunia suddenly. "Knew! Of course we knew! How could you not be, my dratted sister being what she was? Oh, she got a letter just like that and disappeared off to that-that school-and came home every vacation with her pockets full of frog spawn, turning teacups into rats. I was the only one who saw her for what she was -- a freak! But for my mother and father, oh no, it was Lily this and Lily that, they were proud of having a witch in the family!"
Twenty minutes later, they left Eeylops Owl Emporium, which had been dark and full of rustling and flickering, jewel-bright eyes. Harry now carried a large cage that held a beautiful snowy owl, fast asleep with her head under her wing. He couldn't stop stammering his thanks, sounding just like Professor Quirrell.。