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Their mother suddenly became very stern.
The table second from the left clapped this time; several Ravenclaws stood up to shake hands with Terry as he joined them.
Maybe they had to try and get a rabbit out of it, Harry thought wildly, that seemed the sort of thing -- noticing that everyone in the hall was now staring at the hat, he stared at it, too. For a few seconds, there was complete silence. Then the hat twitched. A rip near the brim opened wide like a mouth -- and the hat began to sing:
"You can kip under that," he said. "Don' mind if it wriggles a bit, I think I still got a couple o' dormice in one o' the pockets."
"Very well," he said, handing it back to Hagrid, "I will have Someone take you down to both vaults. Griphook!"
"Out of the way, you," he said, punching Harry in the ribs. Caught by surprise, Harry fell hard on the concrete floor. What came next happened so fast no one saw how it happened -- one second, Piers and Dudley were leaning right up close to the glass, the next, they had leapt back with howls of horror.
"What has been going on?" she said, looking at the sweets all over the floor and Ron picking up Scabbers by his tail.
Or yet in wise old Ravenclaw,
Headmaster: ALBUS DUMBLEDORE
"Tricky customer, eh? Not to worry, we'll find the perfect match here somewhere -- I wonder, now - - yes, why not -- unusual combination -- holly and phoenix feather, eleven inches, nice and supple."
"Would it be all right if you gave me a lift?"
That evening when he got back from work, Uncle Vernon did something he'd never done before; he visited Harry in his cupboard.
As he looked at Dudley in his new knickerbockers, Uncle Vernon said gruffly that it was the proudest moment of his life. Aunt Petunia burst into tears and said she couldn't believe it was her Ickle Dudleykins, he looked so handsome and grown-up. Harry didn't trust himself to speak. He thought two of his ribs might already have cracked from trying not to laugh.
A whistle sounded.
Hagrid's big hairy face beamed over the sea of heads.
The train slowed right down and finally stopped. People pushed their way toward the door and out on to a tiny, dark platform. Harry shivered in the cold night air. Then a lamp came bobbing over the heads of the students, and Harry heard a familiar voice: "Firs' years! Firs' years over here! All right there, Harry?"