Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone (Harry Potter, #1)

by J.K. Rowling

Hagrid, or we’ll be found,’ Professor McGonagall whispered, patting Hagrid gingerly on the arm as Dumbledore stepped over the low garden wall and

lived after he decided ter kill ’em, no one except you, an’ he’d killed

was scared, or angry?’ Harry looked into the fire. Now he came to think about

But he had finally gone too far. Hagrid seized his umbrella and

him and he caught a few words of what they were saying.

widely believed to be the work of Dark wizards or witches unknown.

Quidditch pitch where he’d be learning to play that night. He bolted his dinner that evening without noticing what he was eating and then rushed upstairs

‘So – after that obvious and disgusting bit of cheating –’