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"It was not a mistake," said Harry angrily, "it had my cupboard on it."
Questions exploded inside Harry's head like fireworks and he couldn't decide which to ask first. After a few minutes he stammered, "What does it mean, they await my owl?"
"Morning," said Hagrid to a free goblin. "We've come ter take some money outta Mr. Harry Potter's safe."
"Haven't I told you he's not going?" he hissed. "He's going to Stonewall High and he'll be grateful for it. I've read those letters and he needs all sorts of rubbish -- spell books and wands and --"
"GRYFFINDOR!" shouted the hat. Ron groaned.
"Now, what's the platform number?" said the boys' mother.
He turned back to Harry. "You'll soon find out some wizarding families are much better than others, Potter. You don't want to go making friends with the wrong sort. I can help you there."
"Want a hand?" It was one of the red-haired twins he'd followed through the barrier.
Griphook held the door open for them. Harry, who had expected more marble, was surprised. They were in a narrow stone passageway lit with flaming torches. It sloped steeply downward and there were little railway tracks on the floor. Griphook whistled and a small cart came hurtling up the tracks toward them. They climbed in -- Hagrid with some difficulty -- and were off.
"Don't make me feel worse," said Harry. He told Hagrid about the pate boy in Madam Malkin's.
"And now, before we go to bed, let us sing the school song!" cried Dumbledore. Harry noticed that the other teachers' smiles had become rather fixed.
"Make Harry get it."
"No post on Sundays," he reminded them cheerfully as he spread marmalade on his newspapers, "no damn letters today --"