Harry Potter And The Philosopher's / Sorcerer's Stone
Chapter 1(Part 10)
Albus Dumbledore
*firmly* It is the best place for him.
Albus Dumbledore
His aunt and uncle will be able to explain everything to him when he's older.
Albus Dumbledore
I've written them a letter.
Minerva McGonagall
*sitting back down on the wall*
*faintly* A letter?
Minerva McGonagall
Really, Dumbledore, you think you can explain all this in a letter?
Minerva McGonagall
These people will never understand him!
Minerva McGonagall
He'll be famous--a legend--I wouldn't be surprised if today was known as Harry Potter Day in future--there will be books written about Harry--every child in our world will know his name!
Albus Dumbledore
*serious voice* Exactly
Albus Dumbledore
It would be enough to turn any boy's head.
Albus Dumbledore
Famous even before he can walk and talk!
Albus Dumbledore
Famous for something he won't even remember!
Albus Dumbledore
Can't you see how much better off he'll be, growing up away from all that until he's ready to take it?
Minerva McGonagall
*opening her mouth like she wants to say something*
Minerva McGonagall
*couldn't think of what to say*
Minerva McGonagall
*finally speaking* Yes--yes, you're right, of course.
Minerva McGonagall
But how is the boy getting here, Dumbledore?
Minerva McGonagall
*eyeing Dumbledore's cloak as though she thought he might be hiding Harry underneath it*
Albus Dumbledore
Hagrid's bringing him.
Minerva McGonagall
You think it--《wise》--to trust Hagrid with something as important as this?
Albus Dumbledore
I would trust Hagrid with my life.
Minerva McGonagall
*grudgingly*I'm not saying his heart isn't in the right place.
Minerva McGonagall
But you can't pretend he's not careless.
Minerva McGonagall
He does tend to--what was that?
Narrator
A low rumbling sound had broken the silence around them.
Narrator
It grew steadily louder as they looked up and down the street for some sign of a headlight;it swelled to a roar as both looked up at the sky--and a huge motorbike fell out of the air and landed on the road in front of them.
Narrator
If the motorbike was huge, it was nothing to the man striding astride it.
Narrator
He was almost twice as tall as a normal man and atleast five times as wide.
Narrator
He looked too big to be allowed, and so 《wild》--long tangles of bushy black hair and beard hid most of the face ,he had hands the size of dustbin lids and his feet in their leather boots were like baby dolphins.
Narrator
In his vast, muscular arms he was holding a bundle of blankets.
Albus Dumbledore
*sounding relieved* Hagrid,
Albus Dumbledore
And where did you get the motorbike?
Rubeus Hagrid
*getting out of the motorbike* Borrowed it, Professor Dumbledore, sir.
Rubeus Hagrid
Young Sirius Black lent it me.
Rubeus Hagrid
I've got him,sir.
Albus Dumbledore
No problems, were there?
Rubeus Hagrid
No sir--house was almost destroyed but I got him out right before the Muggles started swarmin' around.
Rubeus Hagrid
He fell asleep as we was flyin' over Bristol.
Narrator
Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall bent forward over the bundle of blankets.
Narrator
Inside , just visible, was a baby boy, fast asleep.
Narrator
Under a tuft of jet-black hair over his forehead they could see a curiously shaped cut, like a bolt of lightning.
Minerva McGonagall
*whispering* Is that where--?
Albus Dumbledore
He will have that scar for ever.
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