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"
Here
you
are
,
then
,
"
said
the
driver
,
a
surprisingly
short
while
later
,
speaking
for
the
first
time
as
he
slowed
in
Charing
Cross
Road
and
stopped
outside
the
Leaky
Cauldron
.
"
I
'm
to
wait
for
you
,
any
idea
how
long
you
'll
be
?
"
"
A
couple
of
hours
,
I
expect
,
"
said
Mr.
Weasley
.
"
Ah
,
good
,
he
's
here
!
"
Harry
imitated
Mr.
Weasley
and
peered
through
the
window
;
his
heart
leapt
.
There
were
no
Aurors
waiting
outside
the
inn
,
but
instead
the
gigantic
,
black-bearded
form
of
Rubeus
Hagrid
,
the
Hogwarts
gamekeeper
,
wearing
a
long
beaverskin
coat
,
beaming
at
the
sight
of
Harry
's
face
and
oblivious
to
the
startled
stares
of
passing
Muggles
.
"
Harry
!
"
he
boomed
,
sweeping
Harry
into
a
bone-crushing
hug
the
moment
Harry
had
stepped
out
of
the
car
.
"
Buckbeak
--
Witherwings
,
I
mean
--
yeh
should
see
him
,
Harry
,
he
's
so
happy
ter
be
back
in
the
open
air
--
"
"
Glad
he
's
pleased
,
"
said
Harry
,
grinning
as
he
massaged
his
ribs
.
"
We
did
n't
know
's
ecurity
'
meant
you
!
"
"
I
know
,
jus
'
like
old
times
,
innit
?
See
,
the
Ministry
wanted
ter
send
a
bunch
o
'
Aurors
,
but
Dumbledore
said
I
'd
do
,
"
said
Hagrid
proudly
,
throwing
out
his
chest
and
tucking
his
thumbs
into
his
pockets
.
"
Lets
get
goin
'
then
--
after
yeh
,
Molly
,
Arthur
--
"
The
Leaky
Cauldron
was
,
for
the
first
time
in
Harry
's
memory
,
completely
empty
.
Only
Tom
the
landlord
,
wizened
and
toothless
,
remained
of
the
old
crowd
.
He
looked
up
hopefully
as
they
entered
,
but
before
he
could
speak
,
Hagrid
said
importantly
,
"
Jus
'
passin
'
through
today
,
Tom
,
sure
yeh
understand
,
Hogwarts
business
,
yeh
know
.
"
Tom
nodded
gloomily
and
returned
to
wiping
glasses
;
Harry
,
Hermione
,
Hagrid
,
and
the
Weasleys
walked
through
the
bar
and
out
into
the
chilly
little
courtyard
at
the
back
where
the
dustbins
stood
.
Hagrid
raised
his
pink
umbrella
and
rapped
a
certain
brick
in
the
wall
,
which
opened
at
once
to
form
an
archway
onto
a
winding
cobbled
street
.
They
stepped
through
the
entrance
and
paused
,
looking
around
.
Diagon
Alley
had
changed
.
The
colorful
,
glittering
window
displays
of
spellbooks
,
potion
ingredients
,
and
cauldrons
were
lost
to
view
,
hidden
behind
the
large
Ministry
of
Magic
posters
that
had
been
pasted
over
them
.
Most
of
these
somber
purple
posters
carried
blown-up
versions
of
the
security
advice
on
the
Ministry
pamphlets
that
had
been
sent
out
over
the
summer
,
but
others
bore
moving
black-and-white
photographs
of
Death
Eaters
known
to
be
on
the
loose
.
Bellatrix
Lestrange
was
sneering
from
the
front
of
the
nearest
apothecary
.
A
few
windows
were
boarded
up
,
including
those
of
Florean
Fortescue
's
Ice
Cream
Parlor
.
On
the
other
hand
,
a
number
of
shabby-looking
stalls
had
sprung
up
along
the
street
.
The
nearest
one
,
which
had
been
erected
outside
Flourish
and
Blotts
,
under
a
striped
,
stained
awning
,
had
a
cardboard
sign
pinned
to
its
front
:
AMULETS
:
Effective
Against
Werewolves
,
Dementors
,
and
Inferi
