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CHAPTER FIVE

Harry scrambled to his feet , so happy he felt as though a large balloon was swelling inside him . He went straight to the window and jerked it open . The owl swooped in and dropped the newspaper on top of Hagrid , who didn ’ t wake up . The owl then fluttered onto the floor and began to attack Hagrid ’ s coat . “ Don ’ t do that .” Harry tried to wave the owl out of the way , but it snapped its beak fiercely at him and carried on savaging the coat . “ Hagrid !” said Harry loudly . “ There ’ s an owl —” “ Pay him ,” Hagrid grunted into the sofa . “ What ?” “ He wants payin ’ fer deliverin ’ the paper . Look in the pockets .” Hagrid ’ s coat seemed to be made of nothing but pockets — bunches of keys , slug pellets , balls of string , peppermint humbugs , teabags . . . finally , Harry pulled out a handful of strange-looking coins . “ Give him five Knuts ,” said Hagrid sleepily . “ Knuts ?” “ The little bronze ones .” Harry counted out five little bronze coins , and the owl held out his leg so Harry could put the money into a small leather pouch tied to it . Then he flew off through the open window . Hagrid yawned loudly , sat up , and stretched . “ Best be off , Harry , lots ter do today , gotta get up ter London an ’ buy all yer stuff fer school .”
Harry was turning over the wizard coins and looking at them . He had just thought of something that made him feel as though the happy balloon inside him had got a puncture .

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