Understand, I see a single broom in the air. The one riding it will find themselves out of Hogwarts before they can say Quidditch.
Understand, I see a single broom in the air. The one riding it will find themselves out of Hogwarts before they can say Quidditch.
You there, Harry? This is Professor Quirrell. He'll be your defense against the dark arts teacher at Hogwarts.
You there, Harry? This is Professor Quirrell. He'll be your defense against the dark arts teacher at Hogwarts.
You will come forth. I shall place the sorting hat on your head. And you will be sorted into your houses.
You will come forth. I shall place the sorting hat on your head. And you will be sorted into your houses.