Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone Chapter 5 Diagon Alley

Hagrid takes Harry Potter to Diagon Alley, a hidden district in London, to buy all his things for school.


"How did you get here?" Harry asked, looking for another boat.

That, Harry is a very good question.

"Flew" said Hagrid.
"Flew?"
"Yeah - but we'll go back in this. Not s'pposed ter use magic now I've got yeh."

Hagrid flew? HE FLEW? How did he manage this? I doubt any broom could hold Hagrid. Besides, he wouldn't just leave a nice flying broom there. That leaves only one option. HE FLEW LIKE THE DARK LORD. Hagrid had powers no one in the wizarding world imagined.

At this moment the boat bumped gently into the harbor wall. Hagrid folded up his newspaper, and they calmbored up the stone steps onto the street.

So you take their boat, Hagrid, and don't even send it back?
What kind of a sick man are you Hagrid? All this time have you worked for the Dark Lord?  I THOUGHT I KNEW YOU. You probably insisted on getting Harry that way you could befriend him and keep an eye on him for You-Know-Who.
I can't believe I fell for your tricks.


Haha no. I adore you, Hagrid. Just a plot hole that's all.
But really, was it nessacry to steal their boat and not send it back?

I don't think I fully realized Hagrid's absurd appearences in Muggle places during this chapter. It's so very amusing. And you know what? Hagrid doesn't care. He's enjoying himself. Where other people might feel outcast and different, Hagrid is nothing but himself.

Here also in this chapter we first meet Draco Malfoy, even though we don't realize it yet.

"Know what House you'll be in yet?"
"No," said Harry, feeling more stupid by the minute.
"Well, no one really knows until they get there, do they, but I know I'll be in Slytherin, all our family have been- imagine being in Hufflepuff, I think I'd leave, wouldn't you?"
"Mmm," said Harry, wishing he could say something a bit more interesting.

Well excuse me, Draco Malfoy, but I imagine being in Hufflepuff would ROCK.

"Where are your parents?"
"They're dead," said Harry shortly. He didn't feel much like going into the matter with this boy.
"Oh, sorry," said the other, not sound sorry at all. "But they were our kind, weren't they?"
"They were a witch and wizard, if that's what you mean."
"I really don't think they should let the other sort in, do you? They're just no the same, they've never been brought up to know our ways. Some of them have never even heard of Hogwarts until they get the letter, imagine. I think they should keep it in the old wizarding families. What's your surname, anyway?"


At first I felt like Draco was speaking words that matched someone older rather than an eleven year old. But then I realized, those are the words of someone older. They're his parents words. He's only restating the things his parents say and believe because he is after all an eleven year old child. Draco Malfoy is only a niave boy who lives by his parent's beliefs because they're his parents and he looks up to them.


"And what are Slytherin and Hufflepuff"
"School Houses. There's four. Everyone says Hufflepuff are a lot o' duffers, but -"
"I bet I'm in Hufflepuff," said Harry gloomily.


Aw, Harry, no, Hufflepuff is great. I must admit, though, you are destined for another House.


I like Olivander better in the books. I also like rather than Harry waving a wand and diastrous things happen, Olivander just snatchs them out of his hand when nothing happens.