Harry Rotter
Chapter Four
Secrecy, at Any Cost
Next morning, Harry, knocking softly on Box’s bedroom door, whispered, “Box, are you awake?”
“Hmm, what is it?” he sleepily replied.
“I said, are you awake?”
“What time is it?” Box asked, while rubbing his eyes.
“It’s half past six.”
“Half past six, are you sure?” Box asked, unwilling to believe that even she would consider awakening him at so early an hour. Reaching for his glasses on the bedside locker, and then grabbing hold of his watch, Box looked at it, and saw that it was indeed that time.
“Yes, I am sure of it,” said Harry, though louder this time. “Are you getting up or do I have to send off for that snake, again?”
Remembering the snake, and what it had done to him, Box jumped out of bed, and said, “I am getting up – I really am!”
CONTD
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