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Discovering he had no idea how to find Platform nine and three quarters, Harry did the most reasonable thing he could think of. He pulled a large scrap of paper out of his trunk and wrote a hasty sign that he then held up for people passing by to read.

"Trying to find Paltform 9 3/4 – please help," it read.

Several people chuckled, and few looked at him like they were worried he had lost his mind.

One or two tossed a few coins onto the book bag he had left lying at his feet after taking out his writing materials.

Eventually a girl with extremely bushy hair stopped in front of him, hands on her hips and a stern look on her face.

"You shouldn't have that where people can see it," she admonished. "It might violate the statute of secrecy, and you spelt platform wrong."

"Wouldn't be much point if nobody could see it," he replied evenly, "and you managed to understand what I meant, so that it means its working."

"Why don't you know where the entrance is?" she asked.

"Why do you?" he countered.

"I read all about it," she said, a tone of superiority in her voice that Harry really didn't appreciate. "You enter through that pillar between platform nine and ten, right there behind you. It's a magical portal that looks like a wall but is really a doorway. All you have to do is walk right into the wall without stopping."

"Well I didn't read about, but thank you very much," Harry said, not moving to put his sign down. "Guess I'll see you on the other side then."

Fuzzy stood for a moment, seeming confused.

"Aren't you going to go through?" she asked, as a middle aged couple, probably her parents, joined her.

"Not yet," said Harry.

"Why not? It's not difficult. I'll go through before you, if you are scared."

"Nah, that's fine," he said. "I'm just going to wait here a bit longer. We've got an hour before it's due to leave, and I've already made five quid," he said, nodding in thanks as another person dropped a coin onto his bag.

Fuzzy did not look impressed.

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