Amelia Potter and the Chamber of Secrets PART 1

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After a bit of fussing over Sharptooh things settled down again. 

'Come an' see what I've bin growin',' said Hagrid, as Harry and Hermione finished the last of their tea(Sharptooth had spiled Amelias well chasing Fang). 

In the small vegetable patch behind Hagrid's house were a dozen of the largest pumpkins Harry had ever seen. Each was the size of a large boulder.

'Gettin' on well, aren't they?' said Hagrid happily. 'Fer the Hallowe'en feast ... should be big enough by then.'

'What've you been feeding them?' said Harry.

Hagrid looked over his shoulder to check that they were alone. 'Well, I've bin givin' them – you know – a bit o' help.'

Harry noticed Hagrid's flowery pink umbrella leaning against the back wall of the cabin. Harry had had reason to believe before now that this umbrella was not all it looked; in fact, he had the strong impression that Hagrid's old school wand was concealed inside it. Hagrid wasn't supposed to use magic. He had been expelled from Hogwarts in his third year, but Harry had never found out why any mention of the matter and Hagrid would clear his throat loudly and become mysteriously deaf until the subject was changed.

'An Engorgement Charm, I suppose?' said Hermione, halfway between disapproval and amusement. 'Well, you've done a good job on them.'

'they look amazing!' said Amelia as Sharptooh sat on her shoulder.

'That's what yer little sister said,' said Hagrid, nodding at Ron. 'Met her jus' yesterday.' Hagrid looked sideways at Harry, his beard twitching. 'Said she was jus' lookin' round the grounds, but I reckon she was hopin' she might run inter someone else at my house.' He winked at Harry. 'If yeh ask me, she wouldn' say no ter a signed –'