Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone Audiobook by Stephen Fry

A horrible proposal struck Harry, as horrible thoughts invariably do when you are very frightened. What if he wasn’t chosen at all? What if he just sat there with the hat over his eyes for a while, until Professor McGonagall jerked it off his head and said there had absolutely been a mistake and he’d higher get back on the teach? When Neville Longbottom, the boy who stored losing his toad, was once called, he fell over on his option to the stool. The hat took a very long time to decide with Neville. When it eventually shouted, “GRYFFINDOR,” Neville ran off still wearing it, and needed to jog back amid gales of laughter to provide it to “MacDougal, Morag.”

Malfoy swaggered forward when his title used to be known as and obtained his wish at once: the hat had barely touched his head when it screamed, “SLYTHERIN!”

Malfoy went to join his friends Crabbe and Goyle, looking joyful with himself.

There weren’t many individuals left now. “Moon” “Nott” “Parkinson” then a pair of twin women, “Patil” and “Patil” then “Perks, Sally-Anne” after which, at final — “Potter, Harry!”

As Harry stepped ahead, whispers all of the sudden broke out like little hissing fires in every single place the corridor.


The Harry Potter?”

The final factor Harry saw before the hat dropped over his eyes used to be the corridor filled with individuals craning to get a good seem at him. Subsequent second he was once watching at the black inside of the hat. He waited.

Hmm,” stated a small voice in his ear. “intricate. Very intricate. A lot of braveness, I see. No longer a foul mind either. There’s talent, A my goodness, yes — and a great thirst to show your self, now that is fascinating….

So where shall I put you?”

Harry gripped the sides of the stool and concept, no longer Slytherin, no longer Slytherin.

“not Slytherin, eh?” stated the small voice. “Are you sure? You might be fine, you already know, it is all here for your head, and Slytherin will help you so that it will greatness, for sure about that — no? Well, if you are certain — higher be GRYFFINDOR!”

Harry heard the hat shout the final phrase to the whole hall. He took off the hat and walked shakily toward the Gryffindor table. He used to be so relieved to had been chosen and now not put in Slytherin, he rarely observed that he used to be getting the loudest cheer but. Percy the Prefect received up and shook his hand vigorously, while the Weasley twins yelled, “We got Potter! We bought Potter!” Harry sat down opposite the ghost in the ruff he’d obvious prior. The ghost patted his arm, giving Harry the surprising, horrible feeling he’d just plunged it into a bucket of ice-cold water.

He would see the excessive desk effectively now. At the end nearest him sat Hagrid, who caught his eye and gave him the thumbs up. Harry grinned again. And there, in the core of the excessive table, in a huge gold chair, sat Albus Dumbledore. Harry recognized him without delay from the card he’d gotten out of the Chocolate Frog on the coach. Dumbledore’s silver hair was the one thing within the entire hall that shone as brightly because the ghosts. Harry spotted Professor Quirtell, too, the fearful younger man from the Leaky Cauldron. He used to be looking very atypical in a large crimson turban.

And now there have been simplest three individuals left to be sorted. “Thomas, Dean,”

a Black boy even taller than Ron, joined Harry at the Gryffindor desk.