Harry moved the tip of his eagle-feather quill down the page, frowning as he looked for something that would help him write his essay, "Witch Burning in the Fourteenth Century Was Completely Pointless discuss." The quill paused at the top of a likely-looking paragraph. It was nearly midnight, and he was lying on his stomach in bed, the blankets drawn right over his head like a tent, a flashlight in one hand and a large leather-bound book (A History of Magic by Bathilda Bagshot) propped open against the pillow. ![]() For another, he really wanted to do his homework but was forced to do it in secret, in the dead of night. For one thing, he hated the summer holidays more than any other time of year. ![]() Harry Potter 3 - The Prisoner of Azkaban Harry Potter was a highly unusual boy in many ways.
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