Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone
He looked very pleased with himself, but Hermione didn't.
"Hagrid, you live in a wooden house," she said. (14.51-52)
A hundred and fifty points lost. That put Gryffindor in last place. In one night, they'd ruined any chance Gryffindor had had for the house cup. Harry felt as though the bottom had dropped out of his stomach. How could they ever make up for this? (15.16)
It seemed to be a handsome, leather-covered book. Harry opened it curiously. It was full of wizard photographs. Smiling and waving at him from every page were his mother and father.
"Sent owls off ter all yer parents' old school friends, askin' for photos… knew yeh didn' have any… d'yeh like it?"
Harry couldn't speak, but Hagrid understood. (17.175-177)