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stairs
4 privet drive
little whinging
surrey
the ehid heavy, made of yellowish part,
and the address was written in emerald-green ink. there .
turning the envelope over, his hand trembling, harry saw a
purple wax seal bearing a s; a lion, an eagle, a badger,
and a snake surroundier h.
”hurry up, boy!” shouted un the kit. ”what are
you doing, g for letter bombs?” he chuckled at his own joke.
harry went back to the kit, still staring at his letter. he
hahe bill acard, sat down, and slowly
begahe yellow envelope.
un ripped open the bill, snorted in disgust, and
flipped over the postcard.
”marges ill,” he i petunia. ”ate a funny whelk. --.”
”dad!” said dudley suddenly. ”dad, harrys got something!”
harry was o of unfoldier, which was
written on the same heavy part as the e was
jerked sharply out of his hand by un.
”thats mine!” said harry, trying to snatch it back.
”whod be writing to you?” sneered un, shaking the
letter open with one hand and glang at it. his fat from
red to greeharaffic lights. and it didnt
stop there. withi was the grayish white e.
”p-p-petunia!” he gasped.
dudley tried to grab the letter to read it, but un
held it high out of his reat petunia took it curiously and
read the first line. for a moment it looked as though she might
faiched her throat and made a oise.
”vernon! oh my goodness -- vernon!”
they stared at each totten that
harry aill in the room. dudley wasnt used to
being ignave his father a sharp tap oh his
smelting stick.
”i wa letter,” he said loudly. wa,”
said harry furiously, ”as its mine.”
”get out, both of you,” , stuffing the
letter baside its envelope.
harry didnt move.
i waer!” he shouted.
”let me see it!” demanded dudley.
”out!” roared un, ah harry and dudley by
the scruffs of their hrew them into the hall, slamming the
kit door behind them. harry aly had a furious
but silent fight over who would listen at the keyhole; dudley won,
slasses dangling from one ear, lay flat on his stomach
to listen at the cra door and floor.
”vernon,” auunia was saying in a quivering voice, ”look
at the address -- how could they possibly know where he sleeps? you
dont think theyre watg the house?”
”watg -- spying -- might be following us,” muttered uncle
vernon wildly.
”but what should we do, vernon? should we write back? tell them
we dont want --”
harry could see uns shiny black shoes pad
dow.
”no,” he said finally. ”no, well ighey do
an answer... yes, thats best... we wont do anything....
”but --”
”im not havihe house, petunia! didnt hen
we took him iamp out that dangerous nonsense?”
that eve ba work, un did
something hed never done before; he visited harry in his cupboard.
”wheres my letter?” said harry, the moment un had
squeezed through the door. ”wh to me?”
” was addressed to you by mistake,” said un
shortly. ”i have bur.”
”it was not a mistake,” said harry angrily, ”it had my cupboard
on it.”
”silence!” yelled un, and a couple of spiders fell
from the g. he took a few deep breaths and then forced his
faile, which looked quite painful.
”er -- yes, harry -- about this cupboard. your aunt and i have
been think