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    He'd lived with the Dursleys almost ten years, ten miserable years, as

    long as he could remember, ever since he'd been a baby and his parents

    had died in that car crash. He couldn't remember being in the car when

    his parents had died. Sometimes, when he strained his memory during long

    hours in his cupboard, he came up with a strange vision: a blinding

    flash of green light and a burn- ing pain on his forehead. This, he

    supposed, was the crash, though he couldn't imagine where all the green

    light came from. He couldn't remember his parents at all. His aunt and

    uncle never spoke about them, and of course he was forbidden to ask

    questions. There were no photographs of them in the house.

    When he had been younger, Harry had dreamed and dreamed of some unknown

    relation coming to take him away, but it had never happened; the

    Dursleys were his only family. Yet sometimes he thought (or maybe hoped)

    that strangers in the street seemed to know him. Very strange strangers

    they were, too. A tiny man in a violet top hat had bowed to him once

    while out shopping with Aunt Petunia and Dudley. After asking Harry

    furiously if he knew the man, Aunt Petunia had rushed them out of the

    shop without buying anything. A wild-looking old woman dressed all in

    green had waved merrily at him once on a bus. A bald man in a very long

    purple coat had actually shaken his hand in the street the other day and

    then walked away without a word. The weirdest thing about all these

    people was the way they seemed to vanish the second Harry tried to get a

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    closer look.

    At school, Harry had no one. Everybody knew that Dudley's gang hated

    that odd Harry Potter in his baggy old clothes and broken glasses, and

    nobody liked to disagree with Dudley's gang.


    CHAPTER THREE

    THE LETTERS FROM NO ONE

    The escape of the Brazilian boa constrictor earned Harry his

    longest-ever punishment. By the time he was allowed out of his cupboard

    again, the summer holidays had started and Dudley had already broken his

    new video camera, crashed his remote control airplane, and, first time

    out on his racing bike, knocked down old Mrs. Figg as she crossed Privet

    Drive on her crutches.

    Harry was glad school was over, but there was no escaping Dudley's gang,

    who visited the house every single day. Piers, Dennis, Malcolm, and

    Gordon were all big and stupid, but as Dudley was the biggest and

    stupidest of the lot, he was the leader. The rest of them were all quite

    happy to join in Dudley's favorite sport: Harry Hunting.

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