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and his parents had died in that car crash. he t remember
being in the his parents had died. sometimes, when he
strained his mem hours in his cupboard, he came up
with a strange vision: a blinding flash ht and a burn-
ing pain ohis, he supposed, was the crash, though
he t imagihe green light . he t
remember his parents at all. his aunt and unever 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
uion away, but it had never happened;
the dursleys were his only family. yet sometimes he thought (or maybe
hoped) that strahe street seemed to know him. very strange
straoo. a tiny man i had bowed
to him o shopping etunia aer
asking harry furiously if he khe maunia had rushed
them out of the shop without buying anything. a wild-looking old
woman dressed all in green had waved merrily at him on a bus. a
bald man in a very lo had actually shaken his hand in
the street the other day and then ithout a word. the
weirdest thing about all these people was the way they seemed to
vanish the sed harry tried to get a closer look.
at school, harry had no one. everybody k dudleys gang
hated that odd harry potter in his baggy old d broken
glasses, and nobody liked to disagree with dudleys gang.
chapter three
the letters from no one
the escape of the brazilian boa stried harry his
lo-ever puhe time he was allowed out of his
cupbain, the summer holidays had started and dudley had
already broken his new video camera, crashed his remote trol
airplane, and, first time out bike, kno old
mrs. figg as she crossed privet drive oches.
harry was glad school was over, but there was no esg
dudleys gang, who visited the hle day. piers, dennis,
mal, and gord
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