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"
So
-
can
I
go
then
?
"
he
asked
.
A
slight
spasm
crossed
Uncle
Vernon
's
large
purple
face
.
The
mustache
bristled
.
Harry
thought
he
knew
what
was
going
on
behind
the
mustache
:
a
furious
battle
as
two
of
Uncle
Vernon
's
most
fundamental
instincts
came
into
conflict
.
Allowing
Harry
to
go
would
make
Harry
happy
,
something
Uncle
Vernon
had
struggled
against
for
thirteen
years
.
On
the
other
hand
,
allowing
Harry
to
disappear
to
the
Weasleys
'
for
the
rest
of
the
summer
would
get
rid
of
him
two
weeks
earlier
than
anyone
could
have
hoped
,
and
Uncle
Vernon
hated
having
Harry
in
the
house
.
To
give
himself
thinking
time
,
it
seemed
,
he
looked
down
at
Mrs.
Weasley
's
letter
again
.
"
Who
is
this
woman
?
"
he
said
,
staring
at
the
signature
with
distaste
.
"
You
've
seen
her
,
"
said
Harry
.
"
She
's
my
friend
Ron
's
mother
,
she
was
meeting
him
off
the
Hog
-
off
the
school
train
at
the
end
of
last
term
.
"
He
had
almost
said
"
Hogwarts
Express
,
"
and
that
was
a
sure
way
to
get
his
uncle
's
temper
up
.
Nobody
ever
mentioned
the
name
of
Harry
's
school
aloud
in
the
Dursley
household
.
Uncle
Vernon
screwed
up
his
enormous
face
as
though
trying
to
remember
something
very
unpleasant
.
"
Dumpy
sort
of
woman
?
"
he
growled
finally
.
"
Load
of
children
with
red
hair
?
"
Harry
frowned
.
He
thought
it
was
a
bit
rich
of
Uncle
Vernon
to
call
anyone
"
dumpy
,
"
when
his
own
son
,
Dudley
,
had
finally
achieved
what
he
'd
been
threatening
to
do
since
the
age
of
three
,
and
become
wider
than
he
was
tall
.
Uncle
Vernon
was
perusing
the
letter
again
.
