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If
it
is
convenient
to
you
,
I
shall
call
at
number
four
,
Privet
Drive
this
coming
Friday
at
eleven
p.
m.
to
escort
you
to
the
Burrow
,
where
you
have
been
invited
to
spend
the
remainder
of
your
school
holidays
.
If
you
are
agreeable
,
I
should
also
be
glad
of
your
assistance
in
a
matter
to
which
I
hope
to
attend
on
the
way
to
the
Burrow
.
I
shall
explain
this
more
fully
when
I
see
you
.
Kindly
send
your
answer
by
return
of
this
owl
.
Hoping
to
see
you
this
Friday
,
I
am
yours
most
sincerely
,
Albus
Dumbledore
Though
he
already
knew
it
by
heart
,
Harry
had
been
stealing
glances
at
this
missive
every
few
minutes
since
seven
o'clock
that
evening
,
when
he
had
first
taken
up
his
position
beside
his
bedroom
window
,
which
had
a
reasonable
view
of
both
ends
of
Privet
Drive
.
He
knew
it
was
pointless
to
keep
rereading
Dumbledore
's
words
;
Harry
had
sent
back
his
"
yes
"
with
the
delivering
owl
,
as
requested
,
and
all
he
could
do
now
was
wait
:
either
Dumbledore
was
going
to
come
,
or
he
was
not
.
But
Harry
had
not
packed
.
It
just
seemed
too
good
to
be
true
that
he
was
going
to
be
rescued
from
the
Dursleys
after
a
mere
fortnight
of
their
company
.
He
could
not
shrug
off
the
feeling
that
something
was
going
to
go
wrong
--
his
reply
to
Dumbledore
's
letter
might
have
gone
astray
;
Dumbledore
could
be
prevented
from
collecting
him
;
the
letter
might
turn
out
not
to
be
from
Dumbledore
at
all
,
but
a
trick
or
joke
or
trap
.
Harry
had
not
been
able
to
face
packing
and
then
being
let
down
and
having
to
unpack
again
.
The
only
gesture
he
had
made
to
the
possibility
of
a
journey
was
to
shut
his
snowy
owl
,
Hedwig
,
safely
in
her
cage
.
The
minute
hand
on
the
alarm
clock
reached
the
number
twelve
and
,
at
that
precise
moment
,
the
street-lamp
outside
the
window
went
out
.
Harry
awoke
as
though
the
sudden
darkness
were
an
alarm
.
Hastily
straightening
his
glasses
and
unsticking
his
cheek
from
the
glass
,
he
pressed
his
nose
against
the
window
instead
and
squinted
down
at
the
pavement
.
A
tall
figure
in
a
long
,
billowing
cloak
was
walking
up
the
garden
path
.
