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'
Listening
to
the
news
!
Again
?
'
'
Well
,
it
changes
every
day
,
you
see
,
'
said
Harry
.
'D
o
n't
you
be
clever
with
me
,
boy
!
I
want
to
know
what
you
're
really
up
to
--
and
do
n't
give
me
any
more
of
this
listening
to
the
news
tosh
!
You
know
perfectly
well
that
your
lot
--
'
'
Careful
,
Vernon
!
'
breathed
Aunt
Petunia
,
and
Uncle
Vernon
lowered
his
voice
so
that
Harry
could
barely
hear
him
,
'
--
that
your
lot
do
n't
get
on
our
news
!
'
'
That
's
all
you
know
,
'
said
Harry
.
The
Dursleys
goggled
at
him
for
a
few
seconds
,
then
Aunt
Petunia
said
,
'
You
're
a
nasty
little
liar
.
What
are
all
those
--
'
she
,
too
,
lowered
her
voice
so
that
Harry
had
to
lip-read
the
next
word
,
'
--
owls
doing
if
they
're
not
bringing
you
news
?
'
'
Aha
!
'
said
Uncle
Vernon
in
a
triumphant
whisper
.
'
Get
out
of
that
one
,
boy
!
As
if
we
did
n't
know
you
get
all
your
news
from
those
pestilential
birds
!
'
Harry
hesitated
for
a
moment
.
It
cost
him
something
to
tell
the
truth
this
time
,
even
though
his
aunt
and
uncle
could
not
possibly
know
how
bad
he
felt
at
admitting
it
.
'
The
owls
...
are
n't
bringing
me
news
,
'
he
said
tonelessly
.
'
I
do
n't
believe
it
,
'
said
Aunt
Petunia
at
once
.
