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"
I
'm
not
going
to
do
anything
,
"
said
Harry
,
"
honestly
...
"
But
Uncle
Vernon
did
n't
believe
him
.
No
one
ever
did
.
The
problem
was
,
strange
things
often
happened
around
Harry
and
it
was
just
no
good
telling
the
Dursleys
he
did
n't
make
them
happen
.
Once
,
Aunt
Petunia
,
tired
of
Harry
coming
back
from
the
barbers
looking
as
though
he
had
n't
been
at
all
,
had
taken
a
pair
of
kitchen
scissors
and
cut
his
hair
so
short
he
was
almost
bald
except
for
his
bangs
,
which
she
left
"
to
hide
that
horrible
scar
.
"
Dudley
had
laughed
himself
silly
at
Harry
,
who
spent
a
sleepless
night
imagining
school
the
next
day
,
where
he
was
already
laughed
at
for
his
baggy
clothes
and
taped
glasses
.
Next
morning
,
however
,
he
had
gotten
up
to
find
his
hair
exactly
as
it
had
been
before
Aunt
Petunia
had
sheared
it
off
.
He
had
been
given
a
week
in
his
cupboard
for
this
,
even
though
he
had
tried
to
explain
that
he
could
n't
explain
how
it
had
grown
back
so
quickly
.
Another
time
,
Aunt
Petunia
had
been
trying
to
force
him
into
a
revolting
old
sweater
of
Dudley
's
(
brown
with
orange
puff
balls
)
.
The
harder
she
tried
to
pull
it
over
his
head
,
the
smaller
it
seemed
to
become
,
until
finally
it
might
have
fitted
a
hand
puppet
,
but
certainly
would
n't
fit
Harry
.
Aunt
Petunia
had
decided
it
must
have
shrunk
in
the
wash
and
,
to
his
great
relief
,
Harry
was
n't
punished
.
On
the
other
hand
,
he
'd
gotten
into
terrible
trouble
for
being
found
on
the
roof
of
the
school
kitchens
.
Dudley
's
gang
had
been
chasing
him
as
usual
when
,
as
much
to
Harry
's
surprise
as
anyone
else
's
,
there
he
was
sitting
on
the
chimney
.
The
Dursleys
had
received
a
very
angry
letter
from
Harry
's
headmistress
telling
them
Harry
had
been
climbing
school
buildings
.
But
all
he
'd
tried
to
do
(
as
he
shouted
at
Uncle
Vernon
through
the
locked
door
of
his
cupboard
)
was
jump
behind
the
big
trash
cans
outside
the
kitchen
doors
.
Harry
supposed
that
the
wind
must
have
caught
him
in
mid-jump
.
But
today
,
nothing
was
going
to
go
wrong
.
It
was
even
worth
being
with
Dudley
and
Piers
to
be
spending
the
day
somewhere
that
was
n't
school
,
his
cupboard
,
or
Mrs.
Figg
's
cabbage-smelling
living
room
.
While
he
drove
,
Uncle
Vernon
complained
to
Aunt
Petunia
.
He
liked
to
complain
about
things
:
people
at
work
,
Harry
,
the
council
,
Harry
,
the
bank
,
and
Harry
were
just
a
few
of
his
favorite
subjects
.
This
morning
,
it
was
motorcycles
.
