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As
he
had
expected
,
Mrs.
Dursley
looked
shocked
and
angry
.
After
all
,
they
normally
pretended
she
did
n't
have
a
sister
.
"
No
,
"
she
said
sharply
.
"
Why
?
"
"
Funny
stuff
on
the
news
,
"
Mr.
Dursley
mumbled
.
"
Owls
...
shooting
stars
...
and
there
were
a
lot
of
funny-looking
people
in
town
today
...
"
"
So
?
"
snapped
Mrs.
Dursley
.
"
Well
,
I
just
thought
...
maybe
...
it
was
something
to
do
with
...
you
know
...
her
crowd
.
"
Mrs.
Dursley
sipped
her
tea
through
pursed
lips
.
Mr.
Dursley
wondered
whether
he
dared
tell
her
he
'd
heard
the
name
"
Potter
.
"
He
decided
he
did
n't
dare
.
Instead
he
said
,
as
casually
as
he
could
,
"
Their
son
--
he
'd
be
about
Dudley
's
age
now
,
would
n't
he
?
"
"
I
suppose
so
,
"
said
Mrs.
Dursley
stiffly
.
"
What
's
his
name
again
?
Howard
,
is
n't
it
?
"
"
Harry
.
Nasty
,
common
name
,
if
you
ask
me
.
"
"
Oh
,
yes
,
"
said
Mr.
Dursley
,
his
heart
sinking
horribly
.
"
Yes
,
I
quite
agree
.
"
