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"
Do
you
mean
ter
tell
me
,
"
he
growled
at
the
Dursleys
,
"
that
this
boy
--
this
boy
!
--
knows
nothin
'
abou
'
--
about
ANYTHING
?
"
Harry
thought
this
was
going
a
bit
far
.
He
had
been
to
school
,
after
all
,
and
his
marks
were
n't
bad
.
"
I
know
some
things
,
"
he
said
.
"
I
can
,
you
know
,
do
math
and
stuff
.
"
But
Hagrid
simply
waved
his
hand
and
said
,
"
About
our
world
,
I
mean
.
Your
world
.
My
world
.
Yer
parents
'
world
.
"
"
What
world
?
"
Hagrid
looked
as
if
he
was
about
to
explode
.
"
DURSLEY
!
"
he
boomed
.
Uncle
Vernon
,
who
had
gone
very
pale
,
whispered
something
that
sounded
like
"
Mimblewimble
.
"
Hagrid
stared
wildly
at
Harry
.
"
But
yeh
must
know
about
yer
mom
and
dad
,
"
he
said
.
"
I
mean
,
they
're
famous
.
You
're
famous
.
"
"
What
?
My
--
my
mom
and
dad
were
n't
famous
,
were
they
?
"
