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"
Everyone
thinks
I
'm
special
,
"
he
said
at
last
.
"
All
those
people
in
the
Leaky
Cauldron
,
Professor
Quirrell
,
Mr.
Ollivander
...
but
I
do
n't
know
anything
about
magic
at
all
.
How
can
they
expect
great
things
?
I
'm
famous
and
I
ca
n't
even
remember
what
I
'm
famous
for
.
I
do
n't
know
what
happened
when
Vol
-
,
sorry
--
I
mean
,
the
night
my
parents
died
.
"
Hagrid
leaned
across
the
table
.
Behind
the
wild
beard
and
eyebrows
he
wore
a
very
kind
smile
.
"
Don
'
you
worry
,
Harry
.
You
'll
learn
fast
enough
.
Everyone
starts
at
the
beginning
at
Hogwarts
,
you
'll
be
just
fine
.
Just
be
yerself
.
I
know
it
's
hard
.
Yeh
've
been
singled
out
,
an
'
that
's
always
hard
.
But
yeh
'll
have
a
great
time
at
Hogwarts
--
I
did
--
still
do
,
's
matter
of
fact
.
"
Hagrid
helped
Harry
on
to
the
train
that
would
take
him
back
to
the
Dursleys
,
then
handed
him
an
envelope
.
"
Yer
ticket
fer
Hogwarts
,
"
he
said
.
"
First
o
'
September
--
King
's
Cross
--
it
's
all
on
yer
ticket
.
Any
problems
with
the
Dursleys
,
send
me
a
letter
with
yer
owl
,
she
'll
know
where
to
find
me
...
See
yeh
soon
,
Harry
.
"
The
train
pulled
out
of
the
station
.
Harry
wanted
to
watch
Hagrid
until
he
was
out
of
sight
;
he
rose
in
his
seat
and
pressed
his
nose
against
the
window
,
but
he
blinked
and
Hagrid
had
gone
.
Harry
's
last
month
with
the
Dursleys
was
n't
fun
.
True
,
Dudley
was
now
so
scared
of
Harry
he
would
n't
stay
in
the
same
room
,
while
Aunt
Petunia
and
Uncle
Vernon
did
n't
shut
Harry
in
his
cupboard
,
force
him
to
do
anything
,
or
shout
at
him
--
in
fact
,
they
did
n't
speak
to
him
at
all
.
Half
terrified
,
half
furious
,
they
acted
as
though
any
chair
with
Harry
in
it
were
empty
.
Although
this
was
an
improvement
in
many
ways
,
it
did
become
a
bit
depressing
after
a
while
.
Harry
kept
to
his
room
,
with
his
new
owl
for
company
.
He
had
decided
to
call
her
Hedwig
,
a
name
he
had
found
in
A
History
of
Magic
.
His
school
books
were
very
interesting
.
He
lay
on
his
bed
reading
late
into
the
night
,
Hedwig
swooping
in
and
out
of
the
open
window
as
she
pleased
.
It
was
lucky
that
Aunt
Petunia
did
n't
come
in
to
vacuum
anymore
,
because
Hedwig
kept
bringing
back
dead
mice
.
Every
night
before
he
went
to
sleep
,
Harry
ticked
off
another
day
on
the
piece
of
paper
he
had
pinned
to
the
wall
,
counting
down
to
September
the
first
.
On
the
last
day
of
August
he
thought
he
'd
better
speak
to
his
aunt
and
uncle
about
getting
to
King
's
Cross
station
the
next
day
,
so
he
went
down
to
the
living
room
where
they
were
watching
a
quiz
show
on
television
.
He
cleared
his
throat
to
let
them
know
he
was
there
,
and
Dudley
screamed
and
ran
from
the
room
.
"
Er
--
Uncle
Vernon
?
"
