

Petunia: Oh, don't be so stupid, you're going to the state school where you belong. Petunia: What, you? Go to Smeltings? Vernon: Ha! In just a week you'll be off to Smeltings. Petunia: AShe gasps in joy.] Vernon, just look at him. Harry: Ow! Vernon: What happened?! Harry: I swear I don't know! One minute, the glass was there and then it was gone! It was like magic! Vernon: There's no such thing as magic! Man: SNAKE! Dudley: Mom, mommy! Petunia: AHH! Dudley: Mom, help! Help me! Petunia: My darling boy! How did you get in there?! How did you get in there? Dudley, oh, Dudley! Letters from No One Petunia: It's all right, sweetheart. Dudley: Mommy, dad, come here! You won't believe what this snake is doing! Dudley: Whoa! Ahh! Ahh!! Do you.I mean.do you talk to people often? You're from Burma, aren't you? Was it nice there, do you miss your family? I see.

Can you.hear me? It's just.I've never talked to a snake before. He doesn't understand what it's like, lying there day after day, having people press their ugly faces in on you. Vernon: Move! Dudley: MOVE! Harry: He's asleep! Dudley: He's boring. Any funny business, any at all, and you won't have any meals for a week. This is what we're going to do, is that when we go out, we're going to buy you two new presents! How's that, pumpkin? Petunia: This will be a lovely day at the zoo. Dudley: I don't care how big they are! Petunia: Oh, now, now, now. Dudley: Thirty-six?! But last year last year I had thirty-seven!! Vernon: Err yes, well, some of them are quite a bit bigger than last year. Petunia: Aren’t they wonderful, darling? Dudley: How many are there? Vernon: Thirty-six. Vernon: Hurry up! Bring my coffee, boy! Harry: Yes, Uncle Vernon. Petunia: I want everything to be perfect for my Dudley's special day. Petunia: Why don't you just cook the breakfast, and try not to burn anything. Now! Dudley: Wake up, cousin! We're going to the zoo! Petunia: Oh, here he comes, the birthday boy! Vernon: Happy birthday, son. Until he is ready.ĭumbledore: There, there, Hagrid. He's better off growing up away from all that. There won't be a child in our world who doesn't know his name.ĭumbledore: Exactly. They're the worst sort of Muggles imaginable. McGonagall: Albus, do you really think it's safe, leaving him with these people? I've watched them all day. Little tyke fell asleep just as we were flying over Bristol.

Professor McGonagall.ĭumbledore: No problems, I trust, Hagrid? McGonagall: Do you think it wise to trust Hagrid with something as important as this?ĭumbledore: Ah, Professor, I would trust Hagrid with my life. Are the rumors true, Albus?ĭumbledore: I'm afraid so, Professor. McGonagall: Good evening, Professor Dumbledore. Dumbledore: I should have known that you would be here.Professor McGonagall.
