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Petunia: Where you belong.
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Petunia: This is what you'll going to be wearing, when I finish dyeing it.
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Harry: That's Dudley's old uniform.
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Harry: It'll fit me like bits of old elephant skin.
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Petunia: It'll fit you well enough.
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Petunia: Go get the post. Go!
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Vernon: Marge is ill. Ate a funny whelk.
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Dudley: Dad, look! Harry's got a letter!
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Harry: Hey, give it back! It's mine!
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Vernon: Yours? Who'd be writing to you?
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Vernon: No more mail through this letterbox.
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Petunia: Have a lovely day at the office, dear.
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Vernon: Shoo! Go on.
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Vernon: Fine day, Sunday.
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Vernon: In my opinion, best day of the week.
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Vernon: Why is that, Dudley?
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Harry: Because there's no post on Sundays?
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Vernon: Right you are, Harry!
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Vernon: No post on Sunday.
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Vernon: No blasted letters today! No, sir.
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Vernon: Not one single bloody letter. Not one!
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Vernon: No, sir, not one blasted, miserable...
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Dudley: Stop it!
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Dudley: Mummy, what's happening?
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Vernon: Give me that!
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Vernon: Give me that letter!
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Harry: Get off!
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Harry: They're my letters!
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Harry: Let go of me!
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Vernon: That's it!
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Vernon: We're going away!
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Vernon: Far away, where they can't find us!
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Dudley: Daddy's gone mad, hasn't he?
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Harry: Make a wish, Harry.
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Vernon: Who's there?
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Hagrid: Sorry about that.
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Vernon: I demand that you leave at once, Sir!
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Vernon: You are breaking and entering!
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Hagrid: Dry up, Dursley, you great prune.
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Hagrid: Mind, I haven't seen you since you was a baby, Harry.
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Hagrid: But you're a bit more along than I would have expected.
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Hagrid: Particularly 'round the middle.
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Dudley: I'm not Harry.
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Harry: I am.
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Hagrid: Well, of course you are.
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Hagrid: Got something for you.
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Hagrid: Afraid I might have sat on it at somepoint, but I imagine it'll taste fine just the same.
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Hagrid: Baked it myself, words and all.
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Harry: Thank you.
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Hagrid: It's not every day that your young man turns 11, now is it?
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Harry: Excuse me, who are you?
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Hagrid: Rubeus Hagrid, Keeper of Keys and Grounds at Hogwarts.
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Hagrid: Of course, you know all about Hogwarts.
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Harry: Sorry, no.
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Hagrid: No? Blimey, Harry, didn't you ever wonder where your mum and dad learned it all?
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Harry: Learnt what?
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Hagrid: You're a wizard, Harry.
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Harry: I'm a what?
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Hagrid: A wizard.
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Hagrid: And a thumping good one, I'd wager, once you're trained up little.
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Harry: No, you've made a mistake.
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Harry: I mean...l can't be a wizard.
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Harry: I mean, I'm just Harry.
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Harry: Just Harry.
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Hagrid: Well, Just Harry, did you ever make anything happen?
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Hagrid: Anything you couldn't explain, when you were angry or scared?
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Harry: Dear Mr. Potter,
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Harry: "We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."""
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Vernon: He will not be going there!
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Vernon: We swore when we took him in we'd put a stop to all this rubbish.
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Harry: You knew?
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Harry: You knew all along and you never told me?
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Petunia: Of course we knew.
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Petunia: How could you not be?
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Petunia: My perfect sister being who she was.
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Petunia: My mother and father were so proud the day she got her letter.
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Petunia: We have a witch in the family.
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Petunia: "Isn't it wonderful?"""
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Petunia: I was the only one to see her for what she was.
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Petunia: A freak!
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Petunia: Then she met that Potter, and then she had you...
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Petunia: and I knew you would be the same.
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Petunia: Just as strange, just as abnormal.
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Petunia: And then, if you please, she went and got herself blown up!
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Petunia: And we got landed with you.
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Harry: Blown up?
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Harry: You told me my parents died in a car crash.
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Hagrid: A car crash?
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Hagrid: A car crash killed Lily and James Potter?
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Petunia: We had to say something.
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Hagrid: It's an outrage!
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Hagrid: It's a scandal!
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Vernon: He'll not be going.
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Hagrid: Oh, and I suppose a great Muggle like yourself's going to stop him, are you?
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Harry: Muggle?
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Hagrid: Non-magic folk.
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Hagrid: This boy's had his name down ever since he were born.
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Hagrid: He's going to the finest school of witchcraft and wizardry in the world and...
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Hagrid: he'll be under the finest headmaster that Hogwarts has ever seen, Albus Dumbledore.
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Vernon: I will not pay to have some crackpot old fool teach him magic tricks.
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