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"He's not serious?" he muttered to Percy.
"Ah, shut up, Dursley, yeh great prune," said the giant; he reached over the back of the sofa, jerked the gun out of Uncle Vernon's hands, bent it into a knot as easily as if it had been made of rubber, and threw it into a corner of the room.
"How did you get here?" Harry asked, looking around for another boat. "Flew," said Hagrid.
"Unicorn hair's nearly poking out. Anyway
Malfoy went to join his friends Crabbe and Goyle, looking pleased with himself.
THE LETTERS FROM NO ONE
But before Harry could answer, Madam Malkin said, "That's you done, my dear," and Harry, not sorry for an excuse to stop talking to the boy, hopped down from the footstool.
"Well, their main job is to keep it from the Muggles that there's still witches an' wizards up an' down the country."
"Oy, you there! Is this your toad?" said Hagrid, who was checking the boats as people climbed out of them.
The rat was still snoozing on Ron's lap.
One day in July, Aunt Petunia took Dudley to London to buy his Smeltings uniform, leaving Harry at Mrs. Figg's. Mrs. Figg wasn 't as bad as usual. It turned out she'd broken her leg tripping over one of her cats, and she didn't seem quite as fond of them as before. She let Harry watch television and gave him a bit of chocolate cake that tasted as though she'd had it for several years.
"Is he -- a bit mad?" he asked Percy uncertainly.
He was in a very good mood. Obviously he thought nobody stood a chance of reaching them here in a storm to deliver mail. Harry privately agreed, though the thought didn't cheer him up at all.
"Could do with some of those letters now, eh?" he said cheerfully.
He put Harry's wand back into its box and wrapped it in brown paper, still muttering, "Curious... curious..