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Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone CHAPTER ONE THE BOY WHO LIVED Mr. and Mrs. Dursley, of number four, Privet Drive, were proud to say that they were perfectly normal, thank you very much.	Harry	Harry Potter
They were the last people you'd expect to be involved in anything strange or mysterious, because they just didn't hold with such nonsense.	Potter	Potter and
Mr. Dursley was the director of a firm called Grunnings, which made drills.	and	and the
He was a big, beefy man with hardly any neck, although he did have a very large mustache.	the	the Sorcerer
Mrs. Dursley was thin and blonde and had nearly twice the usual amount of neck, which came in very useful as she spent so much of her time craning over garden fences, spying on the neighbors.	Sorcerer	Sorcerer 's
The Dursleys had a small son called Dudley and in their opinion there was no finer boy anywhere.	's	's Stone
The Dursleys had everything they wanted, but they also had a secret, and their greatest fear was that somebody would discover it.	Stone	Stone CHAPTER
They didn't think they could bear it if anyone found out about the Potters.	CHAPTER	CHAPTER ONE
Mrs. Potter was Mrs. Dursley's sister, but they hadn't met for several years; in fact, Mrs. Dursley pretended she didn't have a sister, because her sister and her good-for-nothing husband were as unDursleyish as it was possible to be.	ONE	ONE THE
The Dursleys shuddered to think what the neighbors would say if the Potters arrived in the street.	THE	THE BOY
The Dursleys knew that the Potters had a small son, too, but they had never even seen him.	BOY	BOY WHO
This boy was another good reason for keeping the Potters away; they didn't want Dudley mixing with a child like that.	WHO	WHO LIVED
When Mr. and Mrs. Dursley woke up on the dull, gray Tuesday our story starts, there was nothing about the cloudy sky outside to suggest that strange and mysterious things would soon be happening all over the country.	LIVED	LIVED Mr.
Mr. Dursley hummed as he picked out his most boring tie for work, and Mrs. Dursley gossiped away happily as she wrestled a screaming Dudley into his high chair.	Mr.	Mr. and
None of them noticed a large, tawny owl flutter past the window.	and	and Mrs.
At half past eight, Mr. Dursley picked up his briefcase, pecked Mrs. Dursley on the cheek, and tried to kiss Dudley good-bye but missed, because Dudley was now having a tantrum and throwing his cereal at the walls.	Mrs.	Mrs. Dursley
"Little tyke," chortled Mr. Dursley as he left the house.	Dursley	Dursley ,
He got into his car and backed out of number four's drive.	,	, of
It was on the corner of the street that he noticed the first sign of something peculiar -- a cat reading a map.	of	of number
For a second, Mr. Dursley didn't realize what he had seen -- then he jerked his head around to look again.	number	number four
There was a tabby cat standing on the corner of Privet Drive, but there wasn't a map in sight.	four	four ,
What could he have been thinking of?	,	, Privet
It must have been a trick of the light.	Privet	Privet Drive
Mr. Dursley blinked and stared at the cat.	Drive	Drive ,
It stared back.	,	, were
As Mr. Dursley drove around the corner and up the road, he watched the cat in his mirror.	were	were proud
It was now reading the sign that said Privet Drive -- no, looking at the sign; cats couldn't read maps or signs.	proud	proud to
Mr. Dursley gave himself a little shake and put the cat out of his mind.	to	to say
As he drove toward town he thought of nothing except a large order of drills he was hoping to get that day.	say	say that
But on the edge of town, drills were driven out of his mind by something else.	that	that they
As he sat in the usual morning traffic jam, he couldn't help noticing that there seemed to be a lot of strangely dressed people about.	they	they were
People in cloaks.	were	were perfectly
Mr. Dursley couldn't bear people who dressed in funny clothes -- the getups you saw on young people!	perfectly	perfectly normal
He supposed this was some stupid new fashion.	normal	normal ,
He drummed his fingers on the steering wheel and his eyes fell on a huddle of these weirdos standing quite close by.	,	, thank
They were whispering excitedly together.	thank	thank you
Mr. Dursley was enraged to see that a couple of them weren't young at all; why, that man had to be older than he was, and wearing an emerald-green cloak!	you	you very
The nerve of him!	very	very much
But then it struck Mr. Dursley that this was probably some silly stunt -- these people were obviously collecting for something... yes, that would be it.	much	much .
The traffic moved on and a few minutes later, Mr. Dursley arrived in the Grunnings parking lot, his mind back on drills.	.	. They
Mr. Dursley always sat with his back to the window in his office on the ninth floor.	They	They were
If he hadn't, he might have found it harder to concentrate on drills that morning.	were	were the
He didn't see the owls swoop ing past in broad daylight, though people down in the street did; they pointed and gazed open- mouthed as owl after owl sped overhead.	the	the last
Most of them had never seen an owl even at nighttime.	last	last people
Mr. Dursley, however, had a perfectly normal, owl-free morning.	people	people you
He yelled at five different people.	you	you 'd
He made several important telephone calls and shouted a bit more.	'd	'd expect
He was in a very good mood until lunchtime, when he thought he'd stretch his legs and walk across the road to buy himself a bun from the bakery.	expect	expect to
He'd forgotten all about the people in cloaks until he passed a group of them next to the baker's.	to	to be
He eyed them angrily as he passed.	be	be involved
He didn't know why, but they made him uneasy.	involved	involved in
This bunch were whispering excitedly, too, and he couldn't see a single collecting tin.	in	in anything
It was on his way back past them, clutching a large doughnut in a bag, that he caught a few words of what they were saying.	anything	anything strange
"The Potters, that's right, that's what I heard yes, their son, Harry" Mr. Dursley stopped dead.	strange	strange or
Fear flooded him.	or	or mysterious
He looked back at the whisperers as if he wanted to say something to them, but thought better of it.	mysterious	mysterious ,
He dashed back across the road, hurried up to his office, snapped at his secretary not to disturb him, seized his telephone, and had almost finished dialing his home number when he changed his mind.	,	, because
He put the receiver back down and stroked his mustache, thinking... no, he was being stupid.	because	because they
Potter wasn't such an unusual name.	they	they just
He was sure there were lots of people called Potter who had a son called Harry.	just	just did
Come to think of it, he wasn't even sure his nephew was called Harry.	did	did n't
He'd never even seen the boy.	n't	n't hold
It might have been Harvey.	hold	hold with
Or Harold.	with	with such
There was no point in worrying Mrs. Dursley; she always got so upset at any mention of her sister.	such	such nonsense
He didn't blame her -- if he'd had a sister like that... but all the same, those people in cloaks...	nonsense	nonsense .
He found it a lot harder to concentrate on drills that afternoon and when he left the building at five o'clock, he was still so worried that he walked straight into someone just outside the door.	.	. Mr.
"Sorry," he grunted, as the tiny old man stumbled and almost fell.	Mr.	Mr. Dursley
It was a few seconds before Mr. Dursley realized that the man was wearing a violet cloak.	Dursley	Dursley was
He didn't seem at all upset at being almost knocked to the ground.	was	was the
On the contrary, his face split into a wide smile and he said in a squeaky voice that made passersby stare, "Don't be sorry, my dear sir, for nothing could upset me today!	the	the director
Rejoice, for You-Know-Who has gone at last!	director	director of
Even Muggles like yourself should be celebrating, this happy, happy day!"	of	of a
And the old man hugged Mr. Dursley around the middle and walked off.	a	a firm
Mr. Dursley stood rooted to the spot.	firm	firm called
He had been hugged by a complete stranger.	called	called Grunnings
He also thought he had been called a Muggle, whatever that was.	Grunnings	Grunnings ,
He was rattled.	,	, which
He hurried to his car and set off for home, hoping he was imagining things, which he had never hoped before, because he didn't approve of imagination.	which	which made
As he pulled into the driveway of number four, the first thing he saw -- and it didn't improve his mood -- was the tabby cat he'd spotted that morning.	made	made drills
It was now sitting on his garden wall.	drills	drills .
He was sure it was the same one; it had the same markings around its eyes.	.	. He
"Shoo!"	He	He was
said Mr. Dursley loudly.	was	was a
The cat didn't move.	a	a big
It just gave him a stern look.	big	big ,
Was this normal cat behavior?	,	, beefy
Mr. Dursley wondered.	beefy	beefy man
Trying to pull himself together, he let himself into the house.	man	man with
He was still determined not to mention anything to his wife.	with	with hardly
Mrs. Dursley had had a nice, normal day.	hardly	hardly any
She told him over dinner all about Mrs. Next Door's problems with her daughter and how Dudley had learned a new word ("Won't!").	any	any neck
Mr. Dursley tried to act normally.	neck	neck ,
When Dudley had been put to bed, he went into the living room in time to catch the last report on the evening news: "And finally, bird-watchers everywhere have reported that the nation's owls have been behaving very unusually today.	,	, although
Although owls normally hunt at night and are hardly ever seen in daylight, there have been hundreds of sightings of these birds flying in every direction since sunrise.	although	although he
Experts are unable to explain why the owls have suddenly changed their sleeping pattern."	he	he did
The newscaster allowed himself a grin.	did	did have
"Most mysterious.	have	have a
And now, over to Jim McGuffin with the weather.	a	a very
Going to be any more showers of owls tonight, Jim?"	very	very large

Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone CHAPTER ONE THE BOY WHO LIVED Mr. and Mrs. Dursley, of number four, Privet Drive, were proud to say that they were perfectly normal, thank you very much.

Harry

Harry Potter

They were the last people you'd expect to be involved in anything strange or mysterious, because they just didn't hold with such nonsense.

Potter

Potter and

Mr. Dursley was the director of a firm called Grunnings, which made drills.

and

and the

He was a big, beefy man with hardly any neck, although he did have a very large mustache.

the

the Sorcerer

Mrs. Dursley was thin and blonde and had nearly twice the usual amount of neck, which came in very useful as she spent so much of her time craning over garden fences, spying on the neighbors.

Sorcerer

Sorcerer 's

The Dursleys had a small son called Dudley and in their opinion there was no finer boy anywhere.

's

's Stone

The Dursleys had everything they wanted, but they also had a secret, and their greatest fear was that somebody would discover it.

Stone

Stone CHAPTER

They didn't think they could bear it if anyone found out about the Potters.

CHAPTER

CHAPTER ONE

Mrs. Potter was Mrs. Dursley's sister, but they hadn't met for several years; in fact, Mrs. Dursley pretended she didn't have a sister, because her sister and her good-for-nothing husband were as unDursleyish as it was possible to be.

ONE

ONE THE

The Dursleys shuddered to think what the neighbors would say if the Potters arrived in the street.

THE

THE BOY

The Dursleys knew that the Potters had a small son, too, but they had never even seen him.

BOY

BOY WHO

This boy was another good reason for keeping the Potters away; they didn't want Dudley mixing with a child like that.

WHO

WHO LIVED

When Mr. and Mrs. Dursley woke up on the dull, gray Tuesday our story starts, there was nothing about the cloudy sky outside to suggest that strange and mysterious things would soon be happening all over the country.

LIVED

LIVED Mr.

Mr. Dursley hummed as he picked out his most boring tie for work, and Mrs. Dursley gossiped away happily as she wrestled a screaming Dudley into his high chair.

Mr.

Mr. and

None of them noticed a large, tawny owl flutter past the window.

and

and Mrs.

At half past eight, Mr. Dursley picked up his briefcase, pecked Mrs. Dursley on the cheek, and tried to kiss Dudley good-bye but missed, because Dudley was now having a tantrum and throwing his cereal at the walls.

Mrs.

Mrs. Dursley

"Little tyke," chortled Mr. Dursley as he left the house.

Dursley

Dursley ,

He got into his car and backed out of number four's drive.

,

, of

It was on the corner of the street that he noticed the first sign of something peculiar -- a cat reading a map.

of

of number

For a second, Mr. Dursley didn't realize what he had seen -- then he jerked his head around to look again.

number

number four

There was a tabby cat standing on the corner of Privet Drive, but there wasn't a map in sight.

four

four ,

What could he have been thinking of?

,

, Privet

It must have been a trick of the light.

Privet

Privet Drive

Mr. Dursley blinked and stared at the cat.

Drive

Drive ,

It stared back.

,

, were

As Mr. Dursley drove around the corner and up the road, he watched the cat in his mirror.

were

were proud

It was now reading the sign that said Privet Drive -- no, looking at the sign; cats couldn't read maps or signs.

proud

proud to

Mr. Dursley gave himself a little shake and put the cat out of his mind.

to

to say

As he drove toward town he thought of nothing except a large order of drills he was hoping to get that day.

say

say that

But on the edge of town, drills were driven out of his mind by something else.

that

that they

As he sat in the usual morning traffic jam, he couldn't help noticing that there seemed to be a lot of strangely dressed people about.

they

they were

People in cloaks.

were

were perfectly

Mr. Dursley couldn't bear people who dressed in funny clothes -- the getups you saw on young people!

perfectly

perfectly normal

He supposed this was some stupid new fashion.

normal

normal ,

He drummed his fingers on the steering wheel and his eyes fell on a huddle of these weirdos standing quite close by.

,

, thank

They were whispering excitedly together.

thank

thank you

Mr. Dursley was enraged to see that a couple of them weren't young at all; why, that man had to be older than he was, and wearing an emerald-green cloak!

you

you very

The nerve of him!

very

very much

But then it struck Mr. Dursley that this was probably some silly stunt -- these people were obviously collecting for something... yes, that would be it.

much

much .

The traffic moved on and a few minutes later, Mr. Dursley arrived in the Grunnings parking lot, his mind back on drills.

.

. They

Mr. Dursley always sat with his back to the window in his office on the ninth floor.

They

They were

If he hadn't, he might have found it harder to concentrate on drills that morning.

were

were the

He didn't see the owls swoop ing past in broad daylight, though people down in the street did; they pointed and gazed open- mouthed as owl after owl sped overhead.

the

the last

Most of them had never seen an owl even at nighttime.

last

last people

Mr. Dursley, however, had a perfectly normal, owl-free morning.

people

people you

He yelled at five different people.

you

you 'd

He made several important telephone calls and shouted a bit more.

'd

'd expect

He was in a very good mood until lunchtime, when he thought he'd stretch his legs and walk across the road to buy himself a bun from the bakery.

expect

expect to

He'd forgotten all about the people in cloaks until he passed a group of them next to the baker's.

to

to be

He eyed them angrily as he passed.

be

be involved

He didn't know why, but they made him uneasy.

involved

involved in

This bunch were whispering excitedly, too, and he couldn't see a single collecting tin.

in

in anything

It was on his way back past them, clutching a large doughnut in a bag, that he caught a few words of what they were saying.

anything

anything strange

"The Potters, that's right, that's what I heard yes, their son, Harry" Mr. Dursley stopped dead.

strange

strange or

Fear flooded him.

or

or mysterious

He looked back at the whisperers as if he wanted to say something to them, but thought better of it.

mysterious

mysterious ,

He dashed back across the road, hurried up to his office, snapped at his secretary not to disturb him, seized his telephone, and had almost finished dialing his home number when he changed his mind.

,

, because

He put the receiver back down and stroked his mustache, thinking... no, he was being stupid.

because

because they

Potter wasn't such an unusual name.

they

they just

He was sure there were lots of people called Potter who had a son called Harry.

just

just did

Come to think of it, he wasn't even sure his nephew was called Harry.

did

did n't

He'd never even seen the boy.

n't

n't hold

It might have been Harvey.

hold

hold with

Or Harold.

with

with such

There was no point in worrying Mrs. Dursley; she always got so upset at any mention of her sister.

such

such nonsense

He didn't blame her -- if he'd had a sister like that... but all the same, those people in cloaks...

nonsense

nonsense .

He found it a lot harder to concentrate on drills that afternoon and when he left the building at five o'clock, he was still so worried that he walked straight into someone just outside the door.

.

. Mr.

"Sorry," he grunted, as the tiny old man stumbled and almost fell.

Mr.

Mr. Dursley

It was a few seconds before Mr. Dursley realized that the man was wearing a violet cloak.

Dursley

Dursley was

He didn't seem at all upset at being almost knocked to the ground.

was

was the

On the contrary, his face split into a wide smile and he said in a squeaky voice that made passersby stare, "Don't be sorry, my dear sir, for nothing could upset me today!

the

the director

Rejoice, for You-Know-Who has gone at last!

director

director of

Even Muggles like yourself should be celebrating, this happy, happy day!"

of

of a

And the old man hugged Mr. Dursley around the middle and walked off.

a

a firm

Mr. Dursley stood rooted to the spot.

firm

firm called

He had been hugged by a complete stranger.

called

called Grunnings

He also thought he had been called a Muggle, whatever that was.

Grunnings

Grunnings ,

He was rattled.

,

, which

He hurried to his car and set off for home, hoping he was imagining things, which he had never hoped before, because he didn't approve of imagination.

which

which made

As he pulled into the driveway of number four, the first thing he saw -- and it didn't improve his mood -- was the tabby cat he'd spotted that morning.

made

made drills

It was now sitting on his garden wall.

drills

drills .

He was sure it was the same one; it had the same markings around its eyes.

.

. He

"Shoo!"

He

He was

said Mr. Dursley loudly.

was

was a

The cat didn't move.

a

a big

It just gave him a stern look.

big

big ,

Was this normal cat behavior?

,

, beefy

Mr. Dursley wondered.

beefy

beefy man

Trying to pull himself together, he let himself into the house.

man

man with

He was still determined not to mention anything to his wife.

with

with hardly

Mrs. Dursley had had a nice, normal day.

hardly

hardly any

She told him over dinner all about Mrs. Next Door's problems with her daughter and how Dudley had learned a new word ("Won't!").

any

any neck

Mr. Dursley tried to act normally.

neck

neck ,

When Dudley had been put to bed, he went into the living room in time to catch the last report on the evening news: "And finally, bird-watchers everywhere have reported that the nation's owls have been behaving very unusually today.

,

, although

Although owls normally hunt at night and are hardly ever seen in daylight, there have been hundreds of sightings of these birds flying in every direction since sunrise.

although

although he

Experts are unable to explain why the owls have suddenly changed their sleeping pattern."

he

he did

The newscaster allowed himself a grin.

did

did have

"Most mysterious.

have

have a

And now, over to Jim McGuffin with the weather.

a

a very

Going to be any more showers of owls tonight, Jim?"

very

very large