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Harry, who hadn't had any breakfast, leapt to his feet, but Ron's ears went pink again and he muttered that he'd brought sandwiches. Harry went out into the corridor.
"Why aren't you supposed to do magic?" asked Harry.
Uncle Vernon grunted again.
"Yes, exactly. I heard he's a sort of savage -- lives in a hut on the school grounds and every now and then he gets drunk, tries to do magic, and ends up setting fire to his bed."
"Vernon," Aunt Petunia was saying in a quivering voice, "look at the address -- how could they possibly know where he sleeps? You don't think they're watching the house?"
"Oy, you there! Is this your toad?" said Hagrid, who was checking the boats as people climbed out of them.
She left the chamber. Harry swallowed.
Harry heard the little girl's voice.
"I have also been asked by Mr. Filch, the caretaker, to remind you all that no magic should be used between classes in the corridors.
Harry was going to ask Ron if he'd had any of the treacle tart, but he fell asleep almost at once.
Questions exploded inside Harry's head like fireworks and he couldn't decide which to ask first. After a few minutes he stammered, "What does it mean, they await my owl?"
But Uncle Vernon wasn't going to give in without a fight.
"Bleaaargh -- see? Sprouts."
"His name's Scabbers and he's useless, he hardly ever wakes up. Percy got an owl from my dad for being made a prefect, but they couldn't aff -- I mean, I got Scabbers instead."
"Hello," said the boy, "Hogwarts, too?"
When the mail arrived, Uncle Vernon, who seemed to be trying to be nice to Harry, made Dudley go and get it. They heard him banging things with his Smelting stick all the way down the hall. Then he shouted, "There's another one! 'Mr. H. Potter, The Smallest Bedroom, 4 Privet Drive --'"（央视记者 徐海霞）