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CHAPTER FOUR

But Hagrid simply waved his hand and said , “ About our world ,
I mean . Your world . My world . Yer parents ’ world .” “ What world ?” Hagrid looked as if he was about to explode . “ DURSLEY !” he boomed . Uncle Vernon , who had gone very pale , whispered something that sounded like “ Mimblewimble .” Hagrid stared wildly at Harry . “ But yeh must know about yer mom and dad ,” he said . “ I mean , they ’ re famous . You ’ re famous .” “ What ? My — my mom and dad weren ’ t famous , were they ?” “ Yeh don ’ know . . . yeh don ’ know . . .” Hagrid ran his fingers through his hair , fixing Harry with a bewildered stare . “ Yeh don ’ know what yeh are ?” he said finally . Uncle Vernon suddenly found his voice . “ Stop !” he commanded . “ Stop right there , sir ! I forbid you to tell the boy anything !”
A braver man than Vernon Dursley would have quailed under the furious look Hagrid now gave him ; when Hagrid spoke , his every syllable trembled with rage .
“ You never told him ? Never told him what was in the letter Dumbledore left fer him ? I was there ! I saw Dumbledore leave it , Dursley ! An ’ you ’ ve kept it from him all these years ?” “ Kept what from me ?” said Harry eagerly . “ STOP ! I FORBID YOU !” yelled Uncle Vernon in panic . Aunt Petunia gave a gasp of horror . “ Ah , go boil yer heads , both of yeh ,” said Hagrid . “ Harry — yer a wizard .” There was silence inside the hut . Only the sea and the whistling wind could be heard .

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