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