Speaker 1: Chapter two, The Vanishing Glass. Nearly ten years had passed
Speaker 1: since the Dursleys had woken up to find their nephew
Speaker 1: on the front stead, but Privet drive had hardly changed
Speaker 1: at all. The sun rose on the same tidy front
Speaker 1: gardens and lit up the brass number four on the
Speaker 1: Dursley's front door. Inside, however, time barely seemed to move
Speaker 1: at all. Harry Potter sat in his cupboard under the
Speaker 1: stairs reading. He was a small, skinny boy with a
Speaker 1: narrow face, dark pair and bright green eyes. His glasses
Speaker 1: were held together with a lot of sellotape because of
Speaker 1: all the times Dudley had broken them. His aunt and
Speaker 1: uncle often said that Harry had got his looks from
Speaker 1: his father, who was tall, dark and handsome. But Harry
Speaker 1: had his mother's bright green eyes, and she had died
Speaker 1: to save him from the dark wizard Voldemort when he
Speaker 1: was only a baby. If the Dursleys were crowd of anything,
Speaker 1: it was that they managed to keep Harry hidden from
Speaker 1: the world of magic. They were sure that if anyone
Speaker 1: ever found out, they would have a lot of explaining
Speaker 1: to do. Right now, Harry did not know that he
Speaker 1: was special. He did not know that he had extraordinary powers.
Speaker 1: He did not know either, that his life was about
Speaker 1: to change forever.
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