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A giant of a man came crashing into the drafty shack, stunning 11-year-old Harry Potter and his horribly heartless aunt, uncle and cousin. The giant was named Hagrid, sent by the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry to fetch young Harry.
"He's not going," sputtered cruel Uncle Vernon.
Hagrid the shaggy giant grunted. "I'd like ter see a great Muggle like you stop him," he said.
"A what?" said Harry, interested.
"A Muggle," said Hagrid, "it's what we call nonmagic folk like them. An' it's your bad luck you grew up in a family o' the biggest Muggles I ever laid eyes on."
"We swore when we took him in we'd put a stop to that rubbish," said Uncle Vernon, "swore we'd stamp it out of him! Wizard indeed!"
"You KNEW?" said Harry. "You KNEW I'm a - a wizard?"
"Knew!" shrieked Aunt Petunia suddenly. "KNEW! Of course we knew! How could you not be, my dratted sister being what she was? ... I was the only one who saw her for what she was - a freak!" (J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the...