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Dudley squeaked and ran to hide behind his mother, who was crouching, terrified, behind Uncle Vernon.
"Sunshine, daisies, butter mellow, Turn this stupid, fat rat yellow."
"Yer ticket fer Hogwarts, " he said. "First o' September -- King's Cross -- it's all on yer ticket. Any problems with the Dursleys, send me a letter with yer owl, she'll know where to find me.... See yeh soon, Harry."
"Great idea though, thanks, Mom."
That evening when he got back from work, Uncle Vernon did something he'd never done before; he visited Harry in his cupboard.
Dudley came waddling toward them as fast as he could.
"Well, you can't expect him to hang around all day," said Ron. "He'll be back. No, I've got Morgana again and I've got about six of her... do you want it? You can start collecting."
The rat was still snoozing on Ron's lap.
"What's your Quidditch team?" Ron asked.
The Cupboard under the Stairs
"Funny way to get to a wizards' school, the train. Magic carpets all got punctures, have they?"
Uncle Vernon waited until Piers was safely out of the house before starting on Harry. He was so angry he could hardly speak. He managed to say, "Go -- cupboard -- stay -- no meals," before he collapsed into a chair, and Aunt Petunia had to run and get him a large brandy.
"Yes," said Harry.
"I really don't think they should let the other sort in, do you? They're just not the same, they've never been brought up to know our ways. Some of them have never even heard of Hogwarts until they get the letter, imagine. I think they should keep it in the old wizarding families. What's your surname, anyway?"
Harry's mouth fell open. The dishes in front of him were now piled with food. He had never seen so many things he liked to eat on one table: roast beef, roast chicken, pork chops and lamb chops, sausages, bacon and steak, boiled potatoes, roast potatoes, fries, Yorkshire pudding, peas, carrots, gravy, ketchup, and, for some strange reason, peppermint humbugs.