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aper　and　threw　it；　with　all　his　force；　at　the　wall；　where　it　joined　the　rest　of　the　rubbish　heaped　around　his　overflowing　bin。
He　began　to　stride　blindly　around　the　room；　opening　empty　drawers　and　picking　up　books　only　to　replace　them　on　the　same　piles；　barely　conscious　of　what　he　was　doing；　as　random　phrases　from　Rita's　article　echoed　in　his　head：　iAn　entire　chapter　to　the　whole　Potter…Dumbledore　relationship　。。。　It's　been　called　unhealthy；　even　sinister　。。。　He　dabbled　in　the　Dark　Arts　himself　in　his　youth　。。。　I've　had　access　to　a　source　most　journalists　would　swap　their　wands　for。。。i
〃Lies！〃　Harry　bellowed；　and　through　the　window　he　saw　the　next…door　neighbor；　who　had　paused　to　restart　his　lawn　mower；　look　up　nervously。
Harry　sat　down　hard　on　the　bed。　The　broken　bit　of　mirror　danced　away　from　him；　he　picked　it　up　and　turned　it　over　in　his　fingers；　thinking；　thinking　of　Dumbledore　and　the　lies　with　which　Rita　Skeeter　was　defaming　him　。。。
A　flash　of　brightest　blue。　Harry　froze；　his　cut　finger　slipping　on　the　jagged　edge　of　the　mirror　again。　He　had　imagined　it；　he　must　have　done。　He　glanced　over　his　shoulder；　but　the　wall　was　a　sickly　peach　color　of　Aunt　Petunia's　choosing：　There　was　nothing　blue　there　for　the　mirror　to　reflect。　He　peered　into　the　mirror　fragment　again；　and　saw　nothing　but　his　own　bright　green　eye　looking　back　at　him。
He　had　imagined　it；　there　was　no　other　explanation；　imagined　it；　because　he　had　been　thinking　of　his　dead　headmaster。　If　anything　was　certain；　it　was　that　the　bright　blue　eyes　of　Albus　Dumbledore　would　never　pierce　him　again。

pC0=〃Chapter　Three：　The　Dursleys　Departing〃
bChapter　Three
iThe　Dursleys　Departingib
The　sound　of　the　front　door　slamming　echoed　up　the　stairs　and　a　voice　roared；　〃Oh！　You！〃
Sixteen　years　of　being　addressed　thus　left　Harry　in　no　doubt　when　his　uncle　was　calling；　nevertheless；　he　did　not　immediately　respond。　He　was　still　at　the　narrow　fragment　in　which；　for　a　split　second；　he　had　thought　he　saw　Dumbledore's　eye。　It　was　not　until　his　uncle　bellowed；　〃BOY！〃　that　Harry　got　slowly　out　of　bed　and　headed　for　the　bedroom　door；　pausing　to　add　the　piece　of　broken　mirror　to　the　rucksack　filled　with　things　he　would　be　taking　with　him。
〃You　took　you　time！〃　roared　Vernon　Dursley　when　Harry　appeared　at　the　top　of　the　stairs；　〃Get　down　here。　I　want　a　word！〃
Harry　strolled　downstairs；　his　hands　deep　in　his　pants　pockets。　When　he　searched　the　living　room　he　found　all　three　Dursleys。　They　were　dressed　for　packing；　Uncle　Vernon　in　an　old　ripped…up　jacket　and　Dudley；　Harry's；　large；　blond；　muscular　cousin；　in　his　leather　jacket。
〃Yes？〃　asked　Harry。
〃Sit　down！〃　said　Uncle　Vernon。　Harry　raised　his　eyebrows。　〃Please！〃　added　Uncle　Vernon；　wincing　slightly　as　though　the　word　was　sharp　in　his　throat。
Harry　sat。　He　though　he　knew　what　was　coming。　His　uncle　began　to　pace　up　and　down；　Aunt　Petunia　and　Dudley；　following　his　movement　with　anxious　expressions。　Finally；　his　large　purple　face　crumpled　with　concentration。　Uncle　Vernon　stopped　in　front　of　Harry　and　spoke。
〃I've　changed　my　mind；〃　he　said。
〃What　a　surprise；〃　said　Harry。
〃Don't　you　take　that　tonea151〃　began　Aunt　Petunia　in　a　shrill　voice；　but　Vernon　Dursley　waved　her　down
〃It's　all　a　lot　of　claptrap；〃　said　Uncle　Vernon；　glaring　at　Harry　with　piggy　little　eyes。　〃I've　decided　I　don't　believe　a　word　of　it。　We're　staying　put；　we're　not　going　anywhere。〃
Harry　looked　up　at　his　uncle　and　felt　a　mixture　of　exasperation　and　amusement。　Vernon　Dursley　had　been　changing　his　mind　every　twenty　four　hours　for　the　past　four　weeks；　packing　and　unpacking　and　repacking　the　car　with　every　change　of　heart。　Harry's　favorite　moment　had　been　the　one　when　Uncle　Vernon；　unaware　the　Dudley　had　added　his　dumbbells　to　his　case　since　the　last　time　it　been　repacked；　had　attempted　to　hoist　it　back　into　the　boot　and　collapsed　with　a　yelp　of　pain　and　much　swearing。
〃According　to　you；〃　Vernon　Dursley　said；　now　resuming　his　pacing　up　and　down　the　living　room；　〃we　…　Petunia；　Dudley；　and　I　…　are　in　danger。　From　…　from　…〃
〃Some　of　'my　lot'　right？〃　said　Harry
〃Well　I　don't　believe　it；〃　repeated　Uncle　Vernon；　coming　to　a　halt　in　front　of　Harry　again。　〃I　was　awake　half　the　night　thinking　it　all　over；　and　I　believe　it's　a　plot　to　get　the　house。〃
〃The　house？〃　repeated　Harry。　〃What　house？〃
〃This　house！〃　shrieked　Uncle　Vernon；　the　vein　his　forehead　starting　to　pulse。　〃iOuri　house！　House　prices　are　skyrocketing　around　here！　You　want　us　out　of　the　way　and
then　you're　going　to　do　a　bit　of　hocus　pocus　and　before　we　know　it　the　deeds　will　be　in　your　name　and　…〃
〃Are　you　out　of　your　mind？〃　demanded　Harry。　〃A　plot　to　get　this　house？　Are　you　actually　as　stupid　as　you　look？〃
〃Don't　you　dare　a150a150！〃　squealed　Aunt　Petunia；　but　again　Vernon　waved　her　down。　Slights　on　his　personal　appearance　were　it　seemed　as　nothing　to　the　danger　he　had　spotted。
〃Just　in　case　you've　forgotten；〃　said　Harry；　〃I've　already　got　a　house　my　godfather　left　me　one。　So　why　would　I　want　this　one？　All　the　happy　memories？〃
There　was　silence。　Harry　thought　he　had　rather　impressed　his　uncle　with　this　argument。
〃You　claim；〃　said　Uncle　Vernon；　starting　to　pace　yet　again；　〃that　this　Lord　Thing　…〃
〃a151Voldemort；〃　said　Harry　impatiently；　〃and　we've　been　through　this　about　a　hundred　times　already。　This　isn't　a　claim；　it's　fact。　Dumbledore　told　you　last　year；　and　Kingsley　and　Mr。　Weasley　…〃
Vernon　Dursley　hunched　his　shoulders　angrily；　and　Harry　guessed　that　his　uncle　was　attempting　to　ward　off　recollections　of　the　unannounced　visit；　a　few　days　into　Harry's　summer　holidays；　of　two　fully　grown　wizards。　The　arrival　on　the　doorstep　of　Kingsley　Shacklebolt　and　Arthur　Weasley　had　come　as　a　most　unpleasant　shock　to　the　Dursleys。　Harry　had　to　admit；　however　that　as　Mr。　Weasley　had　once　demolished　half　of　the　living　room；　his　reappearance　could　not　have　been　expected　to　delight　Uncle　Vernon。
〃a151Kingsley　and　Mr。　Weasley　explained　it　all　as　well；〃　Harry　pressed　on　remorselessly；　〃Once　I'm　seventeen；　the　protective　charm　that　keeps　me　safe　will　break；　and　that　exposes　you　as　well　as　me。　The　Order　is　sure　Voldemort　will　target　you；　whether　to　torture　you　to　try　and　find　out　where　I　am；　or　because　he　thinks　by　holding　you　hostage　I'd　come　and　try　to　rescue　you。〃
Uncle　Vernon's　and　Harry's　eyes　met。　Harry　was　sure　that　in　that　instant　they　were　both　wondering　the　same　thing。　Then　Uncle　Vernon　walked　on　and　Harry　resumed；　〃You've　got　to　go　into　hiding　and　the　Order　wants　to　help。　You're　being　offered　serious　protection；　the　best　there　is。〃
Uncle　Vernon　said　nothing　but　continued　to　pace　up　and　down。　Outside　the　sun　hung　low　over　the　privet　hedges。　The　next　door　neighbor's　lawn　mower　stalled　again。
〃I　thought　there　was　a　Ministry　of　Magic？〃　asked　Vernon　Dursley　abruptly。
〃There　is；〃　said　Harry；　surprised。
〃Well；　then；　why　can't　they　protect　us？　It　seems　to　me　that；　as　innocent　victims；　guilty　of　nothing　more　than　harboring　a　marked　man；　we　ought　to　qualify　for　government　protection！〃
Harry　laughed；　he　could　not　help　himself。　It　was　so　very　typical　of　his　uncle　to　put　his　hopes　in　the　establishment；　even　within　this　world　that　he　despised　and　mistrusted。
〃You　heard　what　Mr。　Weasley　and　Kingsley　said；〃　Harry　replied。
〃We　think　the　Ministry　has　been　infiltrated。〃
Uncle　Vernon　strode　back　to　the　fireplace　and　back　breathing　so　strongly　that　his　great　black　mustache　rippled　his　face　still　purple　with　concentration。
〃All　right；〃　he　said。　Stopping　in　front　of　Harry　get　again。　〃All　right；　let's　say　for　the　sake　of　argument　we　accept　this　protection。　I　still　don't　see　why　we　can't　have　that　Kingsley　bloke。〃
Harry　managed　not　to　roll　his　eyes；　but　with　difficulty。　This　question　had　also　been　addressed　half　a　dozen　times。
〃As　I've　told　you；〃　he　said　through　gritted　teeth；　〃Kingsley　is　protecting　the　Mug　…　I　mean；　your　Prime　Minister。〃
〃Exactly　…　he's　the　best！〃　said　Uncle　Vernon；　pointing　at　the　blank　television　screen。　The　Dursleys　had　spotted　Kingsley　on　the　news；　walking　along　the　Muggle　Prime　Minister　as　he　visited　a　hospital。　This；　and　the　fact　that　Kingsley　had　mastered　the　knack　of　dressing　like　a　Muggle；　not　to　mention　a　certain　reassuring　something　in　his　slow；　deep　voice；　had　caused　the　Dursleys　to　take　to　Kingsley　in　a　way　that　they　had　certainly　not　done　with　any　other　wizard；　although　it　was　true　that　they　had　never　seen　him　with　earring　in。
〃Well；　he's　taken；〃　said　Harry。　〃But　Hestia　Jones　and　Dedalus　Diggle　are　more　than　up　to　the　job　…〃
〃If　we'd　even　seen　CVsa133〃　began　Uncle　Vernon；　but　Harry　lost　patience。　Getting　to　his　feet；　he　advanced　on　his　uncle；　not　pointing　at　the　TV　set　himself。
〃These　accidents　aren't　accidents　…　the　crashed　and　explosions　and　derailments　and　whatever　else　has　happened　since　we　last　watched　the　news。　People　are　disappearing　and　dying　and　he's　behind　it　…　Voldemort。　I've　told　you　this　over　and　over　again；　he　kills　Muggles　for　fun。　Even　the　fogs　…　they're　caused　by　dementors；　and　if　you　can't　remember　what　they　are；　ask　your　son！〃
Dudley's　hands　jerked　upward　to　tower　his　mouth。　With　his　parents'　and　Harry's　eyes　upon　him；　he　slowly　lowered　them　again　and　asked；　〃There　area133　more　of　them？〃
〃More？〃　laughed　Harry。　〃More　than　the　two　that　attacked　us；　you　mean？　Of　course　there　are　hundreds；　maybe　thousands　by　this　time；　seeing　as　they　feed　off　fear　and　despaira151〃
〃All　right；　all　right　blustered；〃　blustered　Vernon　Dursley。　〃You've　made　your　point　…〃
〃I　hope　so；〃　said　Harry；　〃because　once　I'm　seventeen；　all　of　them　…　Death　Eaters；　elementors；　maybe　even　Inferi　…　which　means　dead　bodies　enchanted　by　a　Dark　wizard　…　will　be　able　to　find　you　and　will　certainly　attack　you。　And　if　you　remember　the　last　time　you　tried　to　outrun　wizards；　I　think　you'll　agree　you　need　help。〃
There　was　a　brief　silence　in　which　the　distant　echo　of　Hagrid　smashing　down　a　wooden　front　door　seemed　to　reverberate　through　the　intervening　years。　Aunt　Petunia　was　looking　at　Uncle　Vernon；　Dudley　was　staring　at　Harry。　Finally　Uncle　Vernon　blurted　out；　〃But　what　about　my　work？　What　about　Dudley's　school？　I　don't　suppose　those　things　matter　to　a　bunch　of　layabout　wizards　…〃
〃Don't　you　understand？〃　shouted　Harry。　〃iThey　will　torture　and　kill　you　like　they　did　my　parents！〃i
〃Dad；〃　said　Dudley　in　a　l