Harry Potter And the Sorcerer’s Stone-（25） letter, telling, surprise, gotten, trouble

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have shrunk in the wash and, to his great relief, Harry wasn’t punished.

On the other hand, he’d gotten into terrible trouble for being
found on the roof of the school kitchens. Dudley’s gang had been
chasing him as usual when, as much to Harry’s surprise as anyone
else’s, there he was sitting on the chimney. The Dursleys had received
a very angry letter from Harry’s headmistress telling them
Harry had been climbing school buildings. But all he’d tried to do
(as he shouted at Uncle Vernon through the locked door of his cupboard)
was jump behind the big trash cans outside the kitchen
doors. Harry supposed that the wind must have caught him in
mid-jump.

But today, nothing was going to go wrong. It was even worth being
with Dudley and Piers to be spending the day somewhere that
wasn’t school, his cupboard, or Mrs. Figg’s cabbage-smelling living
room.

While he drove, Uncle Vernon complained to Aunt Petunia. He
liked to complain about things: people at work, Harry, the council,
Harry, the bank, and Harry were just a few of his favorite subjects.

This morning, it was motorcycles.

“. . . roaring along like maniacs, the young hoodlums,” he said,
as a motorcycle overtook them.

“I had a dream about a motorcycle,” said Harry, remembering
suddenly. “It was flying.”

Uncle Vernon nearly crashed into the car in front. He turned
right around in his seat and yelled at Harry, his face like a gigantic
beet with a mustache: “MOTORCYCLES DON’T FLY!”

Dudley and Piers sniggered.

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sniggered: 窃笑