Chapter One

The boy who survived 

Mr and Mrs Dursley, who lived in house number four of Pribhite Drive, proudly said that we were completely normal people. No one could have imagined that these people could get entangled in some mysterious or strange thing, because they used to stay away from such an absurdity. Mr Dursley Grinning was the company’s director, who made drills. Mr Dursley was thick, and his neck was not the same, though his shoulders were very big. 

Mrs Dursley was a thin-haired woman and her neck was almost twice as long as she was normal. This long neck used to work a lot because he used to spend a lot of time spinning across the garden manager and spying on neighbours. He also had a small son, whose name was Dudley and Mr.-Mrs. Dursley believed that he could not have a better child in the world.

They had all that they wanted, but there was a secret in their life too and they were afraid of the most fear that it would not have been known to anyone. They could not even imagine what would happen to them if anyone knew about the Potter family. Mrs Potter was Mrs Dursley’s sister, but she had not met each other for many years. 

The truth was that Mrs Dursley used to tell everyone that she had no sister because her sister and her unhappy husband were very different from those people, as different as possible. Dersley’s husband and wife sensed that if Potter’s husband and wife came in their street, what would their neighbours say? 

They knew that they had a small son, but they never saw him. This child was also a great reason, because of which Potter used to stay away from husband and wife. They did not want Dudley to meet this kind of child.

When Mr and Mrs Dursley woke up on that cumbersome Tuesday, from where the story begins, nobody could imagine that the sky and the mysterious events are going to happen all over the country. 

Mr Dursley took his most boring tie, humming to go to the office, and Mrs Dursley chatting around and chatting; Along with this, he was also fighting wrestling with the Dahli, who was trying to get the attack on a high chair.

Do not show any of them that a large brown owl passed away from his window fluttering the wings. At 8:30 in the morning, Mr Dursley picked up his briefcase, paused his wife’s cheek and tried to kiss Dudley, but he could not do it because Dudley was scolding at that time and was throwing his breakfast on the wall. ‘Shaitan somewhere, Mr Dursley laughed at the exit from the house and said to pamper.

They sat in their car and came out of the four-number porch. At the turn of the road, Dursley saw the first strange thing – a cat reading the map. For a moment, Dursley could not understand what they saw-then they shook hands and saw again. A brown cat stood at the turn of the Pivvet Drive, But the map was not visible anywhere.

How strange thoughts come to them in their minds? Maybe their eyes are cheated due to the light. Mr Dursley smiled and the cat was now reading the signboard, which was written on Pivot Drive-no, no, he was watching the signboard, the cats could neither see the map nor read the signboard. Mr Dursley lifted his shoulders and pulled the cat out of his mind.

When he got to the city, there was nothing else in his mind – except for the big drill orders that he expected to meet on that day.

But as he approached the city, he saw something that drove the idea of drill out of his mind. Like every morning when they got trapped in traffic jams, their attention went towards the fact that many people were walking around wearing strange clothes today. People wearing Robe were seen everywhere.

Mr Dursley did not like the people wearing strange clothes-nowadays young boys and girls wear clothes! He thought it must be a goofy new fashion. He played an apple on his stinging wheel with his fingers, and then his eyes fell on a crowd of strange people standing nearby.

They were thrilled and whispering among themselves. Mr Dursley got frantic when he saw that two of them were not exactly young: Hey, that man’s age would be more than me and he was not ashamed that he was wearing a dark green gown.

How dare he! But then Mr Dursley thought that maybe it might be related to some silly work – maybe these people are collecting donations for something. Yes, that would be the case. The traffic was restarted, and after a few minutes, Mr Dursley’s company car reached the parking lot and their brain once again got entangled in the drill.

Mr Dursley would always sit in the office on the ninth floor and sit back in front of the window. If it does not, then that morning they would have difficulty keeping their focus on the drill. They were not able to see the swirling swirls in the full afternoon, but the people standing on the road were shocked to see those swings.

When an owl flew rapidly after one by one, people looked at them by pointing at their fingers and groaning their fingers. Most of them did not even see the owl at night. Nonetheless, in the morning of Mr Dursley, it was completely normal, in which the owls were not named.

They scolded five people, made many important telephone calls and shouted on the phone. By the time of lunch, they were very good moods. In the lunch, they thought that the feet should be straightened and bring sweet breeds to them from the front bakery across the road.

They had completely forgotten about the people wearing the goose, but they went through them once again to the bakery. While passing by Mr Dursley roamed them with anger. Do not know why, seeing them, they got a little upset.
These people were whispering and were not able to find a donation box in their hand. While returning, Mr Dursley had a big sweet breed in the bag and when he came back to those people once again, he heard some words from his conversation.