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Panting, Harry fell forwards over the hydrangea bush, straightened up and stared around. There was no sign of what had caused the loud cracking noise, but there were several faces peering through various nearby windows. Harry stuffed his wand hastily back into his jeans and tried to look innocent.

¡Lovely evening!¡ shouted Uncle Vernon, waving at Mrs. Number Seven opposite, who was glaring from behind her net curtains. ¡Did you hear that car backfire just now? Gave Petunia and me quite a turn!¡

He continued to grin in a horrible, manic way until all the curious neighbours had disappeared from their various windows, then the grin became a grimace of rage as he beckoned Harry back towards him.

Harry moved a few steps closer, taking care to stop just short of the point at which Uncle Vernon's outstretched hands could resume their strangling.

¡What the devil do you mean by it, boy?¡ asked Uncle Vernon in a croaky voice that trembled with fury.

¡What do I mean by what?¡ said Harry coldly. He kept looking left and right up the street, still hoping to see the person who had made the cracking noise.

¡Making a racket like a starting pistol right outside our¡¡

¡I didn't make that noise,¡ said Harry firmly.

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Aunt Petunia's thin, horsy face now appeared beside Uncle Vernon's wide, purple one. She looked livid.