

Dursley’s sister, but they hadn’t met for several years in fact, Mrs. They didn’t think they could bear it if anyone found out about the Potters. The Dursleys had everything they wanted, but they also had a secret, and their greatest fear was that somebody would discover it. The Dursleys had a small son called Dudley and in their opinion there was no finer boy anywhere. Dursley was thin and blonde and had nearly twice the usual amount of neck, which came in very useful as she spent so much of her time craning over garden fences, spying on the neighbors. He was a big, beefy man with hardly any neck, although he did have a very large mustache. Dursley was the director of a firm called Grunnings, which made drills.

They were the last people you’d expect to be involved in anything strange or mysterious, because they just didn’t hold with such nonsense. Dursley, of number four, Privet Drive, were proud to say that they were perfectly normal, thank you very much.

Rowling CHAPTER ONE The Boy Who Lived Mr. Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone By J.K.
