Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone Audiobook by Stephen Fry

“used to be it pleasant there?”

The boa constrictor jabbed its tail on the sign once more and Harry read on: This specimen was bred in the zoo. “Oh, I see — so you’ve gotten never been to Brazil?”

as the snake shook its head, a deafening shout behind Harry made both of them soar.

“DUDLEY! MR. DURSLEY! COME AND look AT THIS SNAKE! YOU is not going to believe WHAT it can be DOING!”

Dudley came waddling towards them as speedy as he could.

“Out of the way, you,” he mentioned, punching Harry in the ribs. Caught through shock, Harry fell hard on the concrete flooring. What got here next occurred so fast no person noticed the way it happened — one 2d, Piers and Dudley had been leaning proper up almost the glass, the subsequent, they had leapt again with howls of horror.

Harry sat up and gasped; the glass front of the boa constrictor’s tank had vanished. The pleasant snake was uncoiling itself quickly, slithering out onto the floor. Humans for the duration of the reptile residence screamed and started going for walks for the exits.

Because the snake slid speedily previous him, Harry might have sworn a low, hissing voice stated, “Brazil, here I come…. Thanksss, amigo.”

The keeper of the reptile residence was in shock.

“but the glass,” he kept pronouncing, “the place did the glass go?”

The zoo director himself made Aunt Petunia a cup of strong, sweet tea while he apologized again and again. Piers and Dudley might best gibber. So far as Harry had seen, the snake hadn’t done whatever besides snap playfully at their heels because it handed, but by the point they have been all back in Uncle Vernon’s car, Dudley was telling them the way it had virtually bitten off his leg, at the same time Piers used to be swearing it had tried to squeeze him to demise. But worst of all, for Harry as a minimum, was once Piers calming down sufficient to say, “Harry used to be speaking to it, weren’t you, Harry?”

Uncle Vernon waited except Piers was safely out of the apartment earlier than establishing on Harry. He was so indignant he would rarely speak. He managed to assert, “Go — cupboard — keep — no foods,” earlier than he collapsed right into a chair, and Aunt Petunia had to run and get him a significant brandy.

Harry lay in his dark cupboard much later, wishing he had a watch. He failed to recognize what time it was once and he could not be certain the Dursleys had been asleep but. Except they had been, he couldn’t chance sneaking to the kitchen for some food.

He’d lived with the Dursleys nearly ten years, ten depressing years, as long as he could remember, ever because he’d been a little one and his mother and father had died in that auto crash. He could not remember being in the automobile when his mom and dad had died. Typically, when he strained his memory for the period of lengthy hours in his cupboard, he came up with a unusual vision: a blinding flash of green light and a burn- ing suffering on his forehead. This, he supposed, used to be the crash, although he couldn’t assume where all of the green mild got here from. He couldn’t don’t forget his moms and dads at all. His aunt and uncle in no way spoke about them, and of path he was forbidden to ask questions. There were no pics of them in the condominium.

When he had been younger, Harry had dreamed and dreamed of some unknown relation coming to take him away, nevertheless it had in no way occurred; the Dursleys were his most effective family. Yet regularly he idea (or perhaps hoped) that strangers in the avenue seemed to understand him. Very strange strangers they have been, too. A tiny man in a violet top hat had bowed to him as soon as whilst out searching with Aunt Petunia and Dudley. After asking Harry furiously if he knew the person, Aunt Petunia had rushed them out of the store without shopping some thing. A wild-watching historical woman dressed all in inexperienced had waved merrily at him once on a bus. A bald man in a very long pink coat had certainly shaken his hand in the avenue the other day after which walked away and not using a word. The most unearthly factor about all these individuals used to be the way in which they seemed to disappear the 2d Harry tried to get a more in-depth seem.

At tuition, Harry had no person. Every person knew that Dudley’s gang hated that atypical Harry Potter in his baggy old clothes and damaged glasses, and no one liked to disagree with Dudley’s gang.



The get away of the Brazilian boa constrictor earned Harry his longest-ever punishment. By the time he was once allowed out of his cupboard once more, the summer time vacation trips had began and Dudley had already damaged his new video camera, crashed his faraway manage airplane, and, first trip on his racing bike, knocked down old Mrs. Figg as she crossed Privet power on her crutches.

Harry was comfortable tuition was over, but there was once no escaping Dudley’s gang, who visited the apartment daily. Piers, Dennis, Malcolm, and Gordon had been all massive and silly, however as Dudley was once the largest and stupidest of the lot, he was the chief. The relaxation of them were all quite joyful to become a member of in Dudley’s favourite sport: Harry searching.

This was once why Harry spent as so much time as viable out of the house, wandering round and interested by the end of the vacations, the place he might see a tiny ray of hope. When September got here he can be going off to secondary tuition and, for the primary time in his life, he would not be with Dudley. Dudley had been authorized at Uncle Vernon’s old private university, Smeltings. Piers Polkiss used to be going there too. Harry, then again, was going to Stonewall high, the regional public university. Dudley notion this was very funny.

“They stuff individuals’s heads down the toilet the first day at Stonewall,”

he informed Harry. “want to come upstairs and follow?”

“No, thanks,” mentioned Harry. “The negative bathroom’s on no account had something as horrible as your head down it — it maybe unwell.” Then he ran, earlier than Dudley would determine what he’d said.

In the future in July, Aunt Petunia took Dudley to London to purchase his Smeltings uniform, leaving Harry at Mrs. Figg’s. Mrs. Figg wasn ‘t as dangerous as ordinary. It turned out she’d damaged her leg tripping over considered one of her cats, and she did not look particularly as keen on them as before. She let Harry watch television and gave him a little bit of chocolate cake that tasted as though she’d had it for a couple of years.

That evening, Dudley paraded around the residing room for the family in his manufacturer-new uniform. Smeltings’ boys wore maroon tailcoats, orange knickerbockers, and flat straw hats referred to as boaters. In addition they carried knobbly sticks, used for hitting each and every other while the lecturers weren’t looking. This used to be supposed to be excellent training for later existence.

As he checked out Dudley in his new knickerbockers, Uncle Vernon stated gruffly that it was the proudest second of his existence. Aunt Petunia burst into tears and stated she couldn’t feel it used to be her Ickle Dudleykins, he seemed so good-looking and grown-up. Harry did not trust himself to converse. He concept two of his ribs would have already got cracked from trying not to snicker.

There used to be a horrible odor in the kitchen the subsequent morning when Harry went in for breakfast. It gave the impression to be coming from a enormous metallic bath in the sink. He went to have a look. The tub was once stuffed with what appeared like soiled rags swimming in grey water.

“What’s this?” he asked Aunt Petunia. Her lips tightened as they continually did if he dared to ask a question.

“Your new college uniform,” she stated.

Harry looked in the bowl again.

“Oh,” he mentioned, “I didn’t realise it needed to be so moist.”

“DotA be stupid,” snapped Aunt Petunia. “i am dyeing a few of Dudley’s historical things grey for you. It can appear identical to everyone else’s once I’ve completed.”

Harry seriously doubted this, but proposal it quality not to argue. He sat down on the desk and tried to not consider about how he was once going to seem on his first day at Stonewall high — like he used to be wearing bits of historic elephant dermis, normally.

Dudley and Uncle Vernon came in, both with wrinkled noses for the reason that of the smell from Harry’s new uniform. Uncle Vernon opened his newspaper as normal and Dudley banged his Smelting stick, which he carried far and wide, on the table.

They heard the press of the mail slot and flop of letters on the doormat.

“Get the mail, Dudley,” stated Uncle Vernon from at the back of his paper.

“Make Harry get it.”

“Get the mail, Harry.”

“Make Dudley get it.”

“Poke him with your Smelting stick, Dudley.”

Harry dodged the Smelting stick and went to get the mail. Three matters lay on the doormat: a postcard from Uncle Vernon’s sister Marge, who was traveling on the Isle of Wight, a brown envelope that looked like a invoice, and — a letter for Harry.

Harry picked it up and stared at it, his coronary heart twanging like a giant elastic band. Nobody, ever, in his entire lifestyles, had written to him. Who would? He had no acquaintances, no different family — he failed to belong to the library, so he’d under no circumstances even obtained rude notes asking for book. Stephen Fry – Harry potter and the philosopher’s stone audiobook online. Yet right here it was, a letter, addressed so plainly there would be no mistake: Mr. H. Potter the cupboard beneath the stairs 4 Privet power Little Whinging Surrey The envelope was thick and heavy, product of yellowish parchment, and the tackle used to be written in emerald-inexperienced ink. There used to be no stamp.