...Harry spent as much time as possible out of the house, wandering around and thinking about the end of the holidays, where he could see a tiny ray of hope. When September came he would be going off to secondary school and, for the first time in his life, he wouldn't be with Dudley. Dudley had been accepted at Uncle Vernon's old private school, Smeltings. ... Harry, on the other hand, was going to Stonewall High, the local public school. Dudley thought this was very funny.
"They stuff people's heads down the toilet the first day at Stonewall," he told Harry. "Want to come upstairs and practice?"
"No, thanks," said Harry. "The poor toilet's never had anything as horrible as your head down it - it might be sick." Then he ran, before Dudley could work out what he'd said.
~ JK Rowling. Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone, pg. 32.
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I'm happily re-reading Harry Potter and laughing out loud just about every third page. Are you reading anything fun these last few weeks of summer? Got a crazy desire to join me in reading seven humongous books in a row? Come on...it'll be fun!
Have a wonderful weekend!