Chapter. 8

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I couldn't hold back the tears now because that were my parents.

On the front page was a photo of our car badly crushed and it was on fire.
My parents were lying a bit from the car and I could see that they weren't breathing because the picture was moving just like the portraits.
Above the picture was the title, in big letters:

MUGGLES GET KILLED BY OUR OWN KIND.

"Yes, that are my parents" I said while tears kept running down my face.
"Then I think we need to talk to your uncle Vernon" Professor Dumbledore said and stood up from his desk.

"How are we going to do that. He's miles away. Are we going to use floo powder?" Harry asked
"Yes I think we need to use that in this case, let's just hope that they won't be to startled." the Professor answered and walked over to a fireplace that I hadn't noticed before.

"Harry, why don't you go first to show Susan how it works" Professor Dumbledore said and handed him a pot that you might use to plant some flowers.

Harry nodded and walked to the Professor, took a handful of somekind of sand, walked to the fireplace, threw the sand in and said "4 Private Drive." When he said that, a big green fire started in the fireplace, and he walked into it!... He just walked into it! And he disappeared.

I was in shock when Professor Dumbledore said "Now you can go" I looked at him before I walked to the fireplace.

I touched the fire but it didn't hurt. Then I walked in and I was in my uncle and aunt's livingroom.


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