Mr. and Mrs. Dursley, of number four, Privet Drive, were proud to say that they were perfectly normal, thank you very much.
Mr. Dursley was the director of a firm called Grunnings, which made drills. Mrs. 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. The Dursleys had a small son called Dudley and in theiropinion there was no finer boy anywhere.
It was on the corner of the street that he noticed the first sign of something peculiar -- a cat reading a map.
A man appeared on the corner the cat had been watching, appeared so suddenly and silently you'd have thought he'd just popped out of the ground.
He was wearing long robes,a purple cloak that swept the ground, and high-heeled, buckled boots.This man's name was Albus Dumbledore.
"Fancy seeing you here, Professor McGonagall."
"My dear Professor, I 've never seen a cat sit so stiffly."
"You'd be stiff if you'd been sitting on a brick wall all day," said Professor McGonagall.
1. drive：机动车道（非机动车道bike lane；人行道pavement）
1. there is no finer boy anywhere。no+finer=the finest
2. I like nothing better。nothing+better=the best