Harry felt as though he had forgotten something, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not remember what it was.
It seemed to have happened quite recently.
Perhaps it had been on the day the summer holidays began?
But when he carefully went back over what had happened that day and when, he found that nothing seemed out of place.
Ron said he felt much the same way, but Hermione said they had both had too much going on over the past two days and had become so overexcited that they were imagining things. They had spent almost the entire day together, and clearly nothing had happened.
Hermione was always very convincing. Since even she said nothing had happened, Harry could only accept it.
Still, he would think of it from time to time, without finding any clues.
In the blink of an eye, more than a month had passed.
On the morning before the last day of July, Harry received a letter delivered by Dobby-Hedwig indicated that she was on the verge of losing her job.
The letter was from Dumbledore, telling Harry that he would come to Privet Drive that evening to pick him up.
"Oh, Harry, you're leaving tonight? But tomorrow's your birthday!" Dudley looked at Harry in surprise. Although Harry had sometimes left early in previous years, he had at least waited until after his birthday.
Harry's and Dudley's birthdays were close together, but they still celebrated them separately. After all, that meant two lots of presents.
Although the presents the Dursleys gave Harry could not compare with Dudley's in either quality or quantity, quite a few were things both Dudley and Harry wanted-such as some of the latest games.
So it was something both cousins looked forward to.
"Yeah, things are a bit