Pudgy

Let's speed read it.

Let's speed read it.

Opening page of Chamber of Secrets.

Opening page of Chamber of Secrets.

Opening page of Chamber of Secrets.

Chapter one. The boy who... Because you will be reading it.

Chapter one. The boy who... Because you will be reading it.

Chapter one. The boy who... Because you will be reading it.

You're not reading it fast enough, though. Okay. Mr. and Mrs. Dursley, can you stop? Mr. and Mrs. Dursley of No. 4 Pivot Drive were proud to say that they were perfectly normal. Thank you very much. They were the last people that you expect to be involved in anything strange or mysterious because they didn't hold with such nonsense.

You're not reading it fast enough, though. Okay. Mr. and Mrs. Dursley, can you stop? Mr. and Mrs. Dursley of No. 4 Pivot Drive were proud to say that they were perfectly normal. Thank you very much. They were the last people that you expect to be involved in anything strange or mysterious because they didn't hold with such nonsense.

You're not reading it fast enough, though. Okay. Mr. and Mrs. Dursley, can you stop? Mr. and Mrs. Dursley of No. 4 Pivot Drive were proud to say that they were perfectly normal. Thank you very much. They were the last people that you expect to be involved in anything strange or mysterious because they didn't hold with such nonsense.

Mr. Dursley was the director of a firm called Grunnings, which made drills. He was a big, beefy man with a holly in his neck.

Mr. Dursley was the director of a firm called Grunnings, which made drills. He was a big, beefy man with a holly in his neck.

Mr. Dursley was the director of a firm called Grunnings, which made drills. He was a big, beefy man with a holly in his neck.

Although he did have a very large mustache, Mr. 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 neighbors. The Dursleys had a small son called Dudley, and in their opinion, there was no finer boy anywhere.

Although he did have a very large mustache, Mr. 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 neighbors. The Dursleys had a small son called Dudley, and in their opinion, there was no finer boy anywhere.

Although he did have a very large mustache, Mr. 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 neighbors. The Dursleys had a small son called Dudley, and in their opinion, there was no finer boy anywhere.

The Dursleys had everything they wanted, but they also had a secret, and their greatest fear was that a secret...

The Dursleys had everything they wanted, but they also had a secret, and their greatest fear was that a secret...

The Dursleys had everything they wanted, but they also had a secret, and their greatest fear was that a secret...