Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone Is serialized in the French version of the original book

Chapter 1 (II)

Harry closed his eyes to protect himself from the dazzling sky in the setting sunlight as the reporter continued"—and finally, Bungy the parakeet found a new way to stay zen this summer. Bungy, who lives at Five Feathers in Barnsley, learned water skiing! Mary Dorkins sought to find out more. ». Harry opened his eyes. If we had reached water skiing for parakeeting, there would be nothing interesting. He rolled cautiously on her stomach and got on all fours, preparing to move away from the window.

éblouissant adj. Dazzling, dazzling

nautique adj. Sea, water

It had advanced about five centimeters when several events followed one another very quickly.

A violent crack tore through the lethargic silence like a gunshot; a cat drove out of a car and fled out of sight; a scream, a swear word, and the sound of broken porcelain coming from the Durseys' living room, and, as if that had been the signal Harry was waiting for, he jumped up, pulling at the same time from the belt of his jeans a thin wooden rod like a knight pulling the sword from the sheath — but before he could get up completely, the top of his skull hit the Dursleys' open window. The ensuing din made Aunt Petunia scream more beautifully.

débouler v. popped out

s'enfuir v.pr. Escape, flee

Heurter v. Bump, bump

Harry felt like his head had just been split in half. With wet eyes, he oscillated, trying to discern the street clearly through his tears to spot the source of the noise, but he had just gotten up when two large purplish hands appeared through the open window and closed around his throat.

repérer v. positioning, determining... The location

"Put away — me — that!" scolded Uncle Vernon in Harry's ear.

"Now! Before — let someone — notice it! »

"Coward — me!" Harry complained. For a few seconds they struggled, Harry pulling on his uncle's sausage-like fingers with his left hand, the right holding his wand firmly; then, as the pain deepened in Harry's skull, Uncle Vernon shouted and released him as if he had received an electroshock. Some invisible force had seemed to arise from his nephew, making him impossible to hold.

Panting, Harry collapsed into the hydrangea hedge, straightened up, and glanced around. There was no sign of what had caused the violent crackling, but a few heads were coming out of some of the nearby windows. Harry hurriedly stuffed his wand into his jeans and tried to wear an innocent look.

s'écrouler v. fell, fell

À la hâte hurriedly

Arborer v. show off

"Nice evening!" shouted Uncle Vernon, waving to Mrs. Seven-number from opposite, who was watching them from behind her curtains. "Did you hear that car that just stalled? It startled Petunia and me. »

Caler v. suddenly stalled

He continued to smile, in a horrible way, like a maniac, until all the curious neighbors disappeared from their respective windows, and then his smile became a grimace of fury when he asked Harry to approach.

Maniaque n. manic patients

Harry took a few steps in her direction, carefully staying out of the area where Uncle Vernon's outstretched hands could have resumed their strangulation. "By the devil, what does that mean?" asked Uncle Vernon in a voice trembling with rage.

soigneusement adv. Carefully, exactly

étranglement n .m. Tighten, strangle

"What does it mean?" Harry replied calmly. He continued to look left and right down the street, still hoping to catch a glimpse of the one who had produced the crunch.

"make a noise as if we were giving the start of a race with a gun in front of our –"

"I wasn't the one who made that noise," Harry replied firmly.

Aunt Petunia's skinny, equine head had appeared behind Uncle Vernon's broad, purple head. She seemed livid.

"Why were you hiding under the window?"

Planquer v. Hide, hide

"Yes — yes, well seen Petunia. What were you doing under our window, kid? »

"I was listening to the news," Harry replied in a resigned tone.

résigné adj. Obedient, submissive

His uncle and aunt exchanged outraged glances.

"You were listening to the news! Again? »

"Well, it changes every day, you know... Harry said.

"Don't play the smartest thing with me, kid! I want to know what you're really going on — and I don't get out of the news anymore. You know perfectly well that people of your kind –"

Magouiller v. Conspiracy Planner

"Be careful Vernon!" whispered Aunt Petunia, and Uncle Vernon lowered his tone so that Harry could barely hear him. "– let people of your kind not pass through our information!"

"You don't know."

The Dursleys looked at him with round eyes for a few seconds, then Aunt Petunia said, "You're an ugly little liar. What are all these –" she too lowered the intensity of her voice to such an extent that Harry had to read the last words on his lips, "Owls if not bring you news?"

"Aha!" whispered Uncle Vernon in a triumphant tone. "It's a mouthful of you, kid! As if we didn't know that you have all the news you want thanks to these volatile pestilentials! »

en boucher un coin stunned

Harry hesitated for a moment. It cost him to tell the truth this time, even though his uncle and aunt couldn't understand how hard he was to admit it.

"Owls... do not bring me news. " he said very faintly.

"You won't make me believe that," Replied Aunt Petunia.

"No more than mine," adds Uncle Vernon forcefully.

"We know you're preparing something fishy."

Louche n.m. Suspicious

"We're not stupid, you know," Uncle Vernon said.

"Well, this is at least some news to me," replied Harry, increasingly angry, and before the Dursleys had time to call him back, he had turned around, crossed the lawn, stepped over the garden wall, and walked the street fast.

arpenter v. Stride

He would be in trouble now and he was aware of it. He would sooner or later have to confront his aunt and uncle and pay the price for his insolence, but he didn't care too much about it at the moment; much more pressing issues preoccupied him.

Harry was sure that the crunch had been produced by an Apparition or Disappearance. This was exactly the noise that Dobby the house elf made when he evaporated, leaving in his place only wind. Was it possible that Dobby was at Privet Drive? Could Dobby be following him at that very moment? Thinking of this he turned around and scanned Privet Drive, but it seemed completely deserted and Harry was sure that Dobby didn't know how to make himself invisible.

Scruter v. Explore, take a closer look

He continued on his way, almost unaware of his direction, for lately he had walked these streets so often that his feet automatically brought him to his favorite hideouts. Every five steps he looked over his shoulder. Someone from the magical world had approached him while he was lying among Aunt Petunia's dying begonias, he was certain. Why hadn't they talked to him, why hadn't they contacted him, why were they hiding now?

Lorgner v. glancing, squinting