Harry blinked in confusion. He was staring at the same page for a while now. He closed the hardcover and shook his head slightly. He sat up and put it on his bed, the page dogeared. Cutting like glass, an intrusive noise brought him out of his wandering thoughts. A loud knock resonated throughout the Dursley household and he peeked his head out of the door. The knock was too loud to be made with knucled. It seems like it was created using an unidentifiable, blunt, large object. It piqued his curiosity. He walked up with a confidence he had never had in his early childhood, and the Dursleys watched warily. Harry glared and put a finger at his lips in a conspicuous manner. Harry knew they would obviously get the hint, for they needed to learn how to understand him when he became in charge; and if they didn’t, well that was their problem and they would suffer the consequences.