Mr. and Mrs. Dursley, of number four, Privet Drive, were proud to say that they were perfectly normal, thank you very much. They were the last people you'd expect to be involved in anything strange or mysterious, because they just 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 hardly any neck, although he did have a very large mustache. 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 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 somebody would discover it. They didn't think they could bear it if anyone found out about the Potters. Mrs. Potter was Mrs. Dursley's sister, but they hadn't met for several years; in fact, Mrs. Dursley pretended she didn't have a sister, because her sister and her good-for-nothing husband were as unDursleyish as it was possible to be. The Dursleys shuddered to think what the neighbors would say if the Potters arrived in the street. The Dursleys knew that the Potters had a small son, too, but they had never even seen him. This boy was another good reason for keeping the Potters away; they didn't want Dudley mixing with a child like that.
When Mr. and Mrs. Dursley woke up on the dull, gray Tuesday our story starts, there was nothing about the cloudy sky outside to suggest that strange and mysterious things would soon be happening all over the country. Mr. Dursley hummed as he picked out his most boring tie for work, and Mrs. Dursley gossiped away happily as she wrestled a screaming Dudley into his high chair.
None of them noticed a large, tawny owl flutter past the window.
At half past eight, Mr. Dursley picked up his briefcase, pecked Mrs. Dursley on the cheek, and tried to kiss Dudley good-bye but missed, because Dudley was now having a tantrum and throwing his cereal at the walls.
"Little tyke," chortled Mr. Dursley as he left the house. He got into his car and backed out of number four's drive.
It was on the corner of the street that he noticed the first sign of something peculiar -- a cat reading a map. For a second, Mr. Dursley didn't realize what he had seen -- then he jerked his head around to look again. There was a tabby cat standing on the corner of Privet Drive, but there wasn't a map in sight. What could he have been thinking of? It must have been a trick of the light. Mr. Dursley blinked and stared at the cat. It stared back. As Mr. Dursley drove around the corner and up the road, he watched the cat in his mirror. It was now reading the sign that said Privet Drive -- no, looking at the sign; cats couldn't read maps or signs. Mr. Dursley gave himself a little shake and put the cat out of his mind. As he drove toward town he thought of nothing except a large order of drills he was hoping to get that day.
But on the edge of town, drills were driven out of his mind by something else. As he sat in the usual morning traffic jam, he couldn't help noticing that there seemed to be a lot of strangely dressed people about. People in cloaks. Mr. Dursley couldn't bear people who dressed in funny clothes -- the getups you saw on young people! He supposed this was some stupid new fashion. He drummed his fingers on the steering wheel and his eyes fell on a huddle of these weirdos standing quite close by. They were whispering excitedly together. Mr. Dursley was enraged to see that a couple of them weren't young at all; why, that man had to be older than he was, and wearing an emerald-green cloak! The nerve of him! But then it struck Mr. Dursley that this was probably some silly stunt -- these people were obviously collecting for something... yes, that would be it. The traffic moved on and a few minutes later, Mr. Dursley arrived in the Grunnings parking lot, his mind back on drills.
Mr. Dursley always sat with his back to the window in his office on the ninth floor. If he hadn't, he might have found it harder to concentrate on drills that morning. He didn't see the owls swooping past in broad daylight, though people down in the street did; they pointed and gazed open- mouthed as owl after owl sped overhead. Most of them had never seen an owl even at nighttime. Mr. Dursley, however, had a perfectly normal, owl-free morning. He yelled at five different people. He made several important telephone calls and shouted a bit more. He was in a very good mood until lunchtime, when he thought he'd stretch his legs and walk across the road to buy himself a bun from the bakery.
He'd forgotten all about the people in cloaks until he passed a group of them next to the baker's. He eyed them angrily as he passed. He didn't know why, but they made him uneasy. This bunch were whispering excitedly, too, and he couldn't see a single collecting tin. It was on his way back past them, clutching a large doughnut in a bag, that he caught a few words of what they were saying.
"The Potters, that's right, that's what I heard -"
"- yes, their son, Harry -"Mr. Dursley was the director of a firm called Grunnings, which made drills. He was a big, beefy man with hardly any neck, although he did have a very large mustache. 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 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 somebody would discover it. They didn't think they could bear it if anyone found out about the Potters. Mrs. Potter was Mrs. Dursley's sister, but they hadn't met for several years; in fact, Mrs. Dursley pretended she didn't have a sister, because her sister and her good-for-nothing husband were as unDursleyish as it was possible to be. The Dursleys shuddered to think what the neighbors would say if the Potters arrived in the street. The Dursleys knew that the Potters had a small son, too, but they had never even seen him. This boy was another good reason for keeping the Potters away; they didn't want Dudley mixing with a child like that.
When Mr. and Mrs. Dursley woke up on the dull, gray Tuesday our story starts, there was nothing about the cloudy sky outside to suggest that strange and mysterious things would soon be happening all over the country. Mr. Dursley hummed as he picked out his most boring tie for work, and Mrs. Dursley gossiped away happily as she wrestled a screaming Dudley into his high chair.
None of them noticed a large, tawny owl flutter past the window. [....]
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GENOMIC INTEGRATION
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Abstract
Artificial plasmids, which we transform into cells during the year on iGEM all the time,
are a significant burden to the host. The design of our pathways, for example the combination of a promoter and RBS,
result in different amounts of product. The measurement of the metabolic burden is the key for a quantitative optimization
in metabolic engineering. Hereby, the measurement of the hosts' optical density, which should give you a feedback on the
growth rate, shows you a very inaccurate value of the metabolic burden and even that just after a long time. F. Ceronie, R. Algar,
G.B. Stan, T. Ellis thought about the need of a highly quantitative accurate measurement and found a solution in the measurement of
a fluorophore, which the host expresses constitutively. They demonstrate, that the measurement of GFP has great advantages
over the measurement of OD, because it is much faster and more precise. Using this method, it is now possible to measure the
impact of transformed plasmid live and with high accuracy. This new approach is of economical interest, because it enables
scientist to test a lot of different pathways at once in a short time, just by using a fluoreader.
Our main project aims
on developing a safety plasmid. To measure the metabolic burden caused by the safety plasmid, but also every plasmid that we
design now and in the future, we want to build a meausurement strain based on the model of F. Ceronie et al. To achieve the
most sensitive results, we used the λ‑Integrase Site‑specific Recombination Pathway, described by A. Landy
in 2015, to integrate exactly one copy of GFP into E. coli K12 JM109. Therfore we designed two plasmids, based on
BBa_I11020 and BBa_I11023. We measured our strain using single cell measurement as well as measurements with a fluoreader.
Metabolic burden
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Genomic integration
The λ‑integrase, originally derived from the λ‑Phage, catalyzes in combination with several assisting proteins the excessive and integrative recombination of the phage's genome with the chromosomal genome of a host. For this, two attachment sites are needed: one located on the bacterial genome (attB) and the other located on the λ‑genome, which also contains several binding sites for regulatory proteins. The attachment sites contain homologous recognition sequences, called BOB' Region (attB) and COC' Region (attP). These can be connected by the λ‑integrase and the bacterial integration host factor (IHF) via Holliday junction forming an intasome, a DNA‑protein‑complex, producing hybrid attachment sites attL and attR.
For the integration of a gene of interest (GOI) into the chromosomal genome of E. coli there are two plasmids needed. One, called integration plasmid, contains the constitutively expressed GOI GFP with a LVA degradation tag, which, as previously mentioned, is also the reporter that is necessary for the measurement of the metabolic burden and should be integrated into the E. coli genome. It also contains the attP site that enables the integration. There are two bidirectional terminators located on each side of the attP to protect the GFP Operon from the transcription of the other neighbouring genes. The antibiotic resistance will also be integrated into the genome if the genomical integration succeeds, so we decided to use a Kanamycin resistance, as it is less commonly used in iGEM than Ampicillin or Chloramphenicol. Therefore, we chose the backbone pSB3K3, which also possesses a low copy ori and eases the later performed plasmid curing. The second plasmid is a helper plasmid and is necessary for transposing the GFP into the chromosomal genome as it contains the protein λ‑integrase with a ribosomal binding site (RBS). To verify whether the recombination was successful one can perform a PCR with primers binding to the attB site of the E. coli and the VR Primer, which binds on every BioBrick compliant plasmid. As the one primer binds on the genome and the other on a plasmid, there can only be a PCR amplicon if the integration has succeeded.
Integration strains
A suitable genomic integration strain needs to carry the attB sequence needed for λ‑integrase mediated recombination, which can be troublesome because many commonly used E. Coli strains already have the λ‑phage integrated into its genome. The attB site needed for the integration is blocked in λ (DE3) phage.
For our integration strain we chose the E. Coli JM109 strain because it matched all our demands and was also freely and easily available to us.