1 1 1 1 1 (MIAOWING) I should have known you'd be here, Professor McGonagall! Good evening, Professor Dumbledore. Are the rumours true, Albus? I'm afraid so, Professor. The good... ..and the bad. And the boy? Hagrid is bringing him. Do you think it wise to trust Hagrid with something this important? Professor, I would trust Hagrid with my life. (WHOOSHING) (ENGINE ROARS) (TYRES SQUEAL) Professor Dumbledore, sir! Professor McGonagall! No problems, I trust, Hagrid? No, sir. Little tyke fell asleep just as we were flying over Bristol. Try not to wake him. There you go. Albus, do you really think it's safe, leaving him with these people? I've watched them all day. They're the worst sort of Muggles imaginable. They really are! They're the worst sort of Muggles imaginable. They really are! The only family he has. This boy will be famous! There won't be a child in our world who doesn't know his name. Exactly. He's far better off growing up away from all of that,... ..until he's ready. (SNIFFS / CLEARS THROAT) There, there, Hagrid. It's not really goodbye, after all. Good luck,... Harry Potter. Up. Get up! (POUNDING) Now! (THUMPS) WAKE UP, POTTER! (THUMPS) WE'RE GOING TO THE ZOO! (THUMPS) (GIGGLES) (COOING) Oh, here he comes! The birthday boy! Happy birthday, son! (CHUCKLES) Just cook the breakfast and try not to burn anything! Yes, Aunt Petunia. I want everything to be perfect for my Dudley's special day! Hurry up! Bring my coffee, boy. Yes, Uncle Vernon. Aren't they wonderful, darling? How many are there?! 36! Counted them myself. 36?! 36?! BUT LAST YEAR I HAD 37! Some are bigger than last year - I DON'T CARE HOW BIG THEY ARE! This is what we'll do. When we go out, we'll buy you two new presents. How's that, pumpkin? I'm warning you now, boy, any funny business,... any at all, and you won't have any meals for a week. Get in! Make it move! Move! MOVE! He's asleep! He's asleep! He's boring. Sorry about him. He doesn't understand what it's like, lying there day after day watching people press their ugly faces at you. Can you hear me?! It's just,... I've never talked to a snake before. Do you... I mean... Do you talk to people often? You're from Burma, aren't you? Was it nice there? Do you miss your family? I see. That's me, as well. I never knew my parents, either. MUMMY! DAD! COME HERE! You won't believe what this snake is doing! Argh! Agh! Thankssss... Any time! SNAKE! (ALL SCREAM) Mum! Mummy! (SCREAMS) Mummy, help me! My darling boy! (BOTH YELL) (CHUCKLES) Oh, goodness! How did you get in there? (SOBS) It's all right, sweetheart! We'll get you out of these clothes. Agh! What happened? I swear, I don't know! (GROWLS) The glass just disappeared! It was like magic! There's no... such thing... as magic! (CAWS) Marge is ill. Ate a funny whelk. Dad, look! Harry's got a letter! Give it back! It's mine! Yours?! Who'd be writing to you? (GULPS) (SCREECHES) "(ELECTRICAL WHIRRING)" No more mail through this letterbox! "(ELECTRICAL WHIRRING)" Have a lovely day at the office, dear. Shoo! Go on! Fine day, Sunday! In my opinion, best day of the week. Why is that, Dudley? Cos there's no post on Sundays. Right you are, Harry! No post on Sunday. Hah! No blasted letters today! No, sir! Not one single bloody letter! Not one! (CHIRPING / SCREECHING) No, sir! Not one blasted, miserable - (RUMBLING) (WHIMPERS) (BOTH) Agh! Make it stop, please! (ALL YELL) Give me that! Give me that letter! Get off! Agh! Argh! They're my letters! Let go of me! That's it! We're going away! Far away, where they can't find us! where they can't find us! Daddy's gone mad, hasn't he? (THUNDER RUMBLES) "(BEEPING)" Make a wish, Harry. (CRASH!) (BOOM!) (CRASH!) (BOOM!) (CRASH!) (FAINT, SQUEAKY VOICE) Who's there? (BOOM!) Agh! Argh! Sorry about that. I demand that you leave at once! You are breaking and entering! (WHIMPERS) (WHIMPERS) Dry up, Dursley, you great prune! Mind, I haven't seen you since you was a baby, Harry, but... ..you're a bit more along than I'd expected, particularly around here! ..you're a bit more along than I'd expected, particularly around here! I-I'm not Harry! I-I am. I-I am. Well, of course you are! Got something for you. 'Fraid I might've sat on it at some point, but I imagine it'll taste fine just the same. Ah! Baked it myself, words and all. Thank you! Thank you! It's not every day a boy turns 11! Excuse me, but... ..who are you? Rubeus Hagrid, Keeper of Keys and Grounds at Hogwarts. Course, you know all about Hogwarts! Sorry. No. No? Didn't you ever wonder where your mum and dad learned it all? Learned what? You're a wizard, Harry. I-I'm a what? A wizard! And a thumpin' good 'un, I'd wager, once you're trained up a little. No. You've made a mistake. I mean, I... can't be a,... a wizard. I mean, I'm... just... ..Harry. Just Harry! Well, Just Harry,... did you ever make anything happen, anything you couldn't explain, when you were angry or scared? "Dear Mr Potter, we are pleased to inform you you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry"! He will not be going! We swore we'd put a stop to this rubbish! You knew! You knew all along and you never told me! Of course we knew! How could you not be, my perfect sister being who she was? Oh, my mother and father were so... proud, the day she got her letter! "We have a witch in the family!" "Isn't it wonderful?" I was the only one to see her for what she was,... (THUNDER RUMBLES) ..a freak! And then she met that Potter, and she had you, and I knew you would be just as strange, just as... abnormal! Then she went and got herself blown up, and we got landed with you! Blown up?! You told me my parents died in a car crash! A car crash?! A car crash, kill Lily and James Potter?! We had to say something. It's an outrage! It's a scandal! He will not be going! Oh, and a great Muggle like yourself's going to stop him, eh(?) Muggle? Non-magic folk. He's had his name down since he were born! He's going to the finest school of wizardry in the world, and he will be under the finest headmaster Hogwarts has ever seen, Albus Dumbledore! I will not pay to have some crackpot old fool teach him tricks! Never... ..insult Albus Dumbledore... in front of me. Agh! (DURSLEYS ALL SCREAM) (ALL GIBBER) Er,... I'd appreciate if you didn't tell anyone at Hogwarts about that. Strictly speaking, I'm not allowed to do magic. OK. Ooh! We're a bit behind schedule. Best be off. Unless you'd rather stay, of course. PEOPLE CHATTER, DANCE MUSIC PULSATES They've been on the sauce. They've been on the sauce. Your party! They've been on the sauce. Your party! That's Mary's boy, isn't it? Yeah. Maybe you should say something. Maybe you should say something. Nah. I'm crap at that kind of thing, Barry. Yeah, but they're just kids. If we don't say something... (GROANS) Hey, boys? Boys? Why don't you get a lift home tonight? Oh, whatever, mate. I've only had a couple. No, no, no, no. It's too late now. I've spoken to you and I know your mum, so that means our fates are aligned. You get into that car and you get yourself killed or you kill someone else, I become part of it too. How? How? Well, it's like, um, my balls are in your hands. BOYS LAUGH, SNORT BOY: Oh, you want the balls! BOY: Oh, you want the balls! Nobody wants that. Hey, how about I drive you? What? Oh. What? Oh. BOYS LAUGH, DANCE MUSIC PLAYS ON RADIO (SWITCHES RADIO STATION) (SWITCHES RADIO STATION) YODELLING MUSIC PLAYS I like it. 1 "All students must be equipped with... ..one standard size-two pewter cauldron, and may bring, if they desire, either an owl, a cat or a toad." Can we find all this in London? If you know where to go! Ah, Hagrid! Usual, I presume? No, thanks, Tom. I'm on official Hogwarts business, helping Harry buy school supplies. Bless my soul! It's Harry Potter! Welcome back, Mr Potter! Welcome back! Doris Crockford, Mr Potter. I can't believe I'm meeting you at last! Harry... P-P-Potter! I can't tell you p-pleased I am to meet you! Hello, Professor! I didn't see you there. Professor Quirrell, your Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher. Oh! Nice to meet you. F-Fearfully f-fascinating subject. N-Not that you need it, eh, P-Potter? (GIGGLES NERVOUSLY) Yes, well,... must be going now. Lots to buy! (LAUGHS) Goodbye. See, Harry? You're famous. But why am I famous, Hagrid? All those people, how do they know who I am? I'm not sure I'm the right person to tell you. Welcome, Harry,... to Diagon Alley! Here's where you get your quills and ink. And over there, all your bits and bobs for wizardry! (SQUAWKS) ..world-class racing broom! Wow, look at it! The new Nimbus 2000! It's the fastest model yet! But, Hagrid, how am I to pay for all this? I haven't any money. There's your money, Harry! Gringotts, the Wizard Bank! Ain't no safer place, not one, 'cept perhaps Hogwarts. Er, Hagrid...? What exactly are these things? They're goblins, Harry. Clever as they come, but not the most friendly of beasts. Stay close! (CLEARS THROAT) Mr Harry Potter wishes to make a withdrawal. Ah... And does Mr Harry Potter have his key? Wait a minute. Got it here somewhere. Hah! There's the little devil! Oh, and there's something else, as well. Professor Dumbledore gave me this. It's about You-Know-What, in Vault You-Know-Which. Very well. Vault 687! Lamp, please! Key, please! Didn't think your mum and dad would leave you with nothing, did you? Vault 713! What's in there, Hagrid? Can't tell you, Harry. Hogwarts business. Very secret. Stand back! Best not to mention this to anyone. I still need... ..a wand. A wand? You want Ollivanders. There ain't no place better. Run along there and wait. I got one more thing to do. I won't be long. (BELL TINKLES) Hello? Hello? I wondered when I'd be seeing you, Mr Potter! It seems only yesterday that your mother and father were in here buying their first wands. Ah! Here we are. Give it a wave! Apparently not. Perhaps... ..this. No! No, definitely not. No matter! I wonder... Curious! Very curious... Sorry, but what's curious? I remember every one I've ever sold, Mr Potter. It so happens that the phoenix whose tail-feather resides in your wand... gave another feather. Just... one... other. It is curious that you should be destined for this wand when its brother... ..gave you that scar. And who owned that wand? We do not speak his name! The wand chooses the wizard, Mr Potter. It's not always clear why, but... I think it is clear that we can expect great things from you. After all, He Who Must Not Be Named... ..did great things. Terrible,... ..yes,... but great. (KNOCKING) Harry! Harry! Happy birthday! (Wow!) You all right, Harry? You seem very quiet. He... killed my parents, didn't he? The one who gave me this. You know, Hagrid. I know you do. I know you do. (SIGHS) First,... understand this, cos it's very important,... ..not all wizards are good. Some of them go bad. A few years ago, there was one wizard who went as bad as you can go. And his name was... (SIGHS) His name was... (SIGHS) His name was... Maybe if you wrote it down? No, I can't spell it. All right. (Voldemort.) Voldemort? Ssh! They was dark times, Harry. Dark times. 'Voldemort started to gather some followers, brought 'em over to the dark side.' 'Anyone that stood up to him ended up dead.' 'Your parents fought against him, but nobody lived once he decided to kill 'em.' Nobody, not one,... except you. Me? Voldemort tried to kill... me? Yes! That ain't no ordinary cut on your forehead, Harry. A mark like that only comes from being touched by a curse, and an evil curse at that. What happened to... ..to You-Know-Who? Well, some say he died. Codswallop, in my opinion. Nope, I reckon he's out there still, too tired to carry on. But one thing's absolutely certain. Something about you stumped him that night. That's why you're famous. That's why everybody knows your name. You're The Boy Who Lived. 1 What are you lookin' at?! Blimey, is that the time? Sorry, Harry, I'm gonna have to leave you. Dumbledore'll be wanting his, er... He'll be wanting to see me. Now, er, your train leaves in ten minutes. There's your ticket. It's very important. Stick to your ticket. "Platform 9�"... But, Hagrid, there must be a mistake. This says Platform 9�. There's no such thing, is there? Sorry! Excuse me. Excuse me! Through the passage on your left. Excuse me! Where might I find Platform 9�? 9�? Think you're being funny? It's the same every year! Packed with Muggles, of course! Come on. Muggles... Platform 9�, this way! All right, Percy! You first. Fred, you next! He's not Fred. I am! Honestly, woman, you call yourself our mother - Oh, I'm sorry, George. I'm only joking. I am Fred! Excuse me! Could... Could you tell me... ..how to... How to get onto the platform? Not to worry, dear. It's Ron's first time to Hogwarts, as well. All you've go to do is walk straight at the wall between Platforms 9 and 10. Do it at a run, if you're nervous. Good luck. Excuse me! Do you mind? Everywhere else is full. Not at all! I'm Ron, by the way. Ron Weasley. I'm Harry. Harry Potter. So... So it's true! I mean, do you really have the... The what? (The scar?) Oh! Wicked! (CHUCKLES) Anything off the trolley, dears? No, thanks. I'm all set. We'll take the lot! Whoa! Bertie Bott's Every-Flavour Beans? They mean every flavour. There's chocolate and peppermint, and there's also... ..spinach, liver and tripe. George swears he got a bogey-flavoured one once. These aren't real frogs, are they? It's just a spell. It's the cards you want. Each pack's got a famous witch or wizard. I've got about 500, meself. Ribbet! Watch it! Oh, rotten luck. They've only got one good jump in them. I've got Dumbledore! I got about six of him. He's gone! Well, you can't expect him to hang around all day, can you? This is Scabbers, by the way. Pathetic, isn't he? Just a little bit. Fred gave me a spell to turn him yellow. Want to see? Yeah! (CLEARS THROAT) Sun - Has anyone seen a toad? A boy named Neville's lost one. No. Oh! Are you doing magic? Let's see, then. (CLEARS THROAT) Sunshine, daisies, butter mellow, turn this stupid fat rat yellow! Are you sure that's a real spell? Well, it's not very good, is it? I've only tried a few simple ones myself, but they've all worked for me. For example! Oculus reparo. That's better, isn't it? Holy cricket! You're Harry Potter! I'm Hermione Granger. And... you are...? Um... Ron Weasley. Pleasure. You two best change into robes. I expect we'll be arriving soon. You've got dirt on your nose, by the way. Did you know? Just there. Right, then, first years! This way, please! Come on, now, first years, don't be shy! Come on, now! Hurry up! Out! Hello, Harry! Hey, Hagrid! Whoa! Right, then! This way to the boats! Come on. Follow me! (BOTH WHISPER IN AWE) (Wicked!) Welcome to Hogwarts! In a moment you will pass through these doors and join your classmates, but before then you must be sorted into your houses. They are Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw... and Slytherin. Now, while you're here, your house will be like your family. Your triumphs will earn you points. Any rule-breaking, and you will lose points. At the end of the year, the house with the most points is awarded the House Cup. TREVOR! Sorry. The sorting ceremony will begin momentarily. It's true, then! What they were saying on the train. Harry Potter has come to Hogwarts. (ALL WHISPER IN ASTONISHMENT) This is Crabbe... and Goyle, and I'm Malfoy. Draco Malfoy. (SNORTS) Think my name's funny, do you? No need to ask yours. Red hair and a hand-me-down robe... You must be a Weasley. You'll find out that some wizarding families are better than others. You don't want to make friends with the wrong sort. I can help you there. I think I can tell the wrong sort for myself, thanks. We're ready. Follow me. It's not real, the ceiling. It's just bewitched to look like the sky. I read about it in Hogwarts, A History. Will you wait here, please? Now, before we begin, Professor Dumbledore has a few words. I have a few start-of-term notices I wish to announce. The first years, please note that the Dark Forest is strictly forbidden to all students. Also, our caretaker, Mr Filch, has asked me to remind you that the third floor corridor on the right hand side is out of bounds to everyone who does not wish to die a most painful death. Thank you. When I call your name, you will come forth. I shall place the sorting hat on your head and you will be sorted into your houses. Hermione Granger! Oh, no... OK, relax! Mental, that one, I'm telling you! Ah,... right, then! Hmm,... right! OK,... GRYFFINDOR! (ALL CHEER) Draco Malfoy! SLYTHERIN! (CHEERING) All the wizards who went bad were in Slytherin! Susan Bones! (Agh!) Harry, what is it? Nothing. Nothing. I'm fine. Let's see... I know... Hufflepuff! (CHEERING) Ronald Weasley! Hah! Another Weasley! I know just what to do with you! Gryffindor! Gryffindor! (CHEERING) Harry Potter? Hmm,... difficult, very difficult. Plenty of courage, I see. Not a bad mind, either. There's talent, oh, yes, and a thirst to prove yourself. But where... to put you? (Not Slytherin! Not Slytherin!) Not Slytherin, eh? Are you sure? You could be great, you know. It's all here in your head, and Slytherin will help you on the way to greatness, there's no doubt about that, no! (Not Slytherin...!) If you're not sure,... ..better be... ..GRYFFINDOR! (ALL CHEER RAPTUROUSLY) Well done! Well done! Your attention, please! Let the feast... begin! (ALL GASP) Wow! I'm half and half. Me Dad's a Muggle. Mam's a witch. Bit of a nasty shock for him when he found out! Say, Percy, who's that teacher talking to Professor Quirrell? That's Professor Snape, head of Slytherin. What's he teach? Potions, but it's the Dark Arts he fancies. He's been after Quirrell's job for years. Agh! Hello! How are you? Welcome to Gryffindor. Welcome to Gryffindor. (WHOOSHING) (CHILDREN LAUGH) Hoo-hoo-hoo! Ooh, hoo! Waah! (LAUGHS) It's the Bloody Baron! Hello, Sir Nicholas. Have a nice summer? Dismal! Again my request to join the Headless Hunt has been denied. I know you! You're Nearly Headless Nick! I prefer Sir Nicholas, if you don't mind. Nearly Headless? How can you be nearly headless? Like this! (RIPPING / SQUELCHING) Wah! Gryffindors, follow me, please. Keep up. Ravenclaw, follow me. This way! This is the most direct path to the dormitories. Keep an eye on the staircases. They like to change. Keep up, please, and follow me. Quickly, now. Come on! Come on! That picture's moving! Look at that one, Harry! Oh, look! (GASPS) Who's that girl? (PICTURE OF OLD MAN) Welcome to Hogwarts! Who's that? Password? Caput Draconis. (RUMBLING) Wow! Follow me, everyone. Keep up. Quickly, come on! (ALL GASP DELIGHTEDLY) Gather round here. Welcome to the Gryffindor common room. Boys' dormitory upstairs and left, girls', the same on your right. All your belongings have been brought up. Made it! Can you imagine the look on old McGonagall's face if we were late? That was bloody brilliant! Thank you for that assessment. Perhaps it would be more useful if I were to transfigure you both into a pocket watch. That way one of you might be on time! We got lost. Perhaps a map? I trust you don't need one to find your seats! There will be no foolish wand-waving or silly incantations in this class. I don't expect many of you to appreciate the subtle and exact art that is potion-making. However, for those... select... few who possess... the predisposition,... ..I can teach you how to bewitch the mind... ..and ensnare the senses. I can tell you how to bottle fame, brew glory, and even put a stopper... in death. Then, again, maybe some of you have come to Hogwarts in possession of abilities so formidable that you feel confident enough to not... pay... ..attention! Mr Potter! Our new celebrity... What would I get if I added root of asphodel to an infusion of wormwood? You don't know? Let's try again. Where would you look, to find a bezoar? I don't know, sir. What distinguishes monkshood from wolfbane? Don't know, sir. Pity. Clearly... ..fame is not everything, is it, Mr Potter? Eye of rabbit, harp string hum, turn this water into rum! Eye of rabbit, harp string hum... Eye of rabbit, harp string hum... What's Seamus trying to do? Turn the water into rum. He actually managed weak tea yesterday, before - (ALL LAUGH) (FAINT SCREECHING) Ah! Mail's here! Can I borrow this? Thanks. Hey, look! Neville's got a Remembrall! I've read about those! Red smoke means you've forgotten something. The problem is, I can't remember what I've forgotten! Hey, Ron,... somebody broke into Gringotts! Listen. "Believed to be the work of dark witches or wizards unknown, the goblins, while acknowledging the breach, insist nothing was taken." "The vault in question, 713, had been emptied earlier that very same day." That's odd! That's the vault Hagrid and I went to. 1 Good afternoon, class! (ALL) Good afternoon, Madam Hooch. Afternoon, Amanda. Good afternoon. Welcome to your first flying lesson! What are you waiting for? Step up to the left side of your broomstick. Come on, hurry up! Stick your right hand over the broom and say up. (ALL) Up! Up! Wow! Up! Up! Up! Up! UP! With feeling! (ALL) Up! Up! Up! Up! Up! Up! Up! Up! Oof! (GIGGLES) Shut up, Harry! Now, once you've got hold of your broom, I want you to mount it. Grip it tight. You don't want to be sliding off the end. When I blow my whistle, kick off from the ground, hard. Keep your brooms steady. Hover for a moment, then lean forward slightly and touch back down. On my whistle! Three, two - (WHISTLES) Agh! Mr Longbottom! Neville, what are you doing? (ALL CHATTER) Agh! Ah! Mr... Mr Long-... Mr... Longbottom! Neville! Neville! Argh! Agh! Come back down this instant! Agh! Mr Longb-... Mr Longb-... (SHRIEKS) Neville! (RIPPING) Ow! Everyone out of the way! Is he all right? Ow! Oh, dear. It's a broken wrist. (TUTS SYMPATHETICALLY) Come on. Up you get. Everyone keep your feet firmly on the ground while I take Mr Longbottom to the hospital wing, understand? If I see a single broom in the air, the one riding it will be out of Hogwarts before they can say Quidditch. Did you see his face? Maybe if the fat lump had squeezed this, he'd have remembered to fall on his fat arse! Give it here, Malfoy! No. I think I'll leave it somewhere for Longbottom to find. How about the roof?! What's the matter, Potter? Bit beyond your reach? Harry, no way! You heard Madam Hooch. Besides, you don't even know how to fly! What... an... idiot. Give it here or I'll knock you off your broom! Is that so? Have it your way, then! (ALL CHEER) That was wicked! Well done, Harry! Harry Potter! Follow me. You wait here. ..ingredient in - Professor Quirrell, excuse me. Could I borrow Wood for a moment? Could I borrow Wood for a moment? Y-Y-Yes, of course! Potter, this is Oliver Wood. Wood,... I have found you a Seeker! Have you heard? Harry Potter's the new Gryffindor Seeker! I always knew he'd do well! Seeker?! But first years never make the house teams! You must be the youngest Quidditch player in a century. According to McGonagall. Well done, Harry! Wood's just told us. Fred and George are on the team. Beaters. Our job is to stop you getting too bloodied up! Can't make promises... Rough game, Quidditch! Brutal! But no one's died in years. Someone will vanish occasionally. They turn up in a month or two! Oh, go on, Harry! Quidditch is great! Best game there is! You'll be great, too. I've never even played! What if I make a fool of myself? You won't. It's in your blood. Whoa! Harry, you never told me your father was a Seeker, too! I... didn't know. I'm telling you, it's spooky. She knows more about you than you do! I'm telling you, it's spooky. She knows more about you than you do! Who doesn't? Wah! What's happening? The staircases change, remember? Let's go this way. Before the staircase moves again! Does anybody feel like we shouldn't be here? We're not supposed to be here. This is the third floor. It's forbidden! Let's go. Miaow! Miaow! It's Filch's cat! Run! Quick! Let's hide through that door! It's locked! That's it. We're done for! Oh, move over! Alohomora! Get in! Alohomora? Standard Book of Spells, chapter seven. Anyone here, my sweet? Come on. Filch is gone. Probably thinks this door's locked. It was! And for good reason. (SNORES) (YAWNS) (GROWLS) (ALL) AAAARRRGH! (SNARLS FEROCIOUSLY) (ALL GRUNT / YELL) What do they think they're doing, keeping a thing like that in a school?! You don't use your eyes! Didn't you see what it was standing on? I wasn't looking at its feet! I was a bit preoccupied with its heads! Maybe you didn't notice there were three! It was standing on a trap door. It's guarding something. Guarding something? That's right. If you two don't mind, I'm going to bed. before you come up with another idea to get us killed, or worse, expelled! She needs to sort out her priorities! Quidditch is easy enough to understand. Each team has seven players, three Chasers, two Beaters one Keeper and a Seeker. That's you. There are three kinds of balls. This one is the Quaffle. Now, the Chasers handle the Quaffle and try to put it through one of those three hoops. The Keeper,... that's me,... defends the hoops. With me so far? I think so. What are those? You'd better take this. Careful, now. It's coming back. Oh,... not bad, Potter! You'd make a fair Beater. Uh-oh... Oof! (BALL SNARLS / GIBBERS) What was that? What was that? (PANTS) Bludger. Nasty little buggers! But you... are a Seeker. The only thing I want you to worry about... is this. The Golden Snitch. I like this ball! Ah, you like it now. Just wait! It's wicked fast and damn near impossible to see. Just wait! It's wicked fast and damn near impossible to see. What do I do with it? You catch it... before the other team's Seeker. You catch this, the game is over. You catch this,... ..and we win. Whoa! One of the wizard's most rudimentary skills is levitation, or the ability to make objects... ..fly! Now, do you have your feathers? Good! Now, er, don't forget the nice wrist movement we've been practising. Swish and flick! Everyone? (ALL) Swish and flick! Good! And, er, enunciate Wingardium Leviosa! Off you go, then. (ALL) Wingardium Leviosa! Wingardium Leviosa! Wingardium Leviosa! No. Stop, stop, stop. You're going to take someone's eye out. Besides, you were saying it wrong. It's Levi-OH-sa, not Levio-SAH. You do it, then, if you're so clever. Go on! Wingardium Leviosa. Oh, well done! See here, everyone! Miss Granger's done it! Splendid! Wingard Leviosa! Well done. Whoo! Ooh! I think we're going to need another feather over here, Professor. "It's Levi-OH-sa, not Levio-SAH!" (ALL GIGGLE) She's a nightmare. No wonder she hasn't got any friends! I think she heard you. 1 1 Where's Hermione? Parvati Patil said she wouldn't come out of the girls' bathroom. She's been in there all afternoon, crying! (THUNDER) TROLL! In the dungeon! (GIBBERS) TROLL IN THE DUNGEON! Thought you ought to know. Ooh... (THUNDER BOOMS) (ALL YELL IN TERROR) SILENCE! (ALL FALL SILENT) Everyone will please not panic. Now, prefects will lead their house back to the dormitories. Teachers will follow me to the dungeon. Gryffindors, keep up, please, and stay alert! How did a troll get in? Not on its own. Trolls are really stupid. Probably people playing jokes. What? Hermione! She doesn't know! (SLOW, RHYTHMIC THUDDING) I think the troll's left the dungeon! It's going into the girls' bathroom! (SNIFFS) (GRUNTS) (SCREAMS) Hermione, move! Aaagh! Aaaaaagh! Hey! Peabrain! (ROARS) (SCREAMS) Help! Whoa! (CRUNCH!) Urgh! Do something! What? Anything! Hurry up! Swish and flick! Wingardium Levi-OH-sa! Hunnnh? Unnnuh? Unng! Cool. Is it... dead? I don't think so. Just knocked out. (SQUELCHING) Ugh! Troll bogies! Ohh! Oh, my goodness! Explain yourselves, both of you! Er... Well, what it is - It's my fault, Professor. Miss Granger! I went looking for the troll. I've read about them and thought I could handle it. But I was wrong. If Harry and Ron hadn't come and found me, I'd probably be dead. Be that as it may, it was a very foolish thing to do! I expected more rational behaviour from you. I am extremely disappointed in you. Five points from Gryffindor for your serious lack of judgement! As for you two, I hope you realise how fortunate you are. Not many first-year students could take on a fully-grown troll and live to tell the tale! Five points... ..will be awarded to each of you,... ..for sheer, dumb luck! You ought to go. He might wake up! (GIGGLES) (GROWLS) Agh! (GIGGLES NERVOUSLY) Take a bit of toast, mate. Go on! He's right. You're gonna need your strength today. He's right. You're gonna need your strength today. I'm not hungry. Good luck today, Potter! Now you've proven yourself against a troll, a game of Quidditch should be easy work for you, even if it is against Slytherin! That explains the blood! Blood? Listen! I'm guessing Snape let the troll in as a diversion so he could try and get past that three-headed dog, but he got bitten! That's why he's limping. Why would anyone go near that dog? The day I was at Gringotts, Hagrid took something out of the vault. Said it was secret Hogwarts business. So, you're saying... That's what the dog's guarding. That's what Snape wants! (SCREECHING) Bit early for mail, isn't it? But I... I never get mail. I never get mail. Let's open it! It's a broomstick. That's not just a broomstick, Harry! It's a Nimbus 2000! But who...? Scared, Harry? A little. I felt the same before my first game. What happened? What happened? I, er,... I don't really remember. I took a Bludger to the head and woke up in hospital a week later. (CHEERING) "Hello and welcome to Hogwarts' first Quidditch game of the season!" "Today's game, Slytherin versus Gryffindor!" (ALL CHEER) Gryffindor! "The players take their positions as Madam Hooch steps onto the field to begin the game!" Now, I want a nice, clean game from all of you! "The Bludgers are up, followed by the Golden Snitch!" "Remember, the Snitch is worth 150 points. The Seeker who catches it ends the game." "The Quaffle is released... and the game begins!" (BELL RINGS) Angelina Johnson scores! Ten points for Gryffindor! Yes!... Whoa! Well done! "Slytherin takes the Quaffle. Bletchley passes to Captain Flint." (BELL RINGS) (ALL CHEER) Yes! "Another ten points to Gryffindor!" (BOTH) Yay! Gimme that! (CROWD ROARS IN DISAPPROVAL) (ALL SNIGGER NASTILY) (BELL RINGS) Take that side! (BELL RINGS) Yeah! Boo! Whoa! Agh! Whoa! What's going on with Harry's broomstick? It's Snape! He's jinxing the broom! Jinxing the broom?! What do we do? Leave it to me! Shame(!) (WHISPERS) Come on, Hermione! (WHISPERS) (Lacarnum Inflamare!) Fire! You're on fire! (ALL CHEER) Go, go, go! Agh! Oh! Looks like he's gonna be sick! (POP!) "He's got the Snitch! Harry Potter receives 150 points for catching the Snitch!" Gryffindor wins! (ALL CHEER ECSTATICALLY) Oh, no! YES! Whoo! (LAUGHS) (CROWD CHANTS) Go, go, Gryffindor! Go, go, Gryffindor! Go, go, Gryffindor! Go, go, Gryffindor! 1 Nonsense! Why would Snape put a curse on Harry's broom? Who knows? Why was he passing that three-headed dog? Who told you about Fluffy? Fluffy?! That thing has a name? Of course. He's mine. I bought him off an Irish fella I met at the pub. I lent him to Dumbledore to guard... Yes? I shouldn't have said that. No more questions! That's top secret. Hagrid, whatever Fluffy's guarding, Snape's trying to steal it. Codswallop! Professor Snape is a Hogwarts teacher. Hogwarts teacher or not, I know a spell when see one. I've read all about them. You've got to keep eye contact and Snape wasn't blinking. Exactly. Now you listen to me. All three of you. You're meddling in things that ought not be meddled in. It's dangerous. What that dog is guarding is between Dumbledore and Nicolas Flamel. What that dog is guarding is between Dumbledore and Nicolas Flamel. Nicolas Flamel? I shouldn't have said that. I should not have said that. I shouldn't have said that. Nicolas Flamel. Who's Nicolas Flamel? I don't know. # Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas # Ring the Hogwarts bell # Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas # Knight to E5. Queen to E5. That's totally barbaric! That's wizard's chess. I see you've packed. I see you haven't. Change of plans. My parents decided to go to Romania to visit my brother Charlie. He's studying dragons there. Good. You can help Harry, then. He's going to look in the library for information on Nicolas Flamel. We've looked a hundred times! Not in the restricted section. Happy Christmas. I think we've had a bad influence on her. Harry, wake up! Come on, Harry, wake up! Happy Christmas, Harry. Happy Christmas, Ron. What are you wearing? Oh! My mum made it. Looks like you've got one, too. I've got presents? Yeah. There they are. "Your father left this in my possession before he died." "It is time it was returned to you. Use it well." What is it? Some kind of cloak. Well, let's see then. Put it on. Whoa! My body's gone! I know what that is. That's an invisibility cloak! I'm invisible? They're really rare. I wonder who gave it to you? There was no name. It just said, "Use it well". (CREAKING) (Famous Fire Eaters.) (Fifteenth Century Fiends.) (Flamel. Nicolas Flamel. Where are you?) (SCREAMS) (MUFFLED SCREAMING) Who's there?! I know you're in there! You can't hide. Who is it? Show yourself! (MEOWS) (MEOWS) (PANTS) (MEOWS) Severus! You don't want me as your enemy, Quirrell. I don't know what you mean. You know perfectly well what I mean. We'll have another little chat soon. When you've had time to decide where your loyalties lie. Professors. I found this... in the restricted section. It's still hot. That means there's a student out of bed. Mum. Dad. Ron! You've really got to see this! Ron, you've got to see this! Ron! Ron, come on, get out of bed. Why? There's something you've go to see! Come on! Come on. Come! Look, it's my parents! I only see us. Look in properly. Go on, stand there. There! You see them don't you? That's me! Only I'm head boy. And I'm holding the Quidditch Cup. And bloody hell! I'm Quidditch captain, too! I look good. Harry, do you think this mirror shows the future? How can it? Both my parents are dead. Back again, Harry? I see that you, like so many before you, have discovered the delights of the Mirror of Erised. I trust by now you realise what it does. Let me give you a clue. The happiest man on earth would look into the mirror and see only himself exactly as he is. So then, it shows us what we want? Whatever we want? Yes... and no. It shows us nothing more or less than the deepest and most desperate desires of our hearts. Now you, Harry, who have never known your family, you see them... standing beside you. But remember this, Harry. This mirror... gives us neither... ..knowledge nor truth. Men have wasted away in front of it. Even gone mad. That is why tomorrow it will be moved to a new home. And I must ask you not to go looking for it again. It does not do to dwell on dreams, Harry, and forget to live. I had you looking in the wrong section. How could I be so stupid? I checked this out weeks ago for a bit of light reading. This is light? Of course, here it is! Nicolas Flamel is the only known maker of the Philosopher's Stone. (BOTH) The what? Honestly, don't you two read? "The Philosopher's Stone is a legendary substance with astonishing powers." "It can transform any metal into pure gold, produces Elixir of Life which makes the drinker immortal." Immortal? It means you'll never die. I know what it means! Shhh! "The only Stone in existence belongs to Mr Nicolas Flamel, the noted alchemist who last year celebrated his 665th birthday." That's what Fluffy's guarding on the 3rd floor - The Philosopher's Stone. (KNOCK ON DOOR) Hagrid! Hello. I don't wish to be rude, but I'm in no fit state to entertain. (ALL) We know about the Philosopher's Stone. Oh! We think Snape is trying to steal it. Snape? You're not still on about him. We know he's after the Stone. Why? Snape is one of the teachers protecting the Stone. He's not about to steal it. What? You heard. Right, come on now. I'm a bit preoccupied today. Wait a minute. One of the teachers? Of course! There are other things defending it. Spells, enchantments. That's right. Waste of bloody time, if you ask me. Ain't no one gonna get past Fluffy. Ain't a soul knows how, except for me and Dumbledore. I shouldn't have told you that. Should not have told you. I shouldn't have told you that. Should not have told you. (TAPPING) (CLANKING) Ooh, ooh! Ah, ooh! Ooh! Ooh! Er, Hagrid, what exactly is that? Er, Hagrid, what exactly is that? That? It's, er,... It's, erm,... I know what that is. But, Hagrid, how did you get one? I won it. Off a stranger I met down the pub. Seemed quite glad to be rid of it, as a matter of fact. (SQUAWKS) Is that... a dragon? That's not just a dragon. That's a Norwegian Ridgeback. My brother Charlie works with these in Romania. Isn't he beautiful? Oh, bless him. Look, he knows his mummy. (CHUCKLES) Hello, Norbert. (SQUEAKS) Norbert? He's got to have a name, doesn't he? Don't you, Norbert? Hey. Tiggle, tiggle, tiggle. (HICCUPS) Ooh! He'll have to be trained up a bit, of course. (HICCUPS / SQUEAKS) Who's that? Malfoy! Oh, dear. Hagrid always wanted a dragon. Told me so the first time I ever met him. It's crazy. And worse, Malfoy knows. I don't understand. Is that bad? It's bad. Good evening. 1 Nothing, I repeat, nothing gives a student the right to walk about the school at night. Therefore, as punishment for your actions, 50 points will be taken. 50?! Each. And to ensure it doesn't happen again all four of you will receive detention. Excuse me, Professor, perhaps I heard you wrong. I thought you said the four of us. You heard me correctly, Mr Malfoy. Honourable as your intentions were, you too were out of bed after hours. You will join your classmates in detention. A pity they let the old punishments die. Detention used to find you hanging by your thumbs in the dungeon. God, I miss the screaming. You'll be serving detention with Hagrid tonight. He's got a little job to do inside the Dark Forest. A sorry lot this, Hagrid. Oh, good God, you're not still on about that bloody dragon, are you? Oh, good God, you're not still on about that bloody dragon, are you? (SNIFFS / SIGHS) Norbert's gone. Dumbledore sent him off to Romania to live in a colony. That's good, isn't it? He'll be with his own kind. That's good, isn't it? He'll be with his own kind. But what if he don't like Romania? What if the other dragons are mean to him? He's only a baby, after all. For God's sake, pull yourself together. You're going into the Forest. Got to have your wits about you. The Forest? I thought that was a joke. We can't go in there. Students aren't allowed. And there are... (HOWLING) ..werewolves! There's more than werewolves in the trees, lad. You can be sure of that. Nighty-night. Right. Let's go. Hagrid, what is that? What we're here for. See that? That's unicorn blood, that is. I found one dead a few weeks ago. Now, this one's been hurt bad by something. (HOWLING) So,... it's our job to go and find the poor beast. Ron, Hermione, you come with me. OK. And Harry, you go with Malfoy. OK, then I get Fang! Fine. Just so as you know, he's a bloody coward. (WHINING) You wait till my father hears about this! This is servant's stuff. If I didn't know better, Draco, I'd say you were scared. I'm not scared, Potter! (HOWLING) Did you hear that? Come on, Fang. (Scared!) (GROWLS) What is it, Fang? (GROWLS) (SCREAMS) Help! Harry Potter, you must leave. You are known to many here. The Forest is not safe at this time. Especially for you. But what was that thing you saved me from? The monstrous creature. It is a terrible crime to slay a unicorn. Drinking the blood of a unicorn will keep you alive even if you are an inch from death. But at a terrible price. For you have slain something so pure that from the moment the blood touches your lips, you will have a half life. A cursed life. But who would choose such a life? Can you think of no one? Do you mean to say that thing that killed the unicorn, that was drinking its blood... ..that was Voldemort? Do you know what is hidden in the school at this very moment? The Philosopher's Stone. (BARKING) Harry! Hello there, Firenze. I see you've met our young Mr Potter. Are you all right, Harry? Harry Potter, this is where I leave you. You're safe now. Good luck. You mean You Know Who is out there right now, in the Forest? But he's weak. He's living off the unicorns. Don't you see? We had it wrong. Snape doesn't want the Stone for himself. He wants it for Voldemort. With the Elixir of Life, Voldemort will be strong again. He'll... He'll come back. But if he comes back, you don't think he'll try to... kill you, do you? If he'd had the chance, he might have tried to kill me tonight. (GULP!) And to think I've been worrying about my potions final. Hang on a minute. We're forgetting one thing. Who's the one wizard Voldemort always feared? Dumbledore! As long as Dumbledore's around, Harry, you're safe. As long as Dumbledore's around, you can't be touched. I'd always heard Hogwarts' end of year exams were frightful. But I found that rather enjoyable. Speak for yourself. All right there, Harry? My scar. It keeps burning. It's happened before. Not like this. Perhaps you should see the nurse. It's a warning. Danger's coming. Ah! Oh. Of course. What? Don't you think it's a bit odd that what Hagrid wants more than anything is a dragon and a stranger turns up who just happens to have one? I mean, how many people wander round with dragon eggs in their pocket? Why didn't I see it before? (CONTINUES PLAYING FLUTE) Hagrid, who gave you the dragon egg? What did he look like? I never saw his face. He kept his hood up. This stranger, you and he must have talked. Well, he wanted to know what sort of creatures I looked after. I told him, I said, "After Fluffy, a dragon's gonna be no problem." I told him, I said, "After Fluffy, a dragon's gonna be no problem." Did he seem interested in Fluffy? Of course he was. How often do you come across a three-headed dog, even if you're in the trade? But I told him, I said, "The trick with any beast is to know how to calm him. Take Fluffy, for example." "Play music and he falls asleep." I shouldn't have told you that. Where are you going?! Where - ?! We have to see Professor Dumbledore immediately! I'm afraid the Professor is not here. He received an urgent owl from the Ministry Of Magic to go to London. He received an urgent owl from the Ministry Of Magic to go to London. He's gone? But this is important. This is about... the Philosopher's Stone. How do you know - ? Someone will steal it. I don't know how you three found out, but I assure you it is perfectly well protected. Now, would you go back to your dormitories? Quietly. That was no stranger Hagrid met in the village. It was Snape. He knows how to get passed Fluffy. With Professor Dumbledore gone - < Good afternoon. Now, what would three young Gryffindors such as yourselves be doing inside on a day like this? Er... We... We, we were just - You want to be careful. People will think you're... ..up to something. Now what do we do? We go down the trap door. Tonight. Trevor... (Trevor! Go on! You shouldn't be here!) (CROAKS) Neither should you. You're sneakin' out again, aren't you? Now, Neville, listen. We were - No. I won't let you. You'll get Gryffindor into trouble again. I... I... I'll fight you. Neville, I'm really, really sorry about this. Petrificus Totalus! You're a little scary sometimes, you know that? Brilliant, but scary. Let's go. Sorry. Sorry. It's for your own good, you know? 1 Ow! You stood on my foot! (Sorry.) Alohomora. (HARP PLAYS) (FLUFFY SNORES) Wait a minute. He's... Snoring. Snape's already been here. He's put a spell on the harp. Urgh! He's got horrible breath. (FLUFFY SNORES) We have to move its paw. (What?) Come on. OK, push. (FLUFFY CONTINUES SNORING) Ugh! I'll go first. Don't follow until I give you a sign. If something bad happens, get yourselves out. Does it seem a bit... quiet to you? The harp. It's stopped playing. Urgh...! Yuk! Urgh... (SNARLS) Jump! (GROWLS) Argh...! (BARKS) Argh...! Whoa. Lucky this plant thing's here really. (SQUELCHING) Whoa! Stop moving, both of you. This is Devil's Snare. You have to relax. If you don't, it'll only kill you faster. Kill us faster? Oh, now I can relax(!) (BOTH) Hermione! Now what are we gonna do?! Just relax! Hermione, where are you? Do what I say! Trust me. Argh! Harry! Harry! Are you OK? Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine. Help...! He's not relaxing, is he? Apparently not. We've got to do something. What? (GRUNTS) I remember reading something in Herbology. Erm... "Devil's Snare, Devil's Snare." "It's deadly fun,... but will sulk in the sun"! That's it! Devil's Snare hates sunlight. Lumus Solem! (MONSTROUS ROARING) Argh...! Ron, are you OK? Yeah. OK. Whoo! Lucky we didn't panic. Lucky Hermione pays attention in Herbology. (DISTANT FLUTTERING >) What is that? I don't know. Sounds like wings. Curious. I've never seen birds like this. (They're not birds. They're keys.) And I'll bet one of them fits that door. What's this all about? (I don't know.) (Strange.) (DOOR RATTLES) Alohomora! Well, it was worth a try. (GROANS) What are we going to do? There must be a thousand keys up there. We need an old-fashioned one. Probably rusty, like the handle. There! I see it. The one with the broken wing. What's wrong, Harry. It's too simple. Oh, go on, Harry. If Snape can catch it on that old broomstick, you can. You're the youngest Seeker this century. This complicates things a bit. Catch the key! Hurry up! I don't like this. I don't like this at all. Where are we? A graveyard. This is no graveyard. (SIGHS) It's a chessboard. There's the door. Now what do we do? It's obvious, isn't it? We've got to play our way across the room. All right. Harry, you take the empty Bishop's square. Hermione, you'll be the Queen's side Castle. As for me, I'll be a knight. What happens now? Well, White moves first. And then... ..we play. Ron, you don't suppose this is going to be like... ..real Wizard Chess, do you? You there! D5! Yes, Hermione. I think this is gonna be exactly like Wizard Chess. Castle to E4! Pawn to C3! Wait a minute. You understand right. Once I make my move the Queen will take me. Then you're free to check the King. No. Ron, no! What is it? He'll sacrifice himself. No, you can't! There must be another way! Do you wanna stop Snape getting that Stone or not? Harry, it's you that has to go on, I know it. Not me, not Hermione. You. Knight to H3. Check. Argh...! Ron...! No! Don't move! Don't forget. We're still playing. Checkmate! Take care of Ron. Then go to the Owlery. Send a message to Dumbledore. Ron's right. I have to go on. You'll be OK, Harry. You're a great wizard. You really are. Not as good as you. (SNORTS) Me? Books and cleverness? There are more important things. Like friendship and bravery. And, Harry, just be careful. (Argh. Argh.) You? No. It can't be. Snape. He was, he was the one - Yes. He does seem the type, doesn't he? Next to him who would suspect... (STUTTERS) ..p-p-p-poor stu-stuttering Professor Quirrell. (STUTTERS) ..p-p-p-poor stu-stuttering Professor Quirrell. But, but that day, during the Quidditch match, Snape tried to kill me. during the Quidditch match, Snape tried to kill me. No, dear boy. I tried to kill you! And trust me. If Snape's cloak hadn't caught fire and broken my eye contact, I would have succeeded. Even with Snape muttering his little counter curse. Even with Snape muttering his little counter curse. Snape was trying to save me? I knew you were a danger right from the off. Especially after Halloween. I knew you were a danger right from the off. Especially after Halloween. Then, then, you let the troll in. Very good, Potter. Yes. Snape, unfortunately, wasn't fooled. While everyone else went to the dungeon he went to head me off. He, of course, never trusted me again. (Argh...) He rarely left me alone. He doesn't understand. I'm never alone. Never. Now, what does this Mirror do? I see what I desire. I see myself holding the Stone. But how do I get it? (GHOSTLY VOICE) Use the boy! Come here, Potter! Now! Tell me,... what do you see? What is it? What do you see?! I... I'm shaking hands with Dumbledore. I've... won the House Cup. He lies... Tell the truth! What do you see? Let me speak to him. Master, you are not strong enough. I have strength enough for this... Harry... Potter. We meet again. Voldemort. Yes. You see what I've become? See what I must do to survive? Live off another. A mere parasite. Unicorn blood can sustain me. But it cannot give me a body of my own. But there is something that can. Something that conveniently enough lies in your pocket. Stop him! Don't be a fool. Why suffer an horrific death... ..when you can join me and live? Never! (CACKLES) Bravery. Your parents had it too. Tell me,... ..Harry, would you like to see your mother and father again? Together... ..we can bring them back. All I ask is for something in return. That's it, Harry... There is no good and evil. There is only power and those too weak to seek it. Together... ..we'll do extraordinary things... Just give me the Stone! You liar! Kill him! Argh... Argh! Argh! Argh! Argh...! What is this magic?! Fool! Get the Stone! Argh! Ugh! Argh...! Rargh...! Argh...! 1 Good afternoon, Harry. Ah. Tokens from your admirers? Admirers? What happened down in the dungeons between you and Professor Quirrell is a complete secret. So,... naturally,... the whole school knows. Ah... I see your friend, Ronald, has saved you the trouble of opening your chocolate frogs. Ron was here? Is he all right? What about Hermione? Fine. They're both just fine. But what happened to the Stone? Relax, dear boy. The Stone has been destroyed. My friend, Nicolas, and I have had a little chat, and agreed it was best... ..all around. But, then, Flamel,... he'll die, won't he? He has enough Elixir to set his affairs in order. But, yes. He will die. How is it I got the Stone, sir? One minute I was staring in the Mirror and the next - Ah... You see, only a person... who wanted to find the Stone,.. ..find it, but not use it, would be able to get it. That is one of my more brilliant ideas. And between you and me, that is saying something. Does that mean, with the Stone gone, that is, that Voldemort can never come back? Ah,... I'm afraid there are ways in which he can return. But, Harry, do you know why Professor Quirrell couldn't bear to have you touch him? It was because of your mother. She sacrificed herself for you. And that kind of act leaves a mark. No, no. This kind of mark cannot be seen. It lives... in your very skin. What is it? Love, Harry. Love. Ah... Bertie Bott's Every-Flavour Beans. I was most unfortunate in my youth to find a vomit-flavoured one. And since then, I'm afraid, I've lost my liking for them. But I think I could be safe with a nice toffee. Mmm. Alas,... earwax. All right, there, Ron? All right. You? All right. Hermione? Never better. (LIVELY CHATTERING) Another year has gone. And now, as I understand it, the House Cup needs awarding. And the points stand thus... In fourth place, Gryffindor with 312 points. (APPLAUSE) Third place, Hufflepuff with 352 points. In second place, Ravenclaw with 426 points. (CHEERING) And in first place, with 472 points, Slytherin House. (ALL CHEER) Nice one. Yes, yes, well done, Slytherin. Well done, Slytherin. However, recent events must be taken into account. And I have a few last-minute points to award. To Miss Hermione Granger, for the cool use of intellect when others were in grave peril, 50 points. (CHEERING) Good job. Second, to Mr Ronald Weasley, for the best-played game of chess that Hogwarts has seen these many years, 50 points. (CHEERING) And, third, to Mr... Harry Potter, for pure nerve and outstanding courage, I award Gryffindor House 60 points. (CHEERING) We're tied with Slytherin. And finally,... ..it takes a great deal of bravery to stand up to your enemies, but a great deal more to stand up to your friends. I award 10 points to Neville Longbottom. (ALL CHEER) Assuming that my calculations are correct, I believe that a change of decoration is in order. Gryffindor wins the House Cup. (ALL CHEER) Yes! Yes. Yeah! We've done it! We've done it! We won. We won. Yeah... We won! (TRAIN WHISTLE) Come on, now, hurry up. You'll be late. The train's leaving. Go on. Go on. Come on. Hurry up. Come on, Harry. One minute. Thought you were leaving without saying goodbye, did you? This is for you. Thanks, Hagrid. Go on. On with ya. On with ya now. Oh, now, listen, Harry. If that dope of a cousin of yours, Dudley, gives you any grief, you could always, erm, threaten him with a nice pair of ears to go with that tail of his. But, Hagrid, we're not allowed to do magic away from Hogwarts. You know that. I do. But your cousin don't, do he? Eh? (CHUCKLES) It feels strange to be going home, doesn't it? I'm not going home,... ..not really. (GUARD'S WHISTLE)