[ soft, eerie whirring]
[ soft whimsical music playing]
[ dog barks]
[ thunder softly rumbling]
HARRY POTTER [ whispering]: Lumos Maxima.
[ toilet flushing]
â™ª â™ª
[ whispering]: Lumos Maxima.
[ soft whirring]
Lumos Maxima.
[ high-pitched whir]
Lumos Maxima!
[ high-pitched whir]
â™ª â™ª
[ thunder rumbling]
[ doorbell ringing]
AUNT PETUNIA: Harry! Harry! Harry!
Open the door.
[ rain pouring]
[ sputtering]
[ sighs]
Marge, How lovely to see y--
[ dog growls][ gasps]
Uncle Vernon... I need you to sign this form.
What is it?
Nothing. School stuff.
Later perhaps, if you behave.
I will if she does.
Oh... you're still here, are you?
Yes.
Don't say "yes" in that ungrateful way.
Damn good of my brother to keep you.
He'd've been straight into an orphanage
if he'd been dumped on my doorstep, Vernon.
[ Dudley laughs]
Is that my Dudders?
Is that my little neffy-poo?
[ loud kisses]
Give us a kiss! Come on! Up, up, up!
Oh, yes!Take Marge's suitcase upstairs!
Okay.
MARGE: That's a pup!
MARGE: Mm, finish that off for Mommy.
There's a good boy, Rippy-poo.
Mm.[ TV playing]
VERNON: Can I tempt you, Marge?
MARGE: Mm, just a small one.
Excellent nosh, Petunia.
Hey. [ snaps fingers]
Eh, a bit more.
Usually just a fry-up for me,
what with 12 dogs.[ dog growls]
A bit more. That's a boy. Mmm.
[ television playing]
Ah. You want to try
a little drop of brandy? A little drop of
brandy-brandy-windy-wandy for Rippy-pippy-poo?
What're you smirking at?
Where is it you send the boy, Vernon?
Saint Brutus's.
It's a fine institution for hopeless cases.
Do they use a cane at Saint Brutus's, boy?
Oh, yeah. Yeah, I've, I've been beaten loads of times. Mm.
MARGE: Excellent.
I won't have this namby-pamby
wishy-washy nonsense
about not beating people who deserve it.
But you mustn't blame yourself
about how this one turned out, Vernon.
It's all to do with blood. Bad blood will out.
What is it the boy's father did, Petunia?
Nothing. H-He didn't-he didn't work.
He was, he was unemployed.
And a drunk, too, no doubt?
That's a lie!
What did you say?
My dad wasn't a drunk!
[ gasps]
Oh, don't worry.
Don't fuss, Petunia.
I have a very firm grip.
I think it's time you went to bed.
Uh, quiet, Vernon.
You... clean it up.
Actually...
[ sighs]
...it's nothing to do with the father.
It's all to do with the mother.
You see it all the time with dogs.
If there's something wrong with the bitch,
then there's something wrong with the pup.
Shut up! Shut up!
Mm.[ dog whining]
MARGE: Right!
Let me tell you... y-y--
[ gurgling]
[ ripping][ barking]
[ groaning]
[ gasping]
[ cuckoos]
MARGE: Vernon!
[ gasping and groaning]
Vernon! Vernon, do something!
[ growls]
Ow! Let go of that, Ripper! Ow!
[ groaning]
Ripper, get down,
boy! Down!
Ripper, stop it!
[ groans]
[ gasps]
[ screaming]
[ cuckoos]
[ screaming]
[ dog growling]Stop!
I've got you, Marge! I've got you!
[ screams]
[ growling]
Get off.
Don't you dare!
Sorry![ Marge screams]
Oh, Vernon! Oh, God!
[ screaming]
Please! Marge!
[ tango music playing on TV]
[ pants]
You bring her back!
You bring her back now and you put her right!
No! She deserved what she got!
[ yells]
Keep away from me.
You're not allowed to do magic outside school.
Yeah? Try me.
They won't let you back now. You've nowhere to go.
I don't care.
Anywhere's better than here.
MARGE [ screaming]: Help, would you! Help!
[ panting]
[ dog barking in distance]
[ sighs]
[ soft buzzing]
[ squeaking]
[ creaking]
[ rustling]
[ panting]
[ wind whistling]
[ barking]
[ horn blowing]
[ brakes squeal and whoosh]
"Welcome to the Knight Bus,
"emergency transport for the stranded witch or wizard.
"My name is Stan Shunpike
and I will be your conductor for this evening."
What you doin' down there?
I fell over.
What'd you fell over for?
I didn't do it on purpose.
Well, come on, then.
Let's not wait for the grass to grow.
What you lookin' at?
Nothing.
Well, come on, then.
In. Nah, nah, nah. I'll get this. You get in.
[ grunts]
Gordon Bennett. [ groans]
[ snoring]
[ tinkling]
SHUNPIKE: Come on. Move on.
Move on, move on.
[ exhales]
[ sniffs]
[ clears throat]
[ bell dings]
[ exhales]
Take 'er away, Ern.
Yeah...
Take it away, Ernie. It's going to be
a bumpy ride!
[ cackling]
[ chandelier tinkling]
What did you say your name was again?
I didn't.
Well, whereabouts are you 'eaded?
The Leaky Cauldron. That's in London.
Did you 'ear that, Ern?
The Leaky Cauldron. That's in London.
SHRUNKEN HEAD: The Leaky Cauldron.
Hey, if they have the pea soup,
make sure you eat it before it eats you.
[ cackling laugh]
HARRY: But the Muggles!
Can't they see us?!
SHUNPIKE: Muggles?!
They don't see nothin', do they?
SHRUNKEN HEAD: No, but if you jab them
with a fork they feel!
[ laughing]
Ernie, little old lady at twelve o'clock!
[ yells] Oof!
[ heavy breathing]
SHRUNKEN HEAD: Ten, nine, eight,
seven, six, five, four,
three, three-and-a-half...
two, one-and-three-quarters...
Yes!
HARRY: Who is that?
That man.
[ sighs]
Who is that?
Who is...?
That is Sirius Black, that is.
Don't tell me you've never been 'earing
of Sirius Black.
He's a murderer.
Got 'imself locked up in Azkaban for it.
How did he escape?
Well, that's the question, isn't it?
He's the first one that done it!
He was a big supporter of... you-know-who.
Reckon you've 'eard of 'im.
Yeah. Him I've heard of.
Ernie, two double-deckers at twelve o'clock.
They're getting closer, Ernie.
Ernie, they're right on top of us!
Mind your head.
[ laughing]
Hey, guys! Guys! Why the long faces?
[ laughing]
Yeah! Yeah! Nearly there. Nearly there.
Nearly there.
[ Harry yells]
[ car alarm blaring]
The Leaky Cauldron.
SHRUNKEN HEAD: Next stop, Knockturn Alley.
Ah... Mr. Potter... at last.
[ car alarm blaring]
SHUNPIKE: Take 'er away, Ern!
SHRUNKEN HEAD: Yeah, take it away, Ernie!
[ car alarm blaring]
[ alarm chirps off]
[ low and indistinct chatter]
Room 11.
[ door creaks]
Hedwig!
[ chirps]
Right smart bird you got there, Mr. Potter.
He arrived here just five minutes before yourself.
[ man clears throat]
As the Minister for Magic,
it is my duty to inform you, Mr. Potter,
that earlier this evening your uncle's sister
was located a little south of Sheffield,
circling a chimney stack.
The Accidental Magic Reversal Department
was dispatched immediately.
She has been properly punctured and her memory modified.
She will have no recollection of the incident
whatsoever.
So, that's that... and no harm done.
[ loud cracking]
Pea soup?
Uh, no thank you.
Mm.Um... Minister?
Yes?
I don't understand.Understand?
I broke the law.
Underage wizards aren't allowed to use magic at home.
Oh, come now, Harry.
The Ministry doesn't send people to Azkaban
for blowing up their aunts.
[ braying like a donkey]
On the other hand, running away like that,
given the state of things, was very, very irresponsible.
The "state of things," sir?
We have a killer on the loose.
Sirius Black, you mean?
But what's he got to do with me?
Oh, nothing, of course.
You're safe!
And that's what matters.
And tomorrow you'll be on your way back to Hogwarts.
Oh, uh, these are your new schoolbooks.
I took the liberty of having them brought here for you.
Now, Tom will show you to your room.
Hedwig.
MINISTER: Oh, by the way, Harry,
whilst you're here
it would be best if you didn't... wander.
[ horns honking]
MAN: Right!
You gonna move that bus or what?!
[ wheels squeaking, train rumbling]
[ soft bleating]
[ soft purring]
[ purring]
[ vicious snarling and yapping]
[ yapping stops]
[ soft purring]
[ loud yapping]
[ purring]
[ rumbling and thumping]
[ chirping]
[ rumbling subsides]
[ vicious yapping]
[ whimpering squeak]
Housekeeping.
[ wind roaring]
[ wind stops][ door slams]
I'll come back later.
[ door creaks, bangs shut]
[ yowling, hissing]
[ snarling]
RON: I'm warning you, Hermione,
Keep that bloody beast of yours away from Scabbers,
or I'll turn it into a tea cozy!
HERMOINE: It's a cat, Ronald. What do you expect?
It's in his nature.A cat?
Is that what they told you?
It looks more like a pig with hair, if you ask me.
That's rich, coming from the owner
of that smelly old shoe brush!
It's all right, Crookshanks.
You just ignore the mean little boy.
Harry!
We're outHarry! of gizzards.
HARRY: Egypt-- what's it like?
Brilliant! Loads of old stuff,
like mummies, tombs.
Even Scabbers enjoyed himself.
You know the Egyptians used to worship cats.
Yeah, along with the dung beetles.
GEORGE: You're not flashing
that clipping about again, are you, Ron?
I haven't shown anyone.No, not a soul.
Not unless you count Tom...the day maid...
the night maid...the cook...
that bloke that came to fix the toilet...
And that wizard from Belgium.
Harry!Mrs. Weasley.
Good to see you, dear.Good to see you, too.
Now, have you got everything you need?
Yep.Yes? All of your books?
Yeah, it's all upstairs.And all of your clothes?
Everything's there.
Good boy. Thank you.
Harry Potter. Mr. Weasley.
Harry, wonder if I might have a word?
Yeah, sure.
Hermione.Good morning, Mr. Weasley.
Looking forward to a new term?
Yeah, it should be great.
Harry, there are some within the Ministry
who would strongly discourage me
from divulging what I'm about to reveal to you.
But I think that you need to know the facts.
You are in danger.
Grave danger.
Has this anything to do with Sirius Black, sir?
What do you know about Sirius Black, Harry?
Only that he's escaped from Azkaban.
Do you know why?
13 years ago, when you stopped...
Voldemort.
Don't say his name.
Sorry.
When you stopped... You-Know-Who,
Black lost everything, but to this day,
he still remains a faithful servant.
And in his mind, you are the only thing
that stands in the way of... You-Know-Who returning to power.
And that is why he has escaped from Azkaban.
To find you.
And kill me.
Harry, I want you to swear to me
that whatever you might hear,
you won't go looking for Black.
Mr. Weasley, why would I go looking
for someone who wants to kill me?
[ train whistle blowing]
[ people shouting][ rat squeaking]
Ron! Ron!
Oh, for goodness sake!
Don't lose him!
WOMAN: Bye-bye, darling!
HARRY: I didn't mean to blow her up.
I just... I lost control.
RON [ chuckling]: Brilliant.
HERMIONE: Honestly, Ron, it's not funny.
Harry was lucky not to be expelled.
I think I was lucky not to be arrested, actually.
RON: I still think it was brilliant.
Come on. Everywhere else is full.
Who do you think that is?
Professor R.J. Lupin.
You know everything.
How is it she knows everything?
It's on his suitcase, Ronald.
Oh.
Do you think he's really asleep?
Seems to be. Why?
I've got to tell you something.
[ thunder rumbling in distance]
[ train chugging]
RON: Let me get this straight.
Sirius Black has escaped from Azkaban to come after you?
Yeah.
But they'll catch Black, won't they?
I mean, everyone's looking for him.
Sure.
Except no one's ever broken out of Azkaban before,
and... he's a murderous, raving lunatic.
Thanks, Ron.
[ wheels squeaking]
HERMIONE: Why are we stopping?
We can't be there yet.
[ loud rumbling]What's going on?!
Don't know. Maybe we've broken down.
Ouch, Ron, that was my foot.
There's something moving out there.
â™ª â™ª
[ whispering]: I think...
someone's coming aboard!
[ panting]
[ ice crackling softly]
[ gasps, shivers]
Bloody hell! What's happening?!
[ wind whistling]
[ soft, muffled whooshing]
[ fingers crackling]
[ gasps]
[ cat snarls][ rat squeaks]
[ distorted whooshing]
[ distorted whooshing continues]
[ whooshing continues]
[ muted shrieking]
WOMAN [ screaming]: Harry...!
[ train whistle fading]
HERMIONE [ echoing]: Harry?
Harry, you all right?
[ train wheels clacking]
Thank you.
Here, eat this. It'll help.
It's all right. It's chocolate.
Wha-What was that thing... that came?
It was a dementor, one of the guards of Azkaban.
It's gone now.
It was searching the train for Sirius Black.
If you'll excuse me, I need to have
a little word with the driver.
Eat. You'll feel better.
What happened to me?
Well, you sort of went rigid.
W-We thought maybe you were having a fit or something.
And-and did either of you two...
you know... pass out?
No. I felt weird, though.
Like I'd never be cheerful again.
But someone was screaming.
A woman.
No one was screaming, Harry.
â™ª â™ª
CHOIR: â™ª In the cauldron boil and bake â™ª
â™ª Fillet of a fenny snake â™ª
â™ª Scale of dragon, tooth of wolf â™ª
â™ª Witches' mummy â™ª
[ crow caws]â™ª Maw and gulf â™ª
â™ª Double, double â™ª
â™ª Toil and trouble â™ª
â™ª Fire burn â™ª
â™ª And cauldron bubble â™ª
â™ª Double, double toil and trouble â™ª
â™ª Fire burn and cauldron bubble â™ª
â™ª Double, double toil and trouble â™ª
â™ª Fire burn and cauldron bubble â™ª
â™ª Something wicked this way comes. â™ª
[ frog croaks]
[ applause]
Welcome, welcome to another year at Hogwarts.
Now, I'd like to say a few words
before we all become too befuddled
by our excellent feast.
First, I'm pleased to welcome Professor R.J. Lupin,
who's kindly consented to fill the post
of Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher.
Good luck, Professor.
[ applause]
HERMIONE: Of course--
that's why he knew to give you the chocolate, Harry.
Potter. Potter!
Is it true you fainted?
[ mock sigh]
I mean, you actually fainted?
Shove off, Malfoy!
How did he find out?
Just forget it.
DUMBLEDORE: ...Care of Magical Creatures
teacher for many years, has decided to retire
in order to spend more time with his remaining limbs.
Fortunately, I'm delighted to announce
that his place will be taken by none other than our own...
Rubeus Hagrid.
[ applause]
[ loud clattering]
[ cheering and applause]
[ whistling and whooping]
DUMBLEDORE: Finally,
on a more disquieting note,
at the request of the Ministry of Magic,
Hogwarts will, until further notice,
play host to the dementors of Azkaban
until such a time as Sirius Black is captured.
[ students murmuring]
The dementors will be stationed
at every entrance to the grounds.
Now, whilst I've been assured
that their presence will not disrupt
our day-to-day activities...
a word of caution.
Dementors are vicious creatures.
They will not distinguish between the one they hunt
and the one who gets in their way.
Therefore, I must warn each and every one of you
to give them no reason to harm you.
It is not in the nature of a dementor to be forgiving.
But, you know, happiness can be found,
even in the darkest of times...
if one only remembers to turn on the light.
â™ª â™ª
[ soprano singing]
SEAMUS: Fortuna Major.
SOPRANO: â™ª Ah, ah, ah, ah... â™ª
Here, listen-- she just won't let me in.
Fortuna Major.
No, no, no, wait. Wait.
Watch this.
[ clears throat softly]
â™ª Ah, ah, ah... â™ª [ screaming high note]
[ groaning]
[ screamed note wavering]
[ gasps]: Amazing!
[ chuckles]: Just with my voice.
Fortuna Major.
[ stops chuckling]
Yes, all right. Go in.
Thank you.
NEVILLE: Plebs.
I can't believe she's still doing that
after three years.I know.
BOTH: She can't even sing.
Exactly.Exactly. Unbelievable.
HARRY: Hey, man.
SEAMUS: Hey, man.
DEAN THOMAS: Oh, God!
HERMIONE: That's awful.
RON: Oh, green. That's a monkey.
[ Seamus imitates monkey chattering]
[ laughs]: What is that?
You call that a monkey?
Do not give him one again.
Hey, Neville, try an elephant.
[ thunder crashing]
[ authentic trumpeting of an elephant]
Ron, catch!
Oh, yeah.
[ authentic growling of a lion][ boys ooh-ing and ah-ing]
HARRY: I think we have a winner.
[ boys laughing]Oh, don't try one of them!
Oh, no!
[ laughter]Look at this.
Look at his face!
â™ª â™ª
[ thunder cracks]
[ bell tolls]
[ bird chirping]
[ chirping continues]
[ branches creaking, leaves rustling]
TRELAWNEY: Welcome, my children.
In this room, you shall explore the noble art of Divination.
In this room, you shall discover if you possess
the Sight.
[ clattering][ children giggling]
Hello. I am Professor Trelawney.
Together, we shall cast ourselves into the future!
[ chuckles]
This term, we shall be focusing on Tasseomancy,
which is the art of reading tea leaves.
So please, take the cup
of the person sitting opposite you.
[ slurping]
What do you see?
The truth lies buried
like a sentence deep within a book,
waiting to be read.
But first, you must broaden
your minds.
First,
you must look... beyond!
What a load of rubbish.
Where did you come from?!
Me? I've been here all this time.
You, boy-- is your grandmother quite well?
Uh, I-I think so.
I-I wouldn't be so sure of that.
Give me the cup.
Oh... hmm....
Pity.
Broaden your minds!
[ humming]: Mmm...
[ gasps]: Oh!
Your aura is pulsing, dear.
Are you in the beyond?
I think you are.
Sure.
Look at the cup. Tell me what you see.
Oh, yeah, um...
Well,Mmm...
Harry's got sort of a wonky cross.
That's trials and suffering.
And, uh, that there could be the sun,
and that's happiness.
So, uh... you're gonna suffer...
TRELAWNEY: Hm?
...but you're gonna be happy about it.
Give me the cup.
[ gasps, yells]
[ panting]: Oh, my dear boy.
My dear...
you have...
the Grim.[ children gasping]
SEAMUS: The Grin? What's the Grin?
BEM: Not the Grin, you idiot,
the Grim.
"Taking form of a giant spectral dog,
"it's among the darkest omens in our world.
"It's an omen...
of death."
[ bell tolls]
RON: You don't think
that Grim thing's got anything to do
with Sirius Black, do you?
HERMIONE: Oh, honestly, Ron!
If you ask me, Divination's a very woolly discipline.
Now, Ancient Runes, that's a fascinating subject.
Ancient Runes?
Exactly how many classes are you taking this term?
A fair few.
Hang on.
That's not possible.
Ancient Runes is in the same time
as Divination.
You have to be in two classes at once.
Don't be silly, Ronald.
How could anyone be in two classes at once?
Broaden your minds!
[ chuckling]: Use your inner eye
to see the future!
[ chuckles]
That's it. Come on, now.
Come closer.[ chattering]
Less talking, if you don't mind.
Shh! Shh! Shh!
I got a real treat for you today.
A great lesson. So follow me.
[ students chattering]
Right, you lot. Less chattering.
Form a group over there.
And open your books to page 49.
Exactly how do we do that?
Well, just stroke the spine, of course.
Goodness me.
[ purring]
[ book growling]
[ yells]
DRACO: Don't be
such a wimp, Longbottom.
I'm okay. Okay.
[ yells]
[ low growling]
I think they're funny.
DRACO: Oh, yeah.
Terribly funny!
Really witty!
God, this place has gone to the dogs!
Wait until my father hears that Dumbledore's
got this oaf teaching classes!
[ chuckling]
Shut up, Malfoy.
ALL: Ooh!
D-Dementor!
Dementor![ students gasping]
[ laughing]
Ooh...
[ laughing]
Just turn away, Harry.
You're supposed to
stroke it.
Yeah.
[ clears throat]
Da-da-da-da!
[ bleating]
Isn't he beautiful?
Say hello to Buckbeak.
Hagrid, exactly what is that?
That, Ron, is a hippogriff.
First thing you want to know about hippogriffs
is that they're very proud creatures.
Very easily offended.
You do not want to insult a hippogriff.
It may just be the last thing you ever do.
Now... who'd like to come and say hello?
[ whispering indistinctly]
Well done, Harry. Well done.
Come on now.
Now...
you have to let him make the first move.
It's only polite.
So... you step up.
Give him a nice bow.
Then you wait and see if he bows back.
And if he does, you can go and touch him.
And if not...
well, we'll get to that later.
Now, just make your bow.
Nice and low.
[ bleating]
[ squawks]
Back off, Harry! Back off!
[ snaps]
Keep still.
[ bleating]
[ chuckles]
Well done, Harry.
Well done.
[ chuckling]: Eh, you big brute, you.
[ exhales]
[ Buckbeak belches]
Right. Now I think you can go and pat him now.
Go on. Don't be shy.
Ow!
[ indistinct voices]
HAGRID: Nice and slow there.
Nice and slow.
[ whispers]: Nice and slow.
Not so fast, Harry.[ squawks]
[ gasps]
HAGRID [ whispering]: Slow down, Harry.
That's it. Nice and slow.
[ Harry gasps]
HAGRID: Now let him come to you.
That's it.
Slowly now.
Slowly, slowly.
[ low grunting]
That's it.
Yes!
[ claps]
Well done!
Oh, well done, Harry! Well done.
It's gonna get to fly?
I think he may let you ride him now.
What?!
Come on.
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!
Put you over here.Ha-Hagrid!
Just behind the wing joint.
[ squawks]
Don't pull out any of his feathers,
'cause he won't thank you for that.
Whoa! Hey!
[ chuckles]
[ panting]
Whoa!
[ students shouting]
[ squawking]
[ caws]
â™ª â™ª
[ squawks]
Ha!
Whoo-hoo!
Whoo-hoo...
Whoo-hoo!
Whoa!
[ whistles]
â™ª â™ª
[ indistinct voices]
Well done, Harry!
[ applause]
Well done, Harry!
And well done, Buckbeak!
Oh, that was wicked, Harry!
Oh, please!
Well done, well done.
[ grunts]
How am I doing me first day?
Brilliant... Professor.
[ grunts]
Yes. You're not dangerous at all, are you,
you great ugly brute?
Malfoy![ grunting]
No![ screaming]
Whoa!
[ yells]
Buckbeak!
[ squawking]
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
Whoa! Buckbeak!
[ caws]
Away, you silly creature.
DRACO: Oh, it's killed me!
It's killed me!
Calm down!
It's-it's just a scratch!
[ shouting]: Hagrid!
He has to be taken to the hospital.
I'm the teacher. I'll do it.
[ whimpers]
[ grunts]
[ whimpering]: Oh!
Oh, you're gonna regret this.
Class dismissed!
You and your bloody chicken!
[ Draco whimpers]
[ murmuring voices]
[ low grunting]
[ yelling]
[ neighs]
[ whinnying]
[ shouting]
PANSY PARKINSON: Does it hurt terribly, Draco?
DRACO: It comes and it goes.
Still, I consider myself lucky.
According to Madam Pomfrey, another minute or two,
and I, uh, could've lost my arm.
I couldn't possibly do any homework for weeks.
Listen to the idiot.
He's really laying it on thick, isn't he?
DRACO: Please! Don't touch it.
Yeah, but at least Hagrid didn't get fired.
Yeah, but I heard Draco's father's furious.
We haven't heard the end of this.
SEAMUS: He's been sighted!
He's been sighted!Who?
Sirius Black!
[ gasping]
Dufftown?!
That's not far from here.
Y-You don't think he'd come to Hogwarts, do you?
With dementors at every entrance?!
Dementors! He's already slipped past them once, hasn't he?
Who is to say he won't do it again?
That's right.
Black could be anywhere.
It's like trying to catch smoke.
Like trying to catch smoke
with your bare hands.
[ foreboding music plays]
â™ª â™ª
[ bird calls]
[ distorted whooshing]
[ rumbling]
LUPIN: Intriguing, isn't it?
Would anyone like to venture a guess as to what is inside?
DEAN THOMAS: That's a boggart, that is.
Very good, Mr. Thomas.
[ thudding]
Now, can anybody tell me what a boggart looks like?
HERMIONE: No one knows.
When'd she get here?!
Boggarts are shape-shifters.
They take the shape of whatever
a particular person fears the most.
That's what makes them so...
So terrifying. Yes. Yes, yes, yes.
[ thudding]
Luckily, a very simple charm exists to repel a boggart.
[ thudding]
Let's practice it now.
Uh, without wands, please.
After me:
Riddikulus!
ALL: Riddikulus!
Very good.
A little louder and very clear.
Listen.
Riddikulus.
ALL: Riddikulus!
This class is ridiculous.
Very good! Well, so much for the easy part.
You see, the incantation alone is not enough.
What really finishes a boggart is... laughter.
You need to force it to assume a shape
you find truly amusing.
Let me explain. Uh, Neville.
Will you join me, please?
[ thudding]
Come on.
Don't be shy. Come on.
Hello.
Neville, what frightens you most of all?
[ low stammering]
Sorry?
Professor Snape.[ laughing]
[ chuckling]: Professor Snape?
Yes. Frightens all.
And I believe you live with your grandmother.
Y-Yes. But I don't want
that boggart to turn into her either.
[ laughing]No.
[ thudding]
It won't.
I want you to picture her clothes--
only her clothes--
very clearly, in your mind.
She carries a red handbag.
We don't need to hear.
As long as you see it, we'll see it.
Now, when I open that wardrobe,
here's what I want you to do.
Excuse me.
[ whispering]: Imagine Professor Snape
in your grandmother's clothes.
[ aloud]: Can you do that?
[ clattering]
Yes.
Wand at the ready.
One... two...
three.
[ creaking]
Think, Neville. Think!
[ creaking]
Riddikulus!
[ Professor Lupin and students laughing]
Wonderful, Neville! Wonderful!
Incredible. Okay.
To the back, Neville. Everyone, form a line!
[ grunts]
Ow, stop!
[ indistinct voices]
LUPIN: Form a line! I want everyone
to picture the thing they fear the very most
and turn it into something... funny.
Next!
Ron!
[ swing music plays]
Concentrate.
Face your fear.
Be brave!
[ whimpers]
[ snapping]
Come on, wand at the ready, Ron.
Wand at the ready.
Riddikulus!
[ laughing]
Yes!
[ chuckling]: You see?
Very good! Very good!
Marvelous!
Absolutely,
very, very enjoyable.
Parvati! Next! Parvati.
[ laughing]
Show us what you see.
[ whooshing]
[ hissing]
Keep your nerve steady.
Riddikulus!
[ laughs]
And next!
Step up! Step up!
Wonderful, wonderful.
Very good...
[ raucous swing music continues]
[ low moaning]
Here!
[ moaning]
Riddikulus!
[ air whooshing]
[ gasping]
[ thudding]
Right, well, sorry about that.
Uh, that's enough for today.
If you'd all like to collect your books
from the back of the class,
that's the end of the lesson.
Thank you.[ groaning]
Sorry. Sorry. Go on.
You can have too much of a good thing.
[ swing music continues]
PROFESSOR McGONAGALL: Now, remember,
these visits to Hogsmeade Village are a privilege.
Should your behavior reflect poorly on the school in any way,
that privilege shall not be extended again.
No permission form signed, no visiting the village.
That's the rule, Potter.
All those with permission, follow me.
Those without, stay put.
But Professor, I thought
if you signed it, then I could go.
I can't. Only a parent or a guardian can sign.
Since I am neither, it would be inappropriate.
I'm sorry, Potter.
That's my final word.
Forget about it, guys. See you later.
â™ª â™ª
HARRY: Professor,
can I ask you something?
LUPIN: You want to know
why I stopped you facing that boggart, yes?
I would have thought it'd be obvious.
I assumed it would take the shape of Lord Voldemort.
I did think of Voldemort... at first.
But then I remembered that night on the train...
and the dementor.
Well, I'm very impressed.
That suggests that what you fear the most is fear itself.
This is very wise.
Before I fainted...
I heard something.
A woman...
screaming.
Well, dementors force us
to relive our very worst memories.
Our pain becomes their power.
I think it was my mother...
the night she was murdered.
You know, the very first time I saw you, Harry,
I recognized you immediately.
Not by your scar; by your eyes.
They're your mother Lily's.
Yes. Oh, yes.
I knew her.
Your mother was there for me at a time when no one else was.
Not only was she a singularly gifted witch,
she was also an uncommonly kind woman.
She had a way of seeing the beauty in others.
Even, and perhaps most especially,
when that person could not see it in themselves.
Well, your father, James, on the other hand, he, uh...
[ chuckles]: he had a certain,
shall we say, talent for trouble.
A talent, rumor has it... he passed on to you.
You're more like them than you know, Harry.
In time, you'll come to see just how much.
RON: Honeyduke's Sweet Shop
is brilliant.
But nothing beats Zonko's Joke Shop.
We never did get a chance to go to The Shrieking Shack, though.
You heard that it's the most...
HARRY: The most haunted building
in Britain, yeah, I heard.
What's going on?
Huh, probably Neville's
forgotten the password again.
Hey!Oh! You're there.
PERCY: Uh, let me through, please.
Excuse me! I'm Head Boy!
[ indistinct voices]
Get back... all of you.
No one is to enter this dormitory
until it has been fully searched.
[ gasping]
The Fat Lady! She's gone!
KNIGHT IN PAINTING: Who goes there?
RON: Serves her right.
She was a terrible singer.
HERMIONE: It's not funny, Ron.
[ baby crying]
[ woman laughs]
PERCY: Keep calm, everyone.
Ravenclaws, back to your common room.
[ woman trilling]
[ groaning]
[ crying]
PERCY: All right, be quiet.
FILCH: Make way!
The Headmaster's here!
Come on. Move! Move!
You heard! Move!
Mr. Filch?
Round up the ghosts.
Tell them to search every painting in the castle
to find the Fat Lady.
There's no need for ghosts, Professor.
[ baby crying]
The Fat Lady is there.
[ students gasping]
PERCY: Hey! Mind where you're going!
Slow down!
You listen! I'm Head Boy!
[ growling]Come back here!
DUMBLEDORE: Keep moving!
FILCH: Make way. Make way! Go, go, go!
[ students murmuring]
Dear Lady...
who did this to you?
[ sobbing]
Eyes like the devil, he's got.
And a soul as dark as his name.
It's him, Headmaster.
The one they all talk about.
He's here, somewhere in the castle!
Sirius Black!
[ whimpering sobs]
STUDENTS: Sirius Black?!
Secure the castle, Mister Filch.
The rest of you,
to the Great Hall.
PERCY: Now don't stop.
Just keep going.
[ rattling and clicking]
â™ª â™ª
FILCH: I've searched
the Astronomy Tower and the Owlery, sir.
But there's nothing there.
DUMBLEDORE: Ah, thank you.
TEACHER: Yes.
The third floor's clear, too, sir.
Very good.
SNAPE: And I've done
the dungeons, Headmaster.
No sign of Black,
nor anywhere else in the castle.
I didn't really expect him to linger.
SNAPE: Remarkable feat,
don't you think?
To enter Hogwarts Castle on one's own,
completely undetected.
Quite remarkable, yes.
Any theories on how he might have managed it?
Many. Each as unlikely as the next.
You may recall, prior to the start of term,
I did express concerns
about your appointment of Professor Lupin...
Not a single professor inside this castle
would help Sirius Black to enter it.
No, I'm quite convinced the castle is safe.
And I'm more than willing
to send the students back to their houses.
What about Potter? Should he be warned?
Perhaps.
But for now, let him sleep.
For in dreams, we enter a world that's entirely our own.
Let him swim in the deepest ocean.
Or glide over the highest cloud.
â™ª â™ª
[ rustling]
[ children talking]
[ shutters slamming]
Turn to page 394.
Excuse me, sir.
Where's Professor Lupin?
That's not really your concern, is it, Potter?
Suffice it to say that your professor finds himself
incapable of teaching at the present time.
Turn to page 394.
"Werewolves?"
But, sir, we've just begun learning
about Red Caps and hinkypunks.
We're not meant to start
nocturnal beasts for weeks.
Quiet.
RON: When did she come in?
Did you see her come in?
Now...
which one of you can tell me the difference between
an Animagus and a werewolf?
No one?
How disappointing.
HERMIONE: Please, sir.
An Animagus is a wizard who elects to turn into an animal.
A werewolf has no choice.
With each full moon, when he transforms,
he no longer remembers who he is.
He'd kill his best friend if he crossed his path.
Furthermore, the werewolf only responds
to the call of its own kind.
[ howls][ chuckles]
Thank you,
Mr. Malfoy.
That is the second time
you have spoken out of turn, Miss Granger.
Are you incapable of restraining yourself
or do you take pride
in being an insufferable know-it-all?
He's got a point, you know?
Five points from Gryffindor.
As an antidote to your ignorance,
and on my desk by Monday morning,
two rolls of parchment on the werewolf
with particular emphasis
on recognizing it.
Sir, it's Quidditch tomorrow.
Then I suggest
you take extra care, Mr. Potter.
Loss of limb will not excuse you.
Page 394.
The term "werewolf"
is a contraction of the Anglo-Saxon word "were,"
which means "man," and "wolf."
"Werewolf." Man-wolf.
There's several ways to become a werewolf.
They include being given
the power of shape-shifting,
being bitten by a werewolf
and being born to...
[ wind whistling]
[ thunder rumbling]
[ chanting]: Go, go, Gryffindor!
HERMIONE: Go, Harry!
[ pants]
[ screams]
[ panting]
[ rapid fluttering]
[ thunder booms]
[ grunting]
[ panting]
[ rapid fluttering]
[ crackling]
[ grunting]
[ rapid fluttering]
[ grunts]
[ wind whistling]
[ distorted whooshing]
Harry!
[ shouting]
Aresto momentum!
RON: He looks a bit peaky,
doesn't he?
FRED: Peaky?
GEORGE: What'd you expect?
FRED: He fell over 100 feet.
Yeah, come on, Ron,
let's walk you off the Astronomy tower...
And see what you look like.
HARRY: Probably a right sight
better than he normally does.
[ chuckling]
How are you feeling?
Oh, brilliant.
GEORGE: You gave us
a right good scare there, mate.
HARRY: What happened?
RON: Well...
you fell off your broom.
HARRY: Really?
I meant the match. Who won?
Um... no one blames you, Harry.
The dementors aren't supposed to come inside the grounds.
Dumbledore was furious.
As soon as he saved you, he sent them straight off.
RON: There's, uh, something else
you should know, too, Harry.
Um, when you fell, your broom,
it-it sort of blew into the Whomping Willow and...
well, it's, uh...
LUPIN [ voice-over]: I'm sorry to hear
about your broomstick.
Is there no chance of fixing it?
No.
Professor, why do the dementors affect me so?
I mean, more than everyone else?
Listen, the dementors are amongst the foulest
creatures to walk this earth.
They feed on every good feeling, every happy memory,
until a person is left with absolutely nothing
but his worst experiences.
You are not weak, Harry.
The dementors affect you most of all
because there are true horrors in your past.
Horrors your classmates can scarcely imagine.
You have nothing to be ashamed of.
I'm scared, Professor.
Well, I'd consider you a fool if you weren't.
I need to know how to fight them.
You could teach me.
You made that dementor on the train go away.
There was only one that night.
But you made it go away.
Well, I don't pretend to be an expert, Harry,
but as the dementors seem to have developed
a particular interest in you,
perhaps I should teach you.
But after the holidays.
For now, I need to rest.
â™ª â™ª
[ bell tolling]
Last call for Hogsmeade! Come on, now!
Hogwarts or Hogsmeade! Make your bloody minds up!
[ indistinct shouting]
[ footsteps]
[ distant conversation]
HARRY: Guys, let me go!
Oh, clever, Harry.
But not clever enough.
Besides, we've got a better way.
HARRY: Guys, come on!
I'm trying to get to Hogsmeade!
BOTH: We know.
Don't worry.We'll get you there.
We'll show you a quicker way.
If you pipe down.
Ow!Aw, bless him.
HARRY: Let me go!
Come on, guys. Don't...
Now, Harry.
BOTH: Come and join the big boys.
[ grunting]
What are you doing?
Shh!
What's this rubbish?
[ chuckles]: What's this rubbish, he says.
That there is the secret to our success.
It's a wrench giving it to you, believe me.
But, we've decided, your needs are greater than ours.
George, if you will.
I solemnly swear that I am up to no good.
"Messieurs Mooney, Wormtail,
"Padfoot and Prongs are proud to present
The Marauder's Map."
We owe them so much.
Hang on. This is Hogwarts.
And that... No.
Is that really...
Dumbledore. Pacing.In his study.
Does that a lot.
HARRY: So you mean, this map shows...
Everyone.Everyone?
Everyone.Where they are.
What they're doing.
Every minute.Of every day.
Brilliant! Where'd you get it?
Nicked it from Filch's office, of course.
First year.
Now, listen.
There are seven secret passageways
out of the castle.
We'd recommend...
BOTH: This one.
The One-Eyed Witch passageway.
It'll lead you straight to Honeyduke's Cellar.
But you best hurry. Filch is heading this way.
Oh, and Harry, don't forget.
When you're done, just give it a tap and say...
BOTH: Mischief managed.
Otherwise, anyone can read it.
[ clattering]
[ stairs creaking]
â™ª â™ª
[ stairs creaking]
[ register ringing]
[ indistinct conversations]
Delicious.
I know.[ bell ringing]
HERMIONE: It's meant to be the most haunted building in Britain.
Did I mention that?
[ chuckles]
RON: Twice.
Oh.
Do you want to move a bit closer?
Huh?
To the Shrieking Shack.
Oh-Oh, actually, I'm... I'm fine here.
DRACO: Well, well,
look who's here.
You two shopping for your new dream home?
Bit grand for you, isn't it Weasle-Bee?
Don't your family sleep in, uh, one room?
Shut your mouth, Malfoy.
Ooh, not very friendly.
Boys, I think it's time we teach Weasle-Bee
how to respect his superiors.
[ Hermione chuckles]
Hope you don't mean yourself.
How dare you talk to me?
You filthy little mudblood.
Who's there?!
[ grunting]
Don't just stand there,
do something.What?!
[ gasping]
[ yells]
[ chuckles]
[ gasps]
[ yells]
[ yelling]
RON: What's up, Malfoy? Lost your skis?
[ panting]
Get out of the way!
Move!
CRABBE: Malfoy! Wait! Wait!
[ laughing]
Harry!
[ laughing]
Bloody hell, Harry.
That was not funny.
[ laughing]
RON: Those weasels.
Never told me about any Marauder's Map.
HERMIONE: But Harry isn't
going to keep it.
He's going to turn it over to Professor McGonagall.
Aren't you?
RON: Oh, sure.
Along with his Invisibility Cloak.
Oh, look who it is. Madam Rosmerta.
Ron fancies her.
RON: That's not true.
Professor McGonagall!Cornelius!
HAGRID: Allow me, Minister.
Oh, Hagrid.Sorry about that.
Rosmerta, my dear.
I hope business is good.
It'd be a lot better if the Ministry wasn't
sending dementors into my pub every other night!
We... have...
We have a killer on the loose.
Oh, Sirius Black in Hogsmeade!
And what would bring him here?
[ whispering]: Harry Potter.
Harry Potter?!
Shh!
Come.
[ gasps]
Harry!
Oh, I say.
I say, no underage wizards allowed in today.
Shut the damn door!
So rude.
Thick heads.
Thick heads?!
How dare they?
Who are they calling thick heads?
Young whippersnappers!
ROSMERTA: Nobody's going to come
to a pub where they're going to get
scared out of their wits. Why?
McGONAGALL: Professor Dumbledore
does not want dementors around the place,
I can assure you.
[ Harry panting]
Now, tell me what this is all about.
Well, now, years ago,
when Harry Potter's parents realized
they were marked for death, do you remember?
They went into hiding. Few knew where they were.
One who did was Sirius Black.
And he told You-Know-Who.
FUDGE: Not only did Black
lead You-Know-Who to the Potters that night,
but he also killed one of their friends,
Peter Pettigrew!
Peter? Peter Pettigrew?
Yes, little lump of a boy.
Always trailing after Sirius Black.
ROSMERTA: I remember him.
Never let James and Sirius out of his sight.
But what happened?
Well, Peter Pettigrew tried to warn the Potters,
and might have managed to,
had he not run into an old friend-- Sirius Black.
Black was vicious.
He didn't kill Pettigrew.
He destroyed him!
Mm-hmm.
A finger.
That's all that was left-- a finger!
Nothing else.
Oh, yes.
Sirius Black may not have put
his hands to the Potters,
but he's the reason they're dead.
And now he wants to finish what he started.
I don't believe it.That's not the worst of it.
No.
What could be worse?
This.
Sirius Black was, and remains to this day,
Harry Potter's godfather.
Ron, look.
â™ª ...Ding-dong-ding... â™ª
[ grunting]
Sorry. Sorry. Excuse me.
Excuse me. Sorry.Merry Christmas.
[ bells tolling]
[ panting]
[ crying]
Harry, what happened?
He was their friend...
and he betrayed them.
He was their friend!
I hope he finds me.
'Cause when he does, I'm going to be ready.
When he does, I'm going to kill him!
[ bird chirping]
[ creaking]
LUPIN: Harry?
There you are. You came.
Now, are you sure about this, Harry?
You know, this is very advanced magic,
well beyond the Ordinary Wizarding Level.
I'm sure.
Well, everything's prepared.
Now, the spell I'm going to try to teach you
is called the Patronus Charm.
Did you ever hear of it?
No?
Well, a Patronus
is a kind of positive force,
and for the wizard who can conjure one,
it works something like a shield
with the dementor feeding on it rather than him.
But in order for it to work,
you need to think of a memory.
Not just any memory, a very happy memory,
a very powerful memory.
Can you do this?
Yes? Very well.
Close your eyes.
Concentrate.
Explore your past.
Do you have a memory?
Allow it to fill you up.
Lose yourself within it.
Then, speak the incantation,
Expecto Patronum.
Very good.
Shall we?
Wand at the ready.
[ exhales]
[ shrieking]
Expecto Patronum!
Expecto...
Expect...
WOMAN VOICE: Harry!
LUPIN: Here we go.
Come on. Sit up.
Deep breaths.
It's all right.
I didn't expect you to do it the first time.
That would have been remarkable.
Here. Eat this. You'll feel better.
That's one nasty dementor.
Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no.
That was a boggart, Harry. A boggart.
The real thing would be worse. Much, much worse.
As a matter of interest, what were you thinking?
Which memory did you choose?
The first time I rode a broom.
Well, that's not good enough.
Not nearly good enough.
There's another.
It's not happy, exactly.
Well, it is.
It's the happiest I've ever felt...
but it's complicated.
Is it strong?
Then let's give it a try.
You feel ready?
Just do it.
[ shrieking]
Expecto Patronum!
[ grunts]
â™ª â™ª
[ laughs]
Yes!
[ grunting]
Well done, Harry. Well done!
I think I've had enough... for today.
Yes. Sit down. Here, eat this, it helps.
It really helps.
And just so you know, Harry,
I think you would have given your father
a run for his money.
And that is saying something.
[ sighing]
I was thinking of him... and Mum.
Seeing their faces.
They were talking to me.
Just talking.
That's the memory I chose.
I don't even know if it's real,
but it's the best I have.
HERMIONE: Beautiful day.
Gorgeous.
Unless, of course, you've been ripped to pieces.
Ripped to pieces?
What are you talking about?
Ronald has lost his rat.
I haven't lost anything.
Your cat killed him.
Rubbish.
Harry, you've seen the way that bloodthirsty beast
of hers is always lurking about.
And Scabbers is gone.
Well, maybe you should learn
to take better care of your pets!
Your cat killed him!
Did not.
Did.Didn't.
HERMIONE: How did it go, Hagrid?
The hearing?
Well, first off,
the committee members took turns
talking about why we were there.
And then I got up and did my piece,
said how Buckbeak was a good hippogriff,
always cleaned his feathers.
And then, Lucius Malfoy got up.
Well, you can imagine.
He said Buckbeak was a deadly and dangerous creature
who would kill you as soon as look at you.
HERMIONE: And then?
And then he asked for the worst, did ol' Lucius.
RON: They're not sacking you.
No, I'm not sacked.
Buckbeak's been sentenced to death.
[ splashing]
[ sobbing]
â™ª â™ª
[ snoring]
[ gasping]: Spiders!
[ whimpering]
Spiders... spiders.
They want me to tap dance.
I don't want to tap dance.
You tell those spiders, Ron.
Oh, yeah. T-Tell them.
I'll tell them.
I'll tell them tomorrow.
[ snores]
[ crunching]
â™ª â™ª
ROSMERTA: Peter Pettigrew?
McGONAGALL: Little lump of a boy.
Always trailing after Sirius Black.
FUDGE: Black was vicious.
He didn't kill Pettigrew.
He destroyed him!
[ snoring]
[ grunts]
Put that light out.
Sorry.
â™ª â™ª
[ panting]
[ pattering]
[ yelps]
[ pattering away]
Watch it there, boy.
We're trying to sleep here.
Yes, we are.
Mischief managed.
Nox.
Potter.
What are you doing
wandering the corridors at night?
I was sleepwalking.
How extraordinarily
like your father you are, Potter.
He, too, was exceedingly arrogant,
strutting about the castle.
My dad didn't strut.
And nor do I.
Now, if you don't mind,
I would appreciate it if you could lower your wand.
Turn out your pockets.
What's this?
Spare bit of parchment.
Really? Open it.
Reveal your secrets.
Read it.
"Messrs. Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot and Prongs,
offer their compliments to Professor Snape and..."
Go on.
"...and request that he keep his abnormally large nose
out of other people's business."
Why, you insolent, little...
Professor.
Well, well. Lupin.
Out for a little walk in the moonlight, are we?
Harry... are you all right?
SNAPE: That remains to be seen.
I have just now confiscated
a rather curious artifact from Mr. Potter.
Take a look, Lupin.
Supposed to be your area of expertise.
Clearly, it's full of dark magic.
Oh, I seriously doubt it, Severus.
It looks to me as though it's merely
a parchment designed to insult anyone
who tries to read it.
I suspect it's a Zonko product.
Nevertheless, I shall investigate
any hidden qualities it may possess.
It is, after all, as you say,
my area of expertise.
Harry, would you come with me, please?
Professor, good night.
Are you deaf?
Put that light out!
Come in.
Now, I haven't the faintest idea, Harry,
how this map came to be in your possession,
but quite frankly, I am astounded
that you didn't hand it in.
Did it never occur to you that this,
in the hands of Sirius Black,
is a map to you?
No.
No, sir.
You know, your father never set
much store by the rules, either,
but he and your mother gave their lives to save yours.
And gambling their sacrifice
by wandering around the castle,
unprotected with a killer on the loose,
seems to me a pretty poor way to repay them!
Now, I will not cover up for you again, Harry.
Do you hear me?
Yes, sir.
I want you to return to your dormitory
and stay there.
And don't take any detours.
If you do... I shall know.
Professor, just so you know,
I don't think that map always works.
Earlier on, it showed someone in the castle.
Someone I know to be dead.
Oh, really? And who might that be?
Peter Pettigrew.
That's not possible.
It's just what I saw.
Good night, Professor.
TRELAWNEY: Broaden your minds.
You must look beyond.
The art of crystal gazing
is in the clearing of the inner eye.
[ snoring]Only then can you see.
Try again.
Now, what do we have here, hmm?
Oh, do you mind me trying?
Ah... ah.
The Grim... possibly.
My dear, from the first moment
you stepped foot in my class,
I sensed that you did not possess
the proper spirit for the noble art of Divination.
No, you see, there?
Ah, you may be young in years,
but the heart that beats beneath your bosom
is as shriveled as an old maid's.
Your soul, as dry as the pages of the books
to which you so desperately cleave, mm-hmm.
[ exhales]
Have I said something?
RON: She's gone mental,
Hermione has.
I mean, not that she wasn't always mental,
but now it's out in the open for everyone to see.
Hang on.
We better take this back.
I'm not going back.
Fine. See you later.
See you.
[ whispering]: Harry Potter.
[ gasping]
Professor Trelawney.
[ eerie multiple voices]: He will return tonight.
Sorry?
Tonight, he who betrayed his friends,
whose heart rots with murder, shall break free.
Innocent blood shall be spilt,
and Servant and Master
shall be reunited once more.
[ chokes and coughs]
[ hacks]
[ normal voice]: Oh, I'm so sorry, dear boy.
Did you say something?
No.
Nothing.
[ panting]
[ metallic scraping]
[ cawing]
[ metallic scraping]
[ bell tolling]
[ metallic scraping]
HERMIONE: I can't believe
they're going to kill Buckbeak.
It's just too horrible.
It just got worse.
DRACO: Did I tell you?
Father said I can keep the hippogriff's head.
I think I'll donate it
to the Gryffindors' common room.
GOYLE: Wicked!
Huh, look who's here.
DRACO: Ah, come to see the show?
You!
You foul, loathsome, evil
little cockroach!
RON: Hermione, no!
He's not worth it.
[ whimpering]
[ chuckles, grunts]
Malfoy, you okay?
Let's go.
Quick. Run.Wait for me.
That felt good.
Not good-- brilliant.
[ thunder rumbling]
HAGRID: Oh, look at him.
Loves the smell of the trees when the wind
blows through them.
Why don't we just set him free?
Ah, they'd know it was me,
and then Dumbledore would get into trouble.
He's coming down, you know, Dumbledore.
Says he wants to be with me when they...
when it happens.
Great man, Dumbledore.
Great man.
[ cawing]
HERMIONE: We'll stay
with you, too, Hagrid.
You'll do no such thing.
Think I want you seeing something like that?
No, you just drink your tea and be off.
Oh, before you do, Ron...
Scabbers!
You're alive.
Want to keep a closer eye on your pets, Ron.
I think that means you owe someone an apology.
Right.
Next time I see Crookshanks, I'll let him know.
I meant me!
HAGRID: Blimey!
What was that?
Ow!
Hagrid.
Oh, crikey.
[ cawing]
[ indistinct talking]
It's late. It's nearly dark.
You shouldn't be here.
If someone sees you outside the castle this time of night,
you'll be in trouble-- big trouble.
Particularly you, Harry.
[ knocking]With you in a moment!
[ cawing]
[ whispering]: Quick.
Hagrid.
It'll be fine.
It'll be okay.
Go on. Go on.
[ knocking]
[ indistinct talking]
Mr. Dumbledore.Good evening.
Minister, just make your way through.
[ cawing]
FUDGE: It is the decision
of the Committee for the disposal
of Dangerous Creatures that the hippogriff
known as Buckbeak, hereinafter called the condemned,
shall be executed this day
at sundown.
HAGRID: Oh, dear, dear...
DUMBLEDORE: Now, now, Hagrid.
All right, it'll be all right.
[ stick snapping]
HARRY: What?
I thought I just saw...
Never mind.
Let's go.
[ panting]
[ low growl]
[ panting]
â™ª â™ª
[ slicing][ cawing]
Oh, no.
[ crying]
Ow!
[ squealing]
He bit me.
Scabbers!
Ron?
Ron?!
HARRY: Ron?!
Scabbers! Come back!
[ panting]
HARRY: Wait!
[ panting]
Scabbers, you bit me.
Harry, you do realize
what tree this is.
That's not good.
Ron, run!
[ squeaking]
Harry, Hermione, run!
[ growling]It's the Grim!
[ growling]
[ barking]
[ yelling]
Harry!
Ron! Ron, wait!Ron!
[ crying]: Harry!
[ growling]Ron!
Harry, help!
Ron!
[ screams]
Ron!
Ron!Ron!
[ creaking]
[ grunting]
[ groaning]
[ creaking]
[ Ron screaming]
HARRY: Come on.
Move!
[ grunting]
[ panting]Duck!
[ creaking]
[ grunting]
[ gasps]
[ grunts]
[ creaking]
[ grunting]
[ Hermione screaming]
[ screaming]
Harry!
[ screaming]
[ gasping]
Harry!
Huh?
[ grunting]
[ yelling]
[ grunting]
[ screams]
Oh, I'm sorry.
Don't worry.
Where do you suppose this goes?
I have a hunch.
I just hope I'm wrong.
[ creaking]
We're in the Shrieking Shack, aren't we?
Come on.
[ grunts and groans]
[ yelling]
Ron!
Ron, you're okay!
The dog-- where is it?!
Harry, it's a trap!
He's the dog! He's an Animagus!
[ door creaking]
If you want to kill Harry,
you'll have to kill us, too!
No.
Only one will die tonight.
Then it'll be you!
[ grunting]
[ panting]
[ chuckling]
Are you going to kill me, Harry?
[ chuckles]
Expelliarmus!
[ gasping]
[ creaking]
Well, well, Sirius...
looking rather ragged, aren't we?
Finally the flesh reflects the madness within.
Well, you'd know all about the madness within,
wouldn't you, Remus?
I found him!I know.
He's here!I understand.
Let's kill him.
No!
I trusted you!
And all this time y-you've been his friend.
He's a werewolf!
That's why he's been missing classes.
How long have you known?
Since Professor Snape set the essay.
Well, well, well, Hermione.
You really are the brightest witch
of your age I've ever met.
Enough talk, Remus!
Come on, let's kill him!
Wait!
I did my waiting!
12 years of it...
in Azkaban!
[ creaking]
[ panting]
Very well.
Kill him.
But wait one more minute.
Harry has the right to know why.
HARRY: I know why!
You betrayed my parents!
You're the reason they're dead!
No, Harry, it wasn't him.
Somebody did betray your parents,
but it was somebody who, until quite recently,
I believed to be dead!
Who was it, then?
Peter Pettigrew!
And he's in this room!
Right now!
Come out, come out, Peter!
Come out, come out and play!
Expelliarmus!
[ gasping]
[ squealing]Ah!
Vengeance is sweet.
How I hoped I'd be the one to catch you.
Severus, it...
I told Dumbledore
you were helping an old friend into the castle, and now
here's the proof.
Brilliant, Snape.
Once again, you put your keen and penetrating mind
to the task, and as usual, come to the wrong conclusion.
Now, if you'll excuse us, Remus and I have
some unfinished business to attend to.
[ gasps]
Give me a reason.
I beg you!
Severus, don't be a fool.
He can't help it.
It's habit by now.
Sirius, be quiet!
Oh, quiet yourself, Remus!
Oh, listen to you two,
quarreling like an old married couple.
Why don't you run along
and play with your chemistry set?
I could do it, you know.
But why deny the dementors?
They're so longing to see you.
Do I detect a flicker of fear?
Oh, yes.
A dementor's kiss.
One can only imagine what that must be like to endure.
It's said to be nearly unbearable to witness,
but I'll do my best.
LUPIN: Severus, please!
After you.
Expelliarmus!
Harry, what did you just do?
You attacked a teacher!
Tell me about Peter Pettigrew!
He was at school with us.
We thought he was our friend.
No. Pettigrew's dead.
You killed him!
No, he didn't!
I thought so, too,
until you mentioned seeing Pettigrew on the Map!
The Map was lying, then.
The Map never lies!
Pettigrew's alive!
And he's right there!
Me? He's mental! I...
Not you.
Your rat!
Scabbers has been in my family for...
12 years?!
A curiously long life for a common garden rat.
He's missing a toe,
isn't he?
RON: So what?!
All they could find of Pettigrew was his fi...
BLACK: Finger!
The dirty coward cut it off
so that everyone would think he was dead.
And then he transformed into a rat.
Show me.
[ Ron whimpering]
[ rat squeaking]
HARRY: Give him to him, Ron.
What are you trying to do to him?!
RON: Scabbers!
[ squeaking]
Leave him alone!
Get off him!
What are you doing?!
Scabbers!
[ grunts]
[ chittering, piano note plays]
[ grunts]
[ chittering]
[ yelling]
[ grunts and snorts]
[ grunting]
[ grunts]
[ snorting]
Remus?
Is-is this Sirius?
My old friends!
[ grunts]
[ whimpers]
PETTIGREW: Harry, look at you.
You look so much
like your father, like James.
We were the best of friends, he and I...
How dare you speak to Harry!
[ guttural grunt]
How dare you talk
about James in front of him!
You sold James and Lily to Voldemort, didn't you?!
I didn't mean to!
The Dark Lord--
you have no idea the weapons he possesses!
Ask yourself, Sirius!
What would you have done?
I would have died!
I would have died rather than betray my friends!
[ panting]
[ loud gasping breath]
Harry, James wouldn't have wanted me killed!
Your dad...
Your dad would have spared me!
He would have shown me mercy!
[ screaming]
BLACK: You should have
realized, Peter, that if
Voldemort didn't kill you, then we would, together.
No!
Harry, this man is...
I know what he is.
But we'll take him to the castle.
Oh, bless you, boy.
Bless you!
Get off!
[ whimpering, crying]
I said we'd take you to the castle.
[ whimpers]
After that, the dementors can have you.
[ whimpers and snorts]
BLACK: Sorry about the bite.
[ grunts]
I reckon that twinges a bit.
RON: A bit? A bit?!
You almost tore my leg off!
Now, I was going for the rat.
Normally, I have a very sweet disposition as a dog.
In fact, more than once, James suggested
that I make the change permanent.
[ panting]
The tail I could live with, but the fleas--
they're murder.
[ bird calling]
[ panting]
Okay.
[ bird calling]
RON: You better go.
No. No. Don't worry, okay?
It's fine. I'll stay.
You go, I'll stay.
You okay?
I'm fine. Go.
Ow. That looks really painful.
So painful...
they, uh... they might chop it.
HERMIONE: I'm sure Madam Pomfrey
will fix it in a heartbeat.
RON: It's too late.
It's ruined.
It'll have to be chopped off.
BLACK: It's beautiful, isn't it?
I'll never forget the first time
I walked through those doors.
It'll be nice to do it again
as a free man.
That was a noble thing you did back there.
He doesn't deserve it.
Well, I just didn't think
my dad would have wanted
his two best friends to become killers.
Besides, dead, the truth dies with him.
Alive, you're free.
PETTIGREW: Turn me into a maggot!
Dung beetle. Flobberworm!
LUPIN: Shh!
Anything but the dementors!Shh!
Ron, ha-haven't I been a good friend, a good pet?
You won't let them give me to the dementors, will you?
I was your rat!Oh.
Oh, sweet girl! Clever girl!
Surely you won't let them...
Get away from her!
PETTIGREW: All right. Please, please!
No! No! I'm weak. I couldn't help it.
I don't know if you know, Harry,
but when you were born...
Quiet!
...James and Lily made me your godfather.
I know.
And... well, I can understand if you choose
to stay with your aunt and uncle...
[ sniffs]
...but if you ever wanted a different home...
What? Come and live with you?
Well, well, it was...
It's-it's just a thought.
I can understand if you don't want to.
HERMIONE: Harry!
[ loud heart beating]
BLACK: Remus, my old friend,
have you taken your potion tonight?
[ pained groaning]
You know
the man you truly are, Remus!
This heart is where you truly live!
This heart, here!
[ agonized groaning]
[ whimpering groan]This flesh is only flesh!
[ grunts]
Expelliarmus!
[ grunts]
[ pained grunting]
[ squeaking]
[ Lupin yelling]
Harry!
Remus!
[ yelling]
Ooh!
Run!
[ growling roar]
[ low groaning]
[ whimpering]
HARRY: Come on.
Wait! Wait!
Hermione!
[ whimpering]
[ whispering]: Bad idea, bad idea, bad...
Professor?
[ whining]
Professor Lupin?
[ whines]
[ howls]
[ gasps]
[ howling]
Nice doggie, nice doggie.
There you are, Potter!
[ growling]
[ growls]
[ screams]
[ growling]
[ growling, barking]
[ whimpering bark]
[ growling]
[ snarling growls]
[ whimpering]
[ growls]
[ barks]
Sirius!
Come back here, Potter!
[ distant barking and snarling]
[ whimpers]
[ panting whines]
[ grunts]
[ gasps]
[ roars]
[ growling]
[ distant howl]
[ low whine]
[ growling]
[ distant howl]
[ panting]
[ whines]
[ panting whines]
[ distressed yelps]
[ panting]
Sirius!
No!
Sirius!
[ pants]
[ chittering]
[ echoing thuds]
[ gasping]
[ whooshing]
[ whooshing grows louder]
[ gurgling gasps, groans]
Expecto Patronum!
[ panting]
[ whooshing]
[ panting]
[ screams]
[ gurgling gasps]
[ panting]
[ groaning]
[ grunting]
[ labored gasp]
[ whispers]: Sirius?
[ panting]
[ eerie tinkling]
[ distorted screeching]
[ whooshing]
[ panting]
[ gasping grunt]
[ panting]
â™ª â™ª
[ sighs]
â™ª â™ª
HERMIONE [ whispers]: Harry?
I saw my dad.
[ gasping]: What?
He sent the dementors away.
I saw him across the lake.
Listen, Harry, they've captured Sirius.
Any minute, the dementors
are going to perform the kiss.
You mean they're gonna kill him?!
No, it's worse. Much worse.
They're going to suck out his soul.
Headmaster, you've got to stop them!
They've got the wrong man!
It's true, sir. Sirius is innocent!
RON: It's Scabbers who did it.
Scabbers?
He's my rat, sir.
He's not really a rat.
Uh, well, he was rat. He was my brother Percy's rat.
But then they gave him an owl, then I got...
Point is, we know the truth.
Please believe us.
I do, Miss Granger.
But I'm sorry to say,
the word of three 13-year-old wizards
will convince few others.
A child's voice, however honest and true,
is meaningless...
[ gasps, whimpers]
...to those who have forgotten
how to listen.[ sniffs]
Mysterious thing, time.
Powerful.
And when meddled with... dangerous.
Sirius Black is in
the topmost cell of the Dark Tower.
You know the laws, Miss Granger.
You must not be seen.
And you would do well, I feel,
to return before this last chime.
If not, the consequences
are too ghastly to discuss.
If you succeed tonight,
more than one innocent life may be spared.
[ distant tolling]
Three turns should do it, I think.
Oh, by the way...
when in doubt,
I find retracing my steps to be a wise place to begin.
Good luck.
What the bloody hell was that all about?
Sorry, Ron, but seeing as you can't walk...
[ steady chiming]
[ chiming, clock ticking]
[ distorted conversations playing in reverse]
What just happened?
Where's Ron?
7:30.
Where were we at 7:30?
I don't know. Going to Hagrid's?
Come on! And we can't be seen!
[ pants]
Hermione!
[ creaking]
[ tolling]
[ squawking]
HARRY: Hermione!
Hermione, wait!
Hermione, will you please
tell me what it is we're doing?
DRACO: Ah!
Come to see the show?
HERMIONE: You! You foul,
loathsome, evil little cockroach!
But... that's us.
RON: Hermione, no!
He's not worth it.
This is not normal.
This is a Time-Turner, Harry.
McGonagall gave it to me first term.
This is how I've been getting
to my lessons all year.
You mean, we've gone back in time?
Yes.
Dumbledore obviously wanted us to return to this moment.
Clearly something happened he wants us to change.
DRACO [ grunts]: Oh!
Good punch.Thanks.
GOYLE: Malfoy?
Are you okay? Come on!
Let's go! Come!
Malfoy's coming!
Run!Wait for me!
Not a word to anyone.
Understood?Okay!
I'm gonna get that jumped up mudblood!
You mark my words!
HERMIONE: That felt good.
RON: Not good--
brilliant!
HARRY: Come on.
We should be at Hagrid's.
[ clock ticking]
Look.
Buckbeak's still alive.
Of course.
Remember what Dumbledore said?
If we succeed,
more than one innocent life could be spared.
[ whispers]: Let's go!
[ Hagrid speaking]
HAGRID: Great man, Dumbledore!
Great man.
[ birds cawing]
FUDGE: Up there. Right up at the...
HARRY: Here they come.
I'd better hurry.
Fudge has to see Buckbeak before we steal him.
Otherwise, he'll think Hagrid set him free.
RON: Scabbers! He's alive!
HAGRID: Keep a closer eye on your pets.
That's Pettigrew.
Harry, you can't!
Hermione, that's the man who betrayed my parents.
You don't expect me to just sit here.
Yes, and you must!
Harry, you're in Hagrid's hut now.
If you just go bursting in, he'll think you've gone mad.
Awful things happen to wizards who meddle with time, Harry.
We can't be seen.
DUMBLEDORE: Do you remember
this foot path, Minister, from your school days here?
Fudge is coming.
And we aren't leaving?
HERMIONE: I think that means
you owe someone an apology.
Why aren't we leaving?
RON: Next time I see Crookshanks...
HERMIONE: I meant me.
FUDGE: There are many changes, I think,
looking 'round, you know.
[ grunts]
[ gasps]
Blimey! What was that?Are you mad?
DUMBLEDORE: Yes, he was a good man.
I wasn't fond of him...
Ow!
Ow. That hurt....did all the planting here.
All that planted vegetation,
variegated leaves, flowers.Sorry.
Oh, variegated? Called what?
DUMBLEDORE: Oh, I have no idea,
but it's very fine stuff.
But I can find the name.Uh-huh.
Here, uh, here we are.
[ knocking on door]
DUMBLEDORE: Yes, yes. That's ling.
The ling, see over there?
That's all...On the slope? Yes.
On the slopes, all ling.
Ah, Hagrid. How are you?
HAGRID: Professor Dumbledore. Minister.
Just, uh, just make your way through.
FUDGE: Good evening, Hagrid.
We're coming out the back door. Go.
FUDGE: It is the decision of the Committee
for the Disposal of Dangerous Creatures that the hippogriff
known as Buckbeak, hereinafter called "the condemned..."
Is that really what my hair looks like from the back?
Hermione![ branch snaps]
HARRY: What?
HERMIONE: I thought I just saw...
Never mind.
RON: Let's go!
FUDGE: The Executioner
shall dispatch the condemned by means of beheading.
As witness here under Hagrid,
please sign here. Just here.
DUMBLEDORE: I-I really think the Minister
might feel it in his heart to have a change of mind.
Okay, go, Harry. Go!
FUDGE: It is the decision of the Committee,
Professor Dumbledore.
Nothing you or I can do will change it.
[ birds cawing]Off!
Get away! Get off!
DUMBLEDORE: Minister,
you really want to be...
[ hippogriff grunts]the hippogriff?
FUDGE: No, I do not.
DUMBLEDORE: Very well, then.
FUDGE: I saw him just the other day.
The Executioner is acting
on behalf of the Committee.
[ caws] Ow!
[ grunts]
FUDGE: Very well, gentlemen.
Shall we step outside?
DUMBLEDORE: Uh, Minister?
I-I really think I should sign as well.
FUDGE: Yes, very well.
Well, perhaps it would be
a good thing if you were to.
[ whispers]: Okay, Buckbeak?
Come on, quickly.
Come with us now, okay? Come on.
FUDGE: I should be very happy if you'd like to keep it.
And would you... would you care to sign?
[ whispers]: Keep trying.
Come on. Beaky!
[ gurgled grunting]
Buckbeak.
Okay, quickly. Hurry up, okay?
FUDGE: No, not that spot.
Just here on the line.
Your name only.
DUMBLEDORE: It's a very long name, Minister.
Hurry up now, Buckbeak, okay?
[ gurgled grunting]
Come on. Come on, Buckbeak.
[ grunts]
Come and get the nice dead ferret.
[ squawks]
Come on. It's here.
Come on, Beaky!
DUMBLEDORE: Here we are, Minister.
Follow me.
Now, look there, you see?Where?
Look, beyond the rocks.[ Hermione gasps]
What am I supposed to see?
DUMBLEDORE: Professor Dippet
had that ling planted when he was Headmaster.
Oh, yes. Indeed, indeed.
And all the strawberries you see.
Strawberries?Come on, Buckbeak.
I see no strawberries.
Come on.Over there.
Come on.Where?
See over there? Look again.Oh, yes.
HARRY: This way.
FUDGE: Well, let's get this over please.
All right.
But where is it?
I saw the beast, just now.
Not a moment ago.
DUMBLEDORE: How extraordinary.
[ whispers]: Buckbeak.
FUDGE: Oh, come now, Dumbledore.
Someone's obviously released him. Hagrid?
[ Hermione gasps]: Buckbeak.
Professor, I swear I didn't.
DUMBLEDORE: I don't think the Minister's
suggesting that you had anything
to do with this, Hagrid.
After all, how could you?
You've been with us all the time.
HAGRID: Well, right.
Well... well...
We must search the grounds.
Oh, search the skies, if you must, Minister.
Meanwhile, I'd like a nice cup of tea
or a large brandy.Right.
Oh, Executioner, your services are no longer required.
Thank you.
Huh!
HAGRID: You'll find no small glasses in this house, Professor.
[ birds squawking]
[ distressed cawing]
[ panting]: Okay, Beaky, this way!
Come on! This way! Okay.
This way.
[ panting]
[ whispering]: Come on!
Come on, this way!
This way, now.
[ bleating]
Come on.
[ panting]: Now what?
We save Sirius.
How?!
No idea.
[ Buckbeak belches]
[ panting]
HERMOINE: Look. It's Lupin!
Immobulus!
[ creaking]
And Snape's coming.
[ panting]
And now we wait.
[ chirping]
[ crunching]
[ grunts]
[ chirping continues]
HERMIONE: At least someone's
enjoying himself.
HARRY: Yeah.
Hermione?
Yeah?
Before... down by the lake,
when I was with Sirius...
I did see someone.
That someone made the dementors go away.
With a Patronus.
I heard Snape telling Dumbledore.
According to him,
only a really powerful wizard could have conjured it.
It was my dad.
It was my dad who conjured the Patronus.
But Harry, your-your dad's...
Dead. I know!
I'm just telling you what I saw.
Here we come.
HARRY: You see Sirius talking to me there?
HERMOINE: Mm-hmm.
He's asking me to come and live with him.
HERMIONE: That's great.
When we free him, I'll never have to go
back to the Dursley's. It'll just be me and him.
[ Peter Pettigrew speaks indistinctly]
We could live in the country,
someplace you can see the sky.
I think he'll like that,
after all those years in Azkaban.
[ Professor Lupin speaks indistinctly]
HERMIONE: Harry!
SIRIUS: Run!
[ snarls, Hermione screams]
[ roars, barking]
Let's go.
[ yelping]
[ snarling and barking]
[ whimpers]
[ panting]
[ roars]
[ yelps, growling]
[ howls]
What are you doing?
Saving your life!
[ howls]
[ snarls]
HARRY: Thanks.
[ growling]
Great! Now he's coming for us.
Yeah, I didn't think about that. Run!
[ whining]
[ panting]
[ whining]
[ vicious snarling]
[ panting]
[ grunts]
[ gasps]
[ panting]
[ distant whining]
[ growls]
[ panting]
[ low growls]
[ snarls]
[ howls]
[ panting]
[ low growling]
[ gasps]
[ snarling]
[ screams] [ roars]
[ cawing]
[ snarling]
[ cawing]
[ yelping]
[ bellowing]
[ gasping]: That was so scary.
Poor Professor Lupin's having a really tough night.
[ rustling]
[ clock ticking]
Sirius.
Come on!
[ screeching]
[ gurgling groans]
This is horrible.
Don't worry. My dad will come.
He'll conjure the Patronus.
[ screeching]
[ gurgling groans]
Any minute now!
Right there! You'll see!
[ screeching continues]
Harry, listen to me.
No one's coming.
Don't worry! He will!
He will come!
[ gurgling gasps, grunts]
[ disembodied screech]
HARRY: Sirius?
HERMIONE: You're dying...
...both of you.
Harry!
Expecto Patronum!
[ distorted hum]
[ panting]
[ weak, muffled screeching]
[ intermittent whooshing hum]
[ panting]
[ ground crunching]
[ hum fades]
[ panting]
You were right, Hermione.
It wasn't my dad I saw earlier.
It was me.
I saw myself conjuring the Patronus before.
I knew I could do it this time, because...
well, I'd already done it.
Does that make sense?
No!
But I don't like fly...
[ screaming]
HARRY: Whoo-hoo!
Bombarda!
[ Sirius laughing]
Whoo!
[ whooping]
[ chirruping]
I'll be forever grateful for this.
To both of you.
I want to go with you.
One day, perhaps.
For some time,
my life will be too unpredictable.
And besides...
you're meant to be here.
But you're innocent.
And you know it.
And for now, that'll do.
HERMIONE: Down, Buckbeak.
I expect you're tired
of hearing this...
but you look so like your father.
Except your eyes.
You have...
My mother's eyes.
[ chuckles]
It's cruel
that I got to spend so much time with James and Lily
and you so little.
But know this...
the ones that love us never really leave us.
And you can always find them...
in here.
[ chirruping]
You really are the brightest witch of your age.
[ reverberating call]
[ bell tolling]
We have to go!
[ clicking, creaking]
[ panting]
Well?
He's free. We did it.
Did what?
Good night.
[ humming]
How did you get there?
You were... I was talking to you there.
[ whimpers]: And now you're there.
What's he talking about, Harry?
I don't know.
Honestly, Ron,
how can somebody be in two places at once?
[ chuckling]
[ bird chirping]
[ thuds]
[ creaking]
[ music playing]
LUPIN: Hello, Harry.
I saw you coming.
I've looked worse, believe me.
You've been sacked.
No. No. I resigned, actually.
Resigned? Why?
Well, it seems that somebody
let slip the nature of my condition.
This time tomorrow,
the owls will start arriving
and parents will not want a, um...
well, someone like me teaching their children.
But Dumbledore...
Dumbledore has already risked
enough on my behalf.
Besides, people like me are, um....
Well, let's just say that I'm used to it by now.
[ music playing ends]
Why do you look so miserable, Harry?
None of it made any difference.
Pettigrew escaped.
Didn't make any difference?
Harry, it made all the difference in the world.
You helped uncover the truth.
You saved an innocent man from a terrible fate.
It made a great deal of difference.
[ groans]
If I am proud of anything,
it is of how much you have learned this year.
Now, since I am no longer your teacher,
I feel no guilt, whatsoever, about giving this back to you.
So now I'll say good-bye, Harry.
I feel sure we'll meet again sometime.
Until then...
...mischief managed.
[ chuckles]
[ neighing]
[ laughing]
RON: Stand back, I said.
Or I'll-or I'll take it upstairs if you don't settle.
NEVILLE: Harry!
Wherever did you get it?
Can I have a go, Harry?
After you, of course.
What are you talking about?
Yeah, quiet!
Let the man through.
Uh, I-I didn't mean to open it, Harry.
I-I-It, uh, it was badly wrapped.
Uh, they made me do it.
BOTH: Did not.
It's a Firebolt.
It's the fastest broom in the world.
For me?
But who sent it?
No one knows.
This came with it.
[ indistinct shouting]
Show us what you can do.
We're bound to win the Quidditch cup now.
Go on, Harry!Yeah, let's see!
HERMIONE: How fast is it, Harry?
Yeah, how fast does it go?
RON: Hang on.
Wait for me.
I want to see this, too.
[ yelps]
[ screams]
[ cheering]
[ screaming]
[ laughing]
HARRY: Lumos.
I solemnly swear that I'm up to no good.
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â™ª Double, double, toil and trouble â™ª
â™ª Fire burn and cauldron bubble â™ª
â™ª Double, double, toil and trouble â™ª
â™ª Something wicked this way comes â™ª
â™ª Eye of newt and toe of frog â™ª
â™ª Wool of bat and tongue of dog â™ª
â™ª Adder's fork and blind-worm's sting â™ª
â™ª Lizard's leg and howlet's wing â™ª
â™ª Double, double, toil and trouble â™ª
â™ª Fire burn and cauldron bubble â™ª
â™ª Double, double, toil and trouble â™ª
â™ª Something wicked this way comes â™ª
â™ª In the cauldron boil and bake â™ª
â™ª Fillet of a fenny snake â™ª
â™ª Scale of dragon, tooth of wolf â™ª
â™ª Witch's mummy, maw and gulf â™ª
â™ª Double, double, double, double, toil and trouble â™ª
â™ª Fire burn and cauldron bubble â™ª
â™ª Double, double, toil and trouble â™ª
â™ª Fire burn and cauldron bubble â™ª
â™ª Double, double, toil and trouble â™ª
â™ª Fire burn and cauldron... bubble â™ª
â™ª Something wicked this way comes. â™ª
â™ª â™ª
HARRY: Mischief managed.
Nox.
[ music fades]
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