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Quotes from Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone

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    • Hagrid: Who told you about Fluffy?
    • Ron: Fluffy?
    • Hermione: That thing has a name?
    • Dumbledore: It does not do to dwell on dreams, Harry, and forget to live.
    • Ron: It's spooky! She knows more about you than you do!
    • Harry: Who doesn't?
    • Mr. Ollivander: Curious... very curious...
    • Harry: Sorry, but what's curious?
    • Mr. Ollivander: I remember every wand I've ever sold, Mr. Potter. It so happens that the phoenix whose tailfeather 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.
    • Harry: And who owned that wand?
    • Mr. Ollivander: 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.
    • Hermione: Now if you two don't mind, I'm going to bed before either of you come up with another clever idea to get us killed - or worse, expelled.
    • Ron: She needs to sort out her priorities!
    • [about Fluffy]
    • Hagrid: I lent him to Dumbledore to guard the...
    • Harry: Yes?
    • Hagrid: Shouldn't have said that. No more questions, don't ask anymore questions!
    • [about Fluffy]
    • Hagrid: Just play a bit of music and he falls straight asleep... I shouldn't have told you that!
    • [in the Devil's Snare]
    • Hermione: Stop moving, both of you. This is devil's snare! You have to relax. If you don't, it'll only kill you faster!
    • Ron: Kill us faster? Oh, now I can relax!
    • Hagrid: You're a wizard, Harry!
    • Harry: I'm a what?
    • Hermione: Harry, no way! You heard what Madam Hooch said. Besides, you don't even know how to fly!
    • [Harry ignores Hermione and he flies up]
    • Hermione: What an idiot!
    • Hermione: You'll be okay, Harry. You're a great wizard. You really are.
    • Harry: Not as good as you.
    • Hermione: Me? Books and cleverness. There are more important things: friendship and bravery. And Harry, just be careful.
    • Hermione: Ron, you don't suppose this is going to be like... *real* wizard's chess, do you?
    • [looks around]
    • Ron: You there, D5!
    • [one of the giant black pawns crosses the board, the white pawn smashes it with a violent blow]
    • [swallows]
    • Ron: Yes, Hermione, I think this is gonna be *exactly* like wizard's chess.
    • Harry: I swear I don't know. One minute the glass was there and then it was gone. It was like magic.
    • Uncle Vernon: There's no such thing as magic!
    • Draco Malfoy: 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.
    • Dumbledore: What happened down in the dungeon between you and Professor Quirrell is a complete secret. So, naturally, the whole school knows.
    • [about Every Flavor Beans]
    • Dumbledore: I was most unfortunate in my youth to come across a vomit-flavored 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.
    • [eats it]
    • Dumbledore: Mm, alas, earwax.
    • Ron: Wingardium leviosar!
    • Hermione: Stop, stop, stop! You're going to take someone's eye out. Besides, you're saying it wrong. It's LeviOsa, not LeviosAR!
    • Hermione: Neville, I'm really, really sorry about this.
    • [raises her wand]
    • Hermione: Petrificus Totalus!
    • [Neville's arms snap to his sides, and he drops to the floor, frozen stiff as a board]
    • Ron: You're a little scary sometimes, you know that? Brilliant... but scary.
    • Hagrid: Dry up Dursley, you great prune!
    • Percy Weasley: And keep an eye on the staircases. They like to change.
    • [looks at Fred, hoping to get him onto platform 9 3/4]
    • Molly Weasley: Fred, you next.
    • George Weasley: He's not Fred, I am!
    • Fred Weasley: Honestly, woman. You call yourself our mother.
    • [to Fred]
    • Molly Weasley: Oh, I'm sorry, George.
    • [approaches the barrier]
    • Fred Weasley: I'm only joking, I am Fred!
    • [runs through the barrier]
    • Hermione: Look at you playing with your cards. Pathetic! We've got final exams coming up soon.
    • Ron: I'm ready! Ask me any question.
    • Hermione: All right, what are the three most crucial ingredients in a Forgetfulness Potion?
    • Ron: I forgot.
    • Hermione: And what, may I ask, do you plan to do if this comes up in the final exam?
    • Ron: Copy off you?
    • Hermione: No, you won't! Besides, according to Professor McGonagall, we're to be given special quills bewitched with an anti-cheating spell.
    • Aunt Petunia: This is what you're going to be wearing when I finish dying it.
    • [deleted scene]
    • Professor Severus Snape: For your information Potter, Asphodel and Wormwood make a sleeping potion so powerful it is known as the Draught of the Living Death, a Bezoar is a stone taken from the stomach of a goat and it will save you from most poisons. As for Monkshood and Wolfbane, they are the same plant which also goes by the name of Aconite. Well, why aren't you all copying this down?
    • Harry: Good of you to get us out of trouble like that.
    • Ron: Mind you, we did save her life!
    • Harry: Mind you, she might not have needed saving if you hadn't insulted her.
    • Hagrid: Crikey, I'd love a dragon.
    • Harry: You'd like a dragon?
    • Professor Quirrel: Troll! In the dungeons!
    • [looks sick]
    • Professor Quirrel: Thought you ought to know.
    • [faints and crumples onto the floor]
    • Seamus Finnigan: 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.
    • Draco Malfoy: It's true then, what they're saying on the train. Harry Potter has come to Hogwarts.
    • Caretaker Argus Filch: A pity they let the old punishments die. Was a time detention would find you hanging by your thumbs in the dungeons. God, I miss the screaming.
    • Oliver Wood: Scared, Harry?
    • Harry: A little.
    • Oliver Wood: That's all right. I felt the same way before my first game.
    • Harry: What happened?
    • Oliver Wood: I, uh, I don't really remember. I took a bludger to the head two minutes in. Woke up in hospital a week later.
    • Dudley Dursley: Daddy's gone mad hasn't he?
    • Professor McGonagall: Albus, do you really think it safe, leaving him with these people? I've watched them all day. They're the worst sort of Muggles imaginable. They really are...
    • Dumbledore: The only family he has.
    • Professor McGonagall: This boy will be famous. There won't be a child in our world who doesn't know his name.
    • Dumbledore: Exactly. He's far better off growing up away from all of that. Until he is ready.
    • Harry: I can't be a-a-a wizard. I mean, I'm just Harry, just Harry.
    • Ron: I'm Ron by the way, Ron Weasley.
    • Harry: I'm Harry. Harry Potter.
    • Ron: So... so it's true! I mean, do you really have the... the...
    • Harry: The what?
    • [in a hushed tone]
    • Ron: The scar?
    • Harry: Oh.
    • [shows him the scar on his forehead]
    • Harry: Yeah.
    • Ron: Wicked!
    • Professor Severus Snape: There will be no foolish wand-waving or silly incantations in this class. As such, I don't expect many of you to appreciate the subtle science and exact art that is potion-making. However, for those select few...
    • [stares at Draco Malfoy]
    • Professor Severus Snape: 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.
    • [notices Harry scribbling on his paper]
    • Professor Severus Snape: 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!
    • [steps over to Harry]
    • Professor Severus Snape: Mister Potter. Our new celebrity.
    • [about his new Remembrall]
    • Neville Longbottom: Only problem is, I can't remember what I've forgotten.
    • Ron: I think we've had a bad influence on her.
    • [during the final chess game; Harry looks around at the board]
    • Ron: Harry, it's you that has to go on, I *know* it. Not me, not Hermione, YOU.
    • [Harry takes a deep breath and nods]
    • [after a deep breath]
    • Ron: Knight to H3.
    • [Ron and his horse advance to the next square. Ron breathes deep]
    • Ron: Check.
    • [The white Queen turns, advances slowly upon him, then draws her sword and plunges it into his horse, throwing him violently to ]
    • Harry: RON!
    • [Hermione makes as if to run to him]
    • [to Hermione]
    • Harry: NO! DON'T MOVE! Don't forget - we're still playing.
    • [Harry moves three squares diagonally to his left and turns to face the King]
    • Harry: Wait a minute!
    • Harry: CHECKMATE.
    • Ron: You see it, don't you, Harry? Once I make my move, the Queen will take me. Then you're free to check the King.
    • Harry: No. Ron, NO!
    • Hermione: What is it?
    • Harry: He's going to sacrifice himself.
    • Hermione: No, you can't, there must be another way!
    • Ron: Do you want to stop Snape from getting that stone or not?
    • [Hermione looks stunned]
    • Ron: Happy Christmas, Harry.
    • Dumbledore: It takes a great deal of bravery to stand up to your enemies, but a great deal more to stand up to your friends.
    • Dumbledore: 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.
    • Dumbledore: 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.
    • [Harry and Ron arrive late to Transfiguration, relieved that Professor McGonagall isn't there yet]
    • Ron: Whew, made it. Can you imagine the look on old McGonagall's face if we were late?
    • [the cat sitting at the head of the class suddenly transforms into her]
    • Ron: That was bloody brilliant!
    • Professor McGonagall: Well, thank you for that assessment, Mr Weasley. Perhaps it would be more useful if I were to transfigure Mr Potter and yourself into a pocket watch? That way, one of you might be on time.
    • Harry: We got lost.
    • Professor McGonagall: Then perhaps a map? I trust you don't need one to find your seats.
    • Ron: What do they think they're doing, keeping a thing like that locked up in a school?
    • Hermione: You don't use your eyes, do you? Didn't you see what it was standing on?
    • Ron: I wasn't looking at its feet! I was a bit preoccupied with its heads... or maybe you didn't notice? There were three!
    • [looking at a recently-hatched dragon]
    • Hagrid: Isn't he beautiful? Oh, bless him! Look! He knows his mummy! Hallo, Norbert!
    • Harry: Norbert?
    • Hagrid: Yeah, well, he's gotta have a name, don't he?
    • Ron: Immortal?
    • Hermione: It means you'll never die.
    • [angry]
    • Ron: I know what it means!
    • Ron: Mental that one, I'm telling you.
    • [about the Bludgers]
    • Oliver Wood: Nasty little buggers.
    • Hagrid: You all right there, Harry? You seem very quiet.
    • Hagrid: his name was V...
    • Harry: Maybe if you wrote it down...
    • Hagrid: Nah, I can't spell it. Alright
    • [whispers]
    • Hagrid: 'Voldemort'
    • [loudly]
    • Harry: Voldemort?
    • Hagrid: Shhh! It was dark times, Harry, dark times. Voldemort started to gather some followers, brought 'em over to the dark side. Anyone who stood up to him ended up dead. Your parents fought against him, but nobody lived once he decided to kill them. Nobody... not one... 'cept you.
    • Harry: Me? Voldemort tried to kill... ME?
    • Hagrid: Yes. That ain't no ordinary cut on your forehead. A mark like that only comes from being touched by a curse, and an evil curse at that.
    • Harry: What happened to Vol- to You-Know-Who?
    • Harry: He killed my parents, didn't he?
    • Hagrid: Well, some say he died. Codswallop in my opinion. Nope, I reckon he's still out there, too tired to carry on. But one thing's certain, something about you stumped him that night. That's why you're famous, Harry, that's why everybody knows your name. You're the boy who lived.
    • [puts a hand to his scar]
    • Harry: The one who gave me this?
    • [Hagrid is silent]
    • Harry: You know, Hagrid. I know you do.
    • [Hagrid sighs and pushes his bowl aside]
    • Hagrid: First - and understand this, Harry, 'cause it's very important - not all wizards are good. Some of them go bad. A few years ago there was one wizard that went as bad as you can go, and his name was V-
    • [sighs]
    • Voldemort: There is no good and evil. There is only power, and those too weak to seek it.
    • Harry: You! No, it can't be. Snape, he - he was the...
    • Professor Quirrel: Yes, he does seem the type, doesn't he? Why, next to him, who would suspect p-p-poor, st-st-stuttering Professor Quirrell?
    • Ron: Sunshine, daisies, butter mellow, turn this stupid, fat rat yellow!
    • Uncle Vernon: He will not be going, I tell you! We swore when we took him in we'd put a stop to all this rubbish!
    • Harry: You knew? You knew all along and you never told me?
    • Aunt Petunia: Of course we knew. How could you not be? My perfect sister being who she was. 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... a freak! And then she met that Potter. And then she had you, and I knew you would be the same. Just as strange, just as... abnormal. And then if you please, she went and got herself blown up, and we got landed with you.
    • Harry: Blown up? You told me my parents died in a car crash!
    • Hagrid: A car crash? A car crash kill Lily and James Potter?
    • Aunt Petunia: We had to say something.
    • Hagrid: It's an outrage! It's a scandal!
    • Uncle Vernon: He'll not be going!
    • Hagrid: Oh, and I suppose a great muggle like yourself's gonna stop him, are ya?
    • Dumbledore: Harry, do you know why Professor Quirrell couldn't bear to have you touch him?
    • [Harry shakes his head]
    • Dumbledore: It was because of your mother. She sacrificed herself for you, and that kind of act leaves a mark.
    • [Harry reaches up to touch his scar]
    • Dumbledore: No, no. This kind of mark cannot be seen. It lives in your very skin.
    • Harry: What is it?
    • Dumbledore: Love, Harry. Love.
    • [after being in the Dark Forest]
    • Harry: I think if he'd had the chance, he might've tried to kill me tonight.
    • Ron: And to think, I've been worrying about my potions final.
    • [to Harry and Ron after beating the Mountain Troll]
    • Professor McGonagall: Five points... will be awarded to each of you.
    • [Ron and Harry smile at each other]
    • Professor McGonagall: For sheer dumb luck.
    • Fred Weasley: Well done, Harry. Wood's just told us.
    • Ron: Fred and George are on the team, too. Beaters.
    • George Weasley: Our job is to make sure that you don't get bloodied up too bad. Can't make any promises, of course. Rough game, Quidditch.
    • Fred Weasley: Brutal, but no one's died in years. Someone will vanish occasionally, but they'll turn up in a month or two!
    • Professor Severus Snape: What would three young Gryffindors such as yourselves be doing inside... on a day like this?
    • Hermione: Uh... well... we... we were just...
    • Professor Severus Snape: You ought to be careful. People will think you're...
    • [sees Harry staring at him]
    • Professor Severus Snape: Up to something.
    • Professor McGonagall: 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.
    • Harry: 50?
    • [Ron and Hermione also looking shocked, Draco smirking]
    • Professor McGonagall: Each.
    • [Harry's mouth drops open]
    • Professor McGonagall: And to ensure it doesn't happen again, all four of you will receive detention.
    • [smirk suddenly fades and steps up]
    • Draco Malfoy: Excuse me, professor, perhaps I heard you wrong. I thought you said the four of us.
    • Professor McGonagall: No, you heard me correctly, Mr. Malfoy. You see, honorable as your intentions were, you too were out of bed after hours. You will join your classmates in detention.
    • [Hagrid's sad about Norbert being taken away]
    • Caretaker Argus Filch: For God's sake, pull yourself together man. You're going into the Forest after all. Got to have your wits about ya...
    • Draco Malfoy: The Forest? I thought that was a joke. We can't go in there. Students aren't allowed. And there are-
    • [a howling noise is heard]
    • Draco Malfoy: ... werewolves.
    • Caretaker Argus Filch: Oh, there's more than werewolves in those trees, lad. You can be sure of that. Nighty-night.
    • Harry: Excuse me sir, can you tell me where I might find Platform Nine and Three-Quarters?
    • Station Guard: Nine and Three-Quarters? Think you're being funny do ya?
    • [muttering to himself]
    • Station Guard: Nine and Three-Quarters!
    • [stepping over Neville lying on the floor, whom Hermione has petrified using the "Petrificus Totalus Curse"]
    • Harry: Sorry.
    • Hermione: Sorry.
    • Ron: It's for your own good, you know.
    • Ron: I look good!
    • [on Dudley's birthday]
    • Dudley Dursley: How many are there?
    • Uncle Vernon: 36, counted them myself.
    • Dudley Dursley: 36! But last year, last year I had 37!
    • Uncle Vernon: Yes, yes, but some of them are quite a bit bigger than last year.
    • Dudley Dursley: I don't care how big they are!
    • Sorting Hat: 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?
    • Harry: Not Slytherin. Not Slytherin.
    • Sorting Hat: 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?
    • Harry: Please, please. Anything but Slytherin, anything but Slytherin.
    • Sorting Hat: Well if you're sure, better be... GRYFFINDOR!
    • [Hagrid has just very aggressively knocked down the door where the Dursleys are staying]
    • [Calmly]
    • Hagrid: Sorry about that
    • [Picks door up and slams it back in place]
    • Sorting Hat: Ah! Another Weasley. I know just what to do with you... GRYFFINDOR!
    • [showing Harry the Golden Snitch]
    • Harry: I like this ball.
    • Oliver Wood: Ah, you like it now. Just wait. It's wicked fast, and damn near impossible to see.
    • Harry: What do I do with it?
    • Oliver Wood: You catch it, before the other team's seeker. You catch this, the game's over. You catch this, Potter, and we win.
    • Seamus Finnigan: Eye of rabbit, harp string hum, turn this water into rum.
    • [he checks the goblet, then tries again]
    • Seamus Finnigan: Eye of rabbit, harp string hum...
    • Harry: What's Seamus trying to do to that glass of water?
    • Ron: Turn it to rum. Actually managed a weak tea yesterday! Before...
    • [explosion]
    • Professor McGonagall: Are the rumors true, Albus?
    • Dumbledore: I'm afraid so, Professor. The good... and the bad.
    • Hermione: Honestly, don't you two read?
    • [Hagrid tells Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Draco to split into pairs and search the Dark Forest]
    • Draco Malfoy: Okay. Then I get Fang!
    • Hagrid: Fine. Just so you know, he's a bloody coward.
    • [after seeing Ron's queen destroy Harry's knight]
    • Hermione: That's totally barbaric!
    • Ron: That's wizard's chess.
    • Harry: Say, Percy, who's that teacher talking to Professor Quirrell?
    • Percy Weasley: Oh, that's Professor Snape, head of Slytherin House.
    • Harry: What's he teach?
    • Percy Weasley: Potions. But everyone knows it's the Dark Arts he fancies. He's been after Quirrell's job for *years*.
    • Draco Malfoy: You'll soon find out that some wizarding families are better than others, Potter. You don't wanna go making friends with the wrong sort. I can help you there.
    • [he holds out his hand, which Harry doesn't take]
    • Harry: I think I can tell the wrong sort for myself, thanks.
    • Nearly Headless Nick: Hello! How are you? Welcome to Gryffindor!
    • [in Charms class]
    • Seamus Finnigan: Wingardium Leviosa. Wingard...
    • [BOOM]
    • [to Professor Flitwick]
    • Harry: I think we're going to need another feather over here, Professor.
    • [in King's Cross]
    • Hagrid: What are you lookin' at?
    • [deleted scene]
    • Harry: I found him!
    • [hands Ron a Chocolate Frog card of Dumbledore]
    • Ron: 'Dumbledore is particularly famous for his defeat of the Dark Wizard Grindelwald in 1945-'
    • Harry: Go on.
    • Ron: '-for his discovery of the 12 uses of Dragon Blood, and his work on alchemy with his partner Nicolas Flamel!'
    • Harry: I knew the name sounded familiar, I read it on the train that day.
    • [Beaming excitedly]
    • Hermione: Follow me!
    • [the Trio tears out of the Great Hall, leaving poor Neville still flailing around]
    • Neville Longbottom: Hey, wait, where are you going? What about the counter-curse?
    • [Before he can say another word he topples over backwards, sparking a fresh round of laughter from the other students]
    • [Neville comes hopping in, his legs apparently stuck together]
    • Ron: Leg-Locker Curse?
    • Harry: Malfoy.
    • Ron: You have *got* to start standing up to people, Neville.
    • [wobbling uncontrollably]
    • Neville Longbottom: How? I can barely stand at all!
    • [jumping up, wand at the ready]
    • Seamus Finnigan: I'll do the counter-curse!
    • Neville Longbottom: No, that's all I need... you to set my bloody kneecaps on fire!
    • [slamming his wand down]
    • Seamus Finnigan: I don't appreciate the insinuation, Longbottom. Besides, if anyone cares to notice, my eyebrows have completely grown back!
    • [stalks off angrily, showing a large chunk of hair missing from the back of his head]
    • [while sitting at the Gryffindor table, eating Christmas dinner]
    • George Weasley: How do you like yours, Ron?
    • Ron: I know what you're thinking Harry, but don't. There's something not right about that mirror.
    • [Harry merely nods in acknowledgement as Ron rejoins the other Gryffindors]
    • [Ron, however, keep glancing over at Harry, who is sitting far away from everyone else, staring into the fire, remembering the i]
    • George Weasley: Ron?
    • Ron: I'll be right back.
    • [puts his utensils down and goes to Harry]
    • Ron: Wanna play chess?
    • Harry: No.
    • Ron: Wanna go and visit Hagrid?
    • Harry: No.
    • [mimicking Hermione]
    • Ron: "It's Levi-OOOOH-sa not LevioSAR." She's a nightmare, honestly. It's no wonder she hasn't got any friends!
    • [Hermione comes up from behind them and pushes past Ron, in tears]
    • Harry: I think she heard you.
    • [looking for information about Nicholas Flamell]
    • Ron: We've looked a hundred times.
    • [leaning closer]
    • Hermione: Not in the restricted section. Happy Christmas.
    • [putting a large book on the table]
    • Hermione: I checked this out weeks ago for a bit of light reading.
    • Ron: This is light?
    • Hagrid: If that dolt of a cousin of yours, Dudley, gives you any grief, you could always, um, threaten him with a nice pair of ears to go with that tail of his.
    • Harry: But, Hagrid, we're not allowed to do magic away from Hogwarts. You know that.
    • Hagrid: I do, but your cousin don't, do he?
    • [last lines]
    • Hermione: Feels strange to be going home, doesn't it?
    • [looking at Hagrid]
    • Harry: I'm not going home. Not really.
    • [first lines]
    • [as a cat]
    • Professor McGonagall: Mraow!
    • Dumbledore: I should have known that you would be here, Professor McGonagall.
    • [Professor McGonagall transfigures into her human self]
    • [after catching Harry scribbling on his paper]
    • Professor Severus Snape: Tell me, what would I get if I added powdered root of asphodel to an infusion of wormwood?
    • [Harry doesn't answer]
    • Professor Severus Snape: You don't know? Well, let's try again. Where, Mr. Potter, would you look if I asked you to find me a bezoar?
    • Harry: I don't know, sir.
    • Professor Severus Snape: And what is the difference between monkshood and wolfsbane?
    • Harry: I don't know, sir.
    • Professor Severus Snape: Pity. Clearly, fame isn't everything, is it, Mr. Potter?
    • [trying to get Neville's Rememberall]
    • Harry: Give it here, Malfoy or I'll knock you off your broom!
    • Draco Malfoy: Is that so?
    • [Harry makes a grab for Malfoy but he moves]
    • Draco Malfoy: Have it your way then.
    • [Malfoy throws the Rememberall]
    • Hermione: You've got dirt on your nose, by the way. Did you know? Just there.
    • Hermione: Are you sure that's a real spell? Well, it's not very good, is it?
    • Draco Malfoy: Wait 'til my father hears about this! This is servant's stuff!
    • Harry: If I didn't know any better, Draco, I'd say you were scared.
    • Draco Malfoy: I'm not scared, Potter!
    • [howling noise]
    • Draco Malfoy: Did you hear that?
    • [calls the dog]
    • Harry: Come on, Fang!
    • Dumbledore: Silence!
    • Voldemort: Harry Potter. We meet again.
    • Harry: Voldemort?
    • 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!
    • [after Hermione and Harry sink in the Devil's Snare, Ron is still panicking]
    • Hermione: He's not relaxing, is he?
    • Ron: Yeah.
    • Harry: Okay.
    • [sigh]
    • Ron: Lucky we didn't panic.
    • Harry: Lucky Hermione pays attention in herbology.
    • Harry: Apparently not.
    • Hermione: I've gotta do something!
    • Harry: What?
    • Hermione: Oh, I remember reading something in herbology... um...
    • Ron: Hel-!
    • Hermione: Devil's Snare, Devil's Snare..."It's deadly fun, but will sulk in the sun!" That's it! Devil's Snare hates sunlight! Lumos Solem!
    • [she conjures a type of sunlight from her wand; Ron falls to the ground below]
    • Harry: Ron, you okay?
    • [after telling Harry, Ron and Hermione how to get past fluffy]
    • Hagrid: Oh! I shouldn't have said that.
    • Dimpled Woman on Train: Anything from the trolly, dears?
    • [Holding up his sandwiches]
    • Ron: No thanks, i'm all set.
    • [Taking some coins out of his pocket]
    • Harry: We'll take the lot!
    • Ron: Whoa!
    • Hermione: I'm Hermione Granger and you're Harry Potter!
    • [to Ron]
    • Hermione: And you are?
    • [with his mouth full]
    • Ron: Ron Weasley.
    • [frowning]
    • Hermione: Pleasure.
    • Harry: Hagrid, who gave you the Dragon Egg? What did he look like?
    • Hagrid: I don't know. I never saw his face. He kept his hood up.
    • Harry: This stranger, though, you and he must've talked.
    • Hagrid: 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."
    • Harry: Did he seem interested in Fluffy?
    • Hagrid: Well, of course he was interested in Fluffy. How often do you come across a 3-headed dog, even if you're in the trade? But I told him I said - I said, "The trick with any beast is to know how to calm him." Take Fluffy, for example, just play him a bit of music and he falls straight asleep.
    • [pause]
    • Hagrid: I shouldn't have told you that.
    • Hagrid: See Harry, you're famous.
    • Harry: But why am I famous, Hagrid? All those people back there, how is it they know who I am?
    • Hagrid: I'm not sure I'm exactly the right person to tell you that, Harry.
    • Hagrid: I shouldn't have told you that!
    • [repeated line]
    • Dumbledore: 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.
    • Dumbledore: To Miss Hermione Granger, for the cool use of intellect when others were in great peril, 50 points.
    • Dumbledore: Second to Mr. Ronald Weasley, for the best played game of chess that Hogwarts has seen these many years, 50 points.
    • Dumbledore: And third to Mr. Harry Potter, for pure nerve and outstanding courage, I award Gryffindor House 60 points.
    • Hermione: We're tied with Slytherin!
    • Dumbledore: And finally, it takes a great deal of courage to stand up to your enemies, but a great deal more to stand up to your friends, I award 10 points, to Mr. Neville Longbottom.
    • Dumbledore: Assuming that my calculations are correct, I believe a change in decoration is in order.
    • Dumbledore: Gryffindor wins the house cup!
    • Professor McGonagall: Are you sure you could trust Hagrid with such an important thing?
    • Dumbledore: I would trust Hagrid with my own life.
    • [Hagrid appears on a motorcycle with baby Harry]
    • Hagrid: You're a wizard, Harry
    • Harry: Where's Hermione?
    • Dumbledore: Please do not panic. Now, Prefects will lead their house back to the dormitories, and teachers will follow me to the dungeons.
    • [kids follow Percy, while Snape walks away and closes the door]
    • Neville Longbottom: Parvati Patil says that she wouldn't come out of the girls bathroom. She said that she'd been in there all afternoon, crying.
    • [Harry looks at Ron, who shrugs]
    • [comes running to Dumbledore]
    • Professor Quirrel: TROLL IN THE DUNGEON! TROLL IN THE DUNGEON!
    • [Dumbledore and McGonagall stand up, all the kids stare at Quirrell]
    • Professor Quirrel: Thought you ought to know.
    • [faints]
    • [kids scream]
    • Dumbledore: Silence!
    • [everybody stops screaming]
    • [Harry, Ron, and Hermione sneak down the stairs, and Harry sees Trevor the toad]
    • Harry: Trevor.
    • [to Neville]
    • Harry: Sorry.
    • [to Neville]
    • Hermione: Sorry.
    • [to Neville]
    • Ron: It's for your own good, you know.
    • [Trevor croaks]
    • Ron: Trevor! Go! You shouldn't be here!
    • [appears]
    • Neville Longbottom: Neither should you. You're sneaking out again, aren't you!
    • Harry: Now, Neville, listen, we were...
    • Neville Longbottom: No! I won't let you! You'll get Gryffindor into trouble again! Uh, I-I'll fight you!
    • Hermione: Neville, I'm really, really sorry about this, but Petrificus Totalus!
    • [takes wand out and uses the Full Body-Bind Curse on Neville, who freezes and falls on the floor]
    • [gulps]
    • Ron: You're a little scary sometimes, you know that. Brilliant, but scary.
    • Harry: Let's go.
    • [writing HAPPY BIRTHDAY HARRY on the sand-like floor of the boat he and the Dursley's are in]
    • Harry: Make a wish, Harry.
    • Hagrid: Boy, I hasn't seen yeh since you was a baby, Harry, but you're a little bit longer that I expected, especially right in the middle.
    • Dudley Dursley: I-I'm not Harry.
    • [walks over to Hagrid]
    • Harry: I am.
    • Hagrid: Well, of course you are. Got somethin' for yeh, 'fraid I may have sat on it at some point, but I imagine it'll taste just the same.
    • [gives Harry a box]
    • Hagrid: Painted it myself, words and all.
    • [Dudley looks jealous]
    • [opens the box, to reveal a cake that says HAPPEE BIRTHDAE HARRY on it]
    • Harry: Thank you.
    • Hagrid: It's not every day your young man turns eleven, eh?
    • [looks at Dudley's watch, it is now his birthday, and blows on the dusty, sand-like floor, when someone is trying to break in, w]
    • [come's into Dudley and Harry's room with a rifle and Aunt Petunia]
    • Uncle Vernon: Who's there?
    • [the door breaks open, and everyone screams in terror]
    • Hagrid: Sorry about that.
    • [puts door back on]
    • Uncle Vernon: I demand that you leave at once! You are breaking an entry!
    • [walks over to Vernon]
    • Hagrid: Dry up, Dursley, you great prune!
    • [bends the rifle's end up and Vernon shoots and walks over to Dudley]
    • [notices Harry Potter scribbling in class]
    • Professor Severus Snape: Mr. Potter, our new celebrity.
    • [Hermione's hand is still raised]
    • [looks at Hermione]
    • Harry: I don't know, sir.
    • Professor Severus Snape: Pity. Clearly, fame isn't everything, it it, Mr. Potter?
    • [Draco Malfoy smirks]
    • [Ron looks at Harry, who looks confused]
    • Professor Severus Snape: Tell me, what would I get if I added powdered root of asphodel to an infusion of wormwood?
    • [Hermione raises hand, which Snape ignores and turns his attention to Harry, who shakes his head]
    • Professor Severus Snape: You don't know? Well, let's try again. Where, Mr. Potter, would you look if I asked you to find me a bezoar?
    • [Hermione riases hand again]
    • Harry: I don't know, sir.
    • [Ron looks at Harry again]
    • Professor Severus Snape: And what is the difference between monkshood and wolfsbane?
    • [walks into the girls bathroom and sees a troll, which attacks her with a club as soon as Harry and Ron rush in]
    • Ron: What?
    • Harry: Anything!
    • [Ron pulls out his wand]
    • Harry: Hurry up!
    • [to Ron]
    • Hermione: Swish and flick!
    • Ron: Wingardium Leviosa!
    • [the troll's club comes out of its hand and drops on his head, which knocks it out and leaves a pile of dust]
    • Hermione: Is it... dead?
    • Harry: I don't think so, just knocked out.
    • Harry: HERMIONE, MOVE!
    • [he and Ron throw pieces of broken wood at the giant troll, which doesn't notice and grabs Hermione]
    • Ron: Hey, pea brain!
    • [throws a giant peace of wood at the troll, which drops Hermione, but attacks her with the club]
    • Hermione: Help!
    • [Harry jumps onto the troll's club and then onto its head, which makes the troll jerk around its head]
    • [puts his wand into the troll's nose, while the troll grabs Harry and holds him upside down]
    • Harry: Do something!
    • [the troll tries to hit Harry with the club]
    • [Harry and Marcus Flint both see the golden snitch and race for it on their broomsticks, while Harry falls off his and looks sic]
    • Hagrid: Looks like he's gonna be sick!
    • [Harry spits out the golden snitch]
    • Lee Jordan: He's got the snitch! Harry Potter receives one-hundred and fifty points for catching the snitch!
    • [flying on broomstick]
    • Madame Hooch: Gryffindor wins!
    • [the Gryffindor crowd cheers and Snape looks disgusted]
    • Hagrid: Yes!
    • [Harry holds up the snitch and the crowd cheers even more]
    • [walks onto Privet Drive and takes out lights with tool]
    • Dumbledore: I should have known that you would be here, Professor McGonagall.
    • Dumbledore: Ah, Professor, I would trust Hagrid with my life.
    • [Hagrid appears on a flying motorcycle with baby Harry Potter]
    • Hagrid: Professor Dumbledore, sir, Professor McGonagall.
    • Dumbledore: No problems, I trust, Hagrid?
    • Hagrid: No, sir. Little tike fell asleep just as we were flyin' over Bristol. Try not to wake him.
    • [gives Harry to Dumbledore and McGonagall]
    • Hagrid: There yeh go.
    • Professor McGonagall: Albus, do you really think it's safe to leave him with these people? I've watched them all day, they're the worst sort of Muggles imaginable! They really are.
    • Dumbledore: They're the only family he has.
    • Professor McGonagall: This boy will be famous. There won't be a child in the world who won't know his name!
    • [to Professor McGonagall, who is a cat]
    • Dumbledore: Exactly. He's far better off growing up away from that, until he's ready.
    • [puts Harry on the Dursley's front step and looks at Hagrid, who is crying]
    • Dumbledore: There there, Hagrid, it's not really goodbye after all.
    • [Hagrid nods, while Dumbledore leaves a letter for the Dursleys on Harry]
    • Dumbledore: Good luck, Harry Potter.
    • [the camera shoots to Harry's scar]
    • [transforms into a human]
    • Professor McGonagall: Good evening, Professor Dumbledore.
    • [walks with Dumbledore]
    • Professor McGonagall: Are the rumors true, Albus?
    • Dumbledore: I'm afraid so, Professor. The good... and the bad.
    • Professor McGonagall: And the boy?
    • Dumbledore: Hagrid is bringing him.
    • Professor McGonagall: Do you think it wise to trust Hagrid with something this important?
    • [to Harry]
    • Uncle Vernon: There's no such thing as magic!
    • [repeated line]
    • Hagrid: Shouldn't have told yeh tha'.
    • Fred Weasley: I'm not Fred, he is!
    • George Weasley: Honestly, woman, you call yourself our mother?
    • Ron: Do you really have that... scar?
    • Hermione: It's Wingardium LevioSA, not LevioSAR.
    • Dumbledore: Alas, earwax.
    • Harry: I'm a what?
    • [about presents]
    • Dudley Dursley: How many are there?
    • Uncle Vernon: 36, counted them myself.
    • Mr. Ollivander: After all, He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named did great things. Terrible, yes, but great.
    • Draco Malfoy: You don't want to go making friends with the wrong sort. I can help you there.
    • [holds out hand]
    • Percy Weasley: Keep an eye on the staircases, they like to change.
    • Molly Weasley: Okay, Fred, you next.
    • Aunt Petunia: We had to say something!
    • Professor Severus Snape: You don't want me as your enemy, Quirrell.
    • Professor Quirrel: What is this magic?
    • Voldemort: Fool, get the stone!
    • [Harry grabs Quirrell's face, and he blisters painfully, but then crumbles from existence, a horcrux all along. There is nothing]
    • Draco Malfoy: I'm sorry, Professor, but I think I heard you wrong. Did you say four, because there's only three.
    • Professor McGonagall: Well, you were out of bed, too, weren't you?
    • [the Dursleys are sitting in the lounge, peacefully. It is Sunday and no letters have arrived]
    • Uncle Vernon: Fine day, Sunday. In my opinion, best day of the week.
    • Uncle Vernon: No blasted letters *today*! No, sir! Not one single bloody letter! Not *one*!
    • [the owls hoot outside the window]
    • Uncle Vernon: No sir! Not one blasted, miserable -
    • [a letter whizzes toward Vernon and hits him in the face. The Dursleys and Harry hear a rumble and a whole lot of letters shoot ]
    • Uncle Vernon: Give me that! Give me that letter!
    • [Harry runs to his room underneath the staircase and Vernon grabs him, trying to get the letter]
    • [getting grabbed by Vernon]
    • Harry: Get off!
    • [Petunia screams as more letters shoot toward her and Vernon screams as the letters topple him, whilst still grabbing Harry]
    • Harry: They're *my* letters! Let go of me!
    • [even more letters shoot through the mailbox]
    • [turns to Dudley]
    • [Vernon has had enough of the letters and starts yelling]
    • Uncle Vernon: THAT'S IT! WE'RE GOING AWAY! FAR AWAY! WHERE THEY CAN'T FIND US!
    • [to Petunia]
    • Dudley Dursley: Daddy's gone mad, hasn't he?
    • [Petunia looks at Vernon in shock]
    • Uncle Vernon: Why is that, Dudley?
    • [Dudley shrugs]
    • [Harry serves the Dursleys biscuits on a platter]
    • Harry: Because there's no post on Sundays?
    • Uncle Vernon: Right you are, Harry!
    • [Vernon takes a biscuit from the platter that Harry served them]
    • Uncle Vernon: No post on Sundays. Ha!
    • [Harry stares out to see a parliament of owls outside Privet Drive]
    • [Harry is in his room, under the stairs, playing with his toy horse, when he hears a drilling noise]
    • Uncle Vernon: No more mail through this letterbox!
    • [Harry opens the door to see Vernon drilling a piece of wood through the mail slot to stop any letters coming in]
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