Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone Script

The Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone

H: Harry; D: Dunbledore; Hag: Hagrid; Mc: McGonagall; Pet: Aunt Petunia; Ver: Uncle Vernon; Dud: Dudley;

Gob: Goblin; Oth(s): Unknown(s)/ extra(s); R: Ron Weasley; HG: Hermione; Mrs. W: Mrs. Weasley, P: Percy;

Snake: Snake from zoo Q: Quirrell; Tom: Bartender from the Leaky Cauldron; Griphook: Goblin from Gringotts; Olli: Ollivander;

G: George Weasley; F: Fred Weasley; Ginny: Ginny Weasley; N: Neville; SH: Sorting Hat;

M: Draco Malfoy; SF: Seamus Finnigan; Sir N: Sir Nicholas (Nearly-Headless-Nick); S: Severus Snape;

MH: Madame Hooch; F: Filch; OW: Oliver Wood; Fl: Professor Flitwick; Pic: Picture on a Hogwarts wall;

FL: The Fat Lady; *: Not positive who; Fil: Filch; HogGos: Hogwart Ghosts; V: Voldemort

Underlined: Book title; Italics: Spell

D: I should've known you would have been here Professor McGonagall.

Mc: Good evening Professor Dumbledore. Are the rumors true Albus?

D: I'm afraid so Professor. The good and the bad.

D: Hagrid is bringing him.

Mc: Do you think it wise to trust Hagrid w/ something as important as this?

D: Ah, Prof. I would trust Hagrid w/ my life

Hag: Professor. Dumbledore, sir. Professor McGonagall.

D; No problems I trust Hagrid?

Hag: No, sir. Little tyke fell asleep as we were flying over Bristol. Try not to wake him. There you go.

Mc : Albus, do really think it's safe leaving him with these people? I've watched them all day. There're the worst sort of Muggles imaginable. They really are- -

D: The only family he has.

Mc: This boy will be famous. There won't be a child in our world who doesn't know his name.

D: Exactly. He's far better off growing up away from all of that. Until he is ready. There, there Hagrid. It's not really goodbye after all. Good Luck, Harry Potter.

Pet.: Up. Get up! Now!

Dud: Wake up cousin! We're going to the zoo!

Pet: Here he comes the birthday boy!

Ver: happy birthday son.

Pet: Why don't you just cook the breakfast and try not to burn anything.

H: Yes Aunt Petunia.

Pet: I want everything to be perfect for my Dudley's special day!

Ver: Hurry up! Bring my coffee boy!

H: yes Uncle Vernon.

Pet: Aren't they wonderful darling?

Dud: How many are there?

V: 36, Counted them myself.

Dud: 36?! BUT LAST YEAR LAST YEAR I HAD 37!!!

V: Yes, but some of them are a bit bigger than last year's!

Dud: I don't care how big they are!

Pet: Now, now, now, this is what we're going to do. Is that when we go out we're going to buy you 2 new presents. How's that pumpkin?

Pet: It should be a lovely day at the zoo. I'm really looking forward to it.

V: I'm warning you now boy. Any funny business, any at all and you won't have any meals for a week. Get in.

H: Sorry about him he doesn't understand what it's like, lying there day after day watching people press their ugly faces in on you. Can you hear me? It's just I've never talked to a snake before. Do you� Do you talk to people often? You're from Burma, aren't you? Was it nice there? Did you miss your family? I see. That's me as well. I never knew my parents either.

Dud: Mummy, Dad, come here you won't believe what this snake is doing! Woah! Woah! Ah!

Dud: Mum! Mummy! Help me!

P: My darling boy! How did you get in there! Who did this? How did you get in there? Is there a snake?

P: It's all right sweetheart. We'll get you out of these terrible clothes.

H: I swear, I don't know! One minute the glass was there then it was gone, it was like magic!

V: There's no such thing as magic.

V: Oh Marge is ill. Ate a funny whelk.

Dud: Dad! Look! Harry's got a letter!

H: Hey give it back! It's mine!

V: Yours? Who'd be writing to you?

V: No more mail through this letterbox.

Pet: Have a lovely day at the office, dear.

V: Fine day Sunday. In my opinion best day of the week. And why is that Dudley?

H: Because there's no post on Sundays.

V: Right you are Harry. No post on Sunday. Ha! No blasted letters today! No, sir! Not one single bloody letter! Not one! No sir, not one blasted, miserable- -

Dud: Make it stop, please!

Dud: Mummy what's happening?

V: Give me that! Give me that letter!

H: Get off! They're my letters! Let go of me!

V: That's it! We're going away, far away! Where they can't find us!

Dud: Daddy's gone mad hasn't he?

H: Make a wish, Harry.

Hag: Sorry 'bout that.

V: I demand that you leave at once. You are breaking and entering.

Hag: Dry up Dursley you great prune. Well, I haven't seen you since you was a baby Harry. But you're a bit more along then I would have expected; particularly around the middle.

Dud: I'm not... I'm not Harry.

Hag: Well of course you are! Got something for you. Afraid I might have sat on it at some point but I imagine it'll taste fine just the same. Baked it myself, words and all.

Hag: It's not everyday your young man turns 11 now it is?

H: Excuse me, but who are you?

Hag: Rubeus Hagrid, Keeper of Keys and Grounds at Hogwarts. Of course you know all about Hogwarts

Hag: No? Blimey Harry didn't you ever wonder didn't you ever wonder how your mum and dad learned it all?

Hag: You're a wizard Harry.

Hag: A wizard. And a thumpin' good one I'd wager once you've trained up a bit.

H: No, you've made a mistake. I mean I can't be a wizard... I mean I'm Harry, Just Harry.

Hag: Well, "Just Harry" did you ever make anything happen? Anything you couldn't explain, when you were angry or scared? Um Hum.

H: Dear Mr. Potter, we are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

V: He will not be going! We swore when we took him in that we would put a stop to all of this rubbish!

H: You knew? We knew all along and you never told me?

Pet: Of course we knew. How could you not be? My perfect being who she was. Oh I remember the day she got her letter. My parents were so proud. We have a witch in the family. Isn't it wonderful? I was the only one who saw 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 got herself blown up, and we got landed with you.

H: Blown up?! You told me my parents died in a car crash!

Hag: A car crash? A car crash killed Lily and James Potter?

Pat: We had to say something!

Hag: It's an outrage. It's a scandal.

V: He will not be going.

Hag: Oh and I suppose a great Muggle like yourself is gonna stop him.

Hag: Non- magic folk. This boy's had his name down since he were born. He's going to the finest school of witchcraft and wizardry in the world. And he'll be under the finest headmaster that Hogwarts has ever seen, Albus Dumbledore�

V: I will not pay to have some crack pot old fool teach him magic tricks!

Hag: Never insult Albus Dumbledore in front of me� I'd appreciate it if you didn't tell anyone at Hogwarts about that. Strictly speaking I'm not supposed to do magic.

Hag: We're a bit behind schedule. Best be off. Unless you'd rather stay, of course.