Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets Page #8

LOCATION:
Hogwarts – fifty years ago – corridors to dungeons - night

LOCATION:
Hogwarts – fifty years ago – dungeons - night

HAGRID:
Let’s get yeh out of there.

TOM RIDDLE:
Evening, Hagrid. I’m going to have to turn you in, Hagrid. I

don’t think you meant it to kill anyone, but--

HAGRID:
You can’t! You don’t understand.

TOM RIDDLE:
The dead girl’s parents will be here tomorrow. The least Hogwarts

can do is make sure the thing that killed their daughter is slaughtered.

HAGRID:
It wasn’t him. Aragog never killed no one! Never!

TOM RIDDLE:
Monsters don’t make good pets, Hagrid. Now, stand aside.

HAGRID:
No!

TOM RIDDLE:
Stand aside, Hagrid!

HAGRID:
No!

TOM RIDDLE:
Cistem aperio! Arania exumai!

HAGRID:
Aragog! Aragog!

TOM RIDDLE:
I can’t let you go. They’ll have your wand for this, Hagrid.

You’ll be expelled.

HARRY:
Hagrid! Haagriid!

LOCATION:
Hogwarts – Gryffindor Common Room - night

HARRY:
Woah!

Scene 24:
Petrified.

LOCATION:
Hogwarts – exterior - daytime

LOCATION:
Hogwarts – grounds - daytime

HARRY:
It was Hagrid. Hagrid opened the Chanter of Secrets fifty years ago.

HERMIONE:
It can’t be Hagrid. It just can’t be.

RON:
We don’t even know this Tom Riddle. He sounds like a dirty, rotten

snitch to me.

HARRY:
The monster had killed somebody, Ron. What would any of us have done?

HERMIONE:
Look. Hagrid’s our friend. Why don’t we just go and ask him about

it?

RON:
That’ll be a cheerful visit! “Hello, Hagrid! Tell us, have you been

setting anything mad and hairy loose in the castle lately?”

HAGRID:
Mad and hairy? You wouldn’t be talking about me now, would ya?

HARRY, RON, HERMIONE: No!

HARRY:
W- what’s that you’ve got, Hagrid?

HAGRID:
Oh, It’s a- Flesh-Eatin’ Slug Repellent. For the Mandrakes, ya know.

Now, accordin’ to Professor Sprout, they’ve still got a bit o’ growing up to

do. But, once their acne’s cleared up, we’ll be able to chop ‘em up and stew

‘em, and then we’ll get those people down at the hospital un-Petrified. In

the meantime, though, you three had best be lookin’ after yourselves. All

right? Hmm.

HAGRID:
Hello, Neville!

NEVILLE:
Harry- I don’t know who did it, but you’d better come! Come on!

LOCATION:
Hogwarts – Gryffindor boys’ dormitory

HERMIONE:
It had to be a Gryffindor. Nobody else knows our password- unless

it wasn’t a student.

RON:
Who ever it was, they must have been looking for something.

HARRY:
And they found it. Tom Riddle’s diary is gone.

LOCATION:
Hogwarts – Quidditch team tent - daytime

WOOD:
Alright, listen up. We play our game, Hufflepuff doesn’t stand a

chance. We’re stronger, quicker and smarter.

FRED:
And not to mention, they’re dead scared that Harry’ll Petrify them if

they fly anywhere near him.

WOOD:
Well, that too. Professor McGonagall.

PROFESSOR MCGONAGALL: This match has been cancelled.

WOOD:
We can’t cancel Quidditch.

PROFESSOR MCGONAGALL: Silence, Wood. You and your teammates will go to

Gryffindor Tower, now. Potter, you and I will find Mr. Weasley. There’s

something the both of you have to see.

LOCATION:
Hogwarts – Hospital wing - daytime

PROFESSOR MCGONAGALL: I warn you, this could be a wee bit of a shock.

RON:
Hermione!

PROFESSOR MCGONAGALL: She was found near the Library, along with this. Does

it mean anything to either of you?

HARRY:
No.

LOCATION:
Hogwarts – Gryffindor common room - daytime

PROFESSOR MCGONAGALL: Could I have your attention please? Because of recent

events, these new rules will be put into effect immediately. “All students

will return to their house common rooms by six o’clock every evening. All

students will be escorted to each lesson by a teacher. No exceptions.” I

should tell you this: unless the culprit behind these attacks is caught, it

is likely the school will be closed.

HARRY:
We’ve got to talk to Hagrid, Ron. I can’t believe it’s him, but if he

did set the monster loose last time, he’ll know how to get inside the Chamber

of Secrets, and that’s a start.

RON:
But you heard McGonagall! We’re not allowed to leave the tower except

for class.

HARRY:
I think it’s time to get my Dad’s old cloak out again.

Scene 25:
Cornelius Fudge.

LOCATION:
Hogwarts – Hagrid’s hut – exterior - night

LOCATION:
Hogwarts – Hagrid’s hut – interior - night

HAGRID:
Who’s there? Hello? Hello?

HARRY:
What’s that for?

HAGRID:
Oh, nothing. I- I was expecting, ah... It doesn’t matter- come on inI

just made a pot o’ tea.

HARRY:
Hagrid, are you okay?

HAGRID:
I’m fine! I’m alright.

HARRY:
Did you hear about Hermione?

HAGRID:
Oh, yeah. I heard about that, all righ’.

HARRY:
Look, we have to ask you something. Do you know who’s opened the

Chamber of Secrets?

HAGRID:
What you had to understand about that is— (knock, knock, knock) Quick

under the cloak. Don’t say a word. Be quiet, both o’ you... Professor

Dumbledore, sir!

DUMBLEDORE:
Good evening, Hagrid. I wonder, could we...?

HAGRID:
Of course! Come in! Come in.

RON:
That’s Dad’s boss! Cornelius Fudge, Minister of Magic!

CORNELIUS FUDGE:
Bad business, Hagrid. Very bad business. Had to come-- three

attacks on Muggle-borns. Things have gone far enough. The Ministry’s got to

act.

HAGRID:
Oh, but I never- you know I never, Professor!

DUMBLEDORE:
I want it understood, Cornelius, that Hagrid has my full

confidence.

CORNELIUS FUDGE:
Albus look, Hagrid’s record is against him. I’ve got to take

him.

HAGRID:
Take me? Take me where? Not Azkaban Prison?

CORNELIUS FUDGE:
I’m afraid we have no choice, Hagrid.

LUCIUS MALFOY:
Already here, Fudge? Good...

HAGRID:
What’re you doin’ here? Get outta my house!

LUCIUS MALFOY:
Believe me, I take absolutely no pleasure being inside your--

you call this a house? Huh! No. I simply called at the school, and was told

the headmaster was here.

DUMBLEDORE:
Well, what exactly is it that you want with me?

LUCIUS MALFOY:
The other governors and I have decided it’s time for you to

step aside. This is an order of suspension. You’ll find all twelve signatures

on it. I’m afraid we feel you’ve rather lost your touch. Well, what, with all

these attacks, there’ll be no Muggle-borns left at Hogwarts. I can only

imagine what an awful loss that would be to the school.

HAGRID:
Yeh can’ take Professor Dumbledore away. Take him away, an’ the

Muggle-borns won’ stand a chance! You mark my words, there’ll be killin’s

next!

LUCIUS MALFOY:
You think so?

DUMBLEDORE:
Calm yourself, Hagrid. If the governors desire my removal, I

will, of course, step aside. However, you will find that help will always be

given at Hogwarts to those who ask for it.

LUCIUS MALFOY:
Admirable sentiments. Shall we? Fudge!

CORNELIUS FUDGE:
Come, Hagrid... Well?

HAGRID:
Ahem! If, uh, if anybody was looking for some stuff, then all they’d

have to do would be to follow the spiders. Yup! That would lead them right!

That’s all I have to say. Oh, and someone’ll need to feed Fang while I’m

away.

FANG:
(Grrr...)

CORNELIUS FUDGE:
Good boy.

RON:
Hagrid’s right! With Dumbledore gone, there’ll be an attack a day!

HARRY:
Look! Well, come on. Come on, Fang!

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