Harry Potter And The Half-blood Prince Page #6

to divulge his true memory.

Any way you can.

I don't know him

that well, sir.

This memory is everything.

Without it, we are blind.

Without it, we leave

the fate of our world to chance.

You have no choice.

You must not fail.

I highly recommend,

reacquaint yourself

with the chapter

on antidotes.

Now, I'll tell you more about

bezoars in our next class.

Right, off you go.

Elise, don't forget your rat tail.

Aha! It isn't

the Prince of Potions himself!

What do I owe

this pleasure?

Oh, sir, I wondered

if I wanted to ask you something.

Ask away, dear boy.

Ask away.

Well, you see the other day,

I was in the library

in the restricted section,

and I came across something

rather odd

about a very rare piece of magic.

Yes, what was

this rare piece of magic?

Well, I don't know,

but I can't remember the name exactly.

But it just got me wondering,

are there some kinds of magic

you're not allowed

to teach us?

I'm Potions Master,

Harry,

I think your question better be

posed to Professor Snape.

Yes, he and I don't

exactly see eye-to-eye, sir.

What I mean

to say is...

Well, he's not like you.

He might misunderstand.

Yes, it would be no light

without the dark.

And so

it is with magic,

myself I always strive

to live within the light.

I suggest

you do the same.

Is that what you told Tom Riddle, sir,

when he came asking questions?

Dumbledore put you up to this,

didn't he?

Didn't he?

Yes?

Oh, it's you, Potter.

I-I'm sorry,

I'm busy at the moment.

That's beautiful,

isn't it?

The moon.

Divine.

Had ourselves a little

late night snack, did we?

It was on your bed, the box.

I just thought I'd try one.

Or twenty?

I can't stop

thinking about her, Harry.

Honestly, you know, I reckon

she was starting to annoy you.

She could never annoy me.

I think I love her.

Well, brilliant.

Do you think

she knows I exist?

I very well hope so.

She's been snogging you

for three months.

Snogging?

Who are you talking about?

Who are you talking about?

Romilda, of course.

Romilda Vane.

Okay, very funny.

What was that for?

It's no joke.

- I'm in love with her!

- Alright, fine.

You're in love with her.

Have you ever actually met her?

No.

Can you introduce me?

Come on, Ron.

I will introduce you to Romilda Vane.

I'm sorry, sir.

I wouldn't bother you

if it weren't absolutely essential.

- Where's Romilda?

- What's the matter with Wimby?

Very powerful love potion.

Very well,

better bring him in.

I always thought you could whip up

a remedy for this is in no time, Harry.

Well, I-I thought this called

for more practised hands, sir.

Hello, darling.

Fancy a drink?

Perhaps, you're right.

I'm sorry, by the way, Professor,

about earlier today.

Our misunderstanding.

Oh, not at all.

Old water under the bridge, you know.

Correct?

Well, I expect you're tired a bit,

after all these years.

And the questions

about Voldemort.

Don't use that name!

Here you go, boy.

Bottom's up.

- What's this?

- Tonic for the nerves.

What happened to me?

- A love potion.

- A bloody strong one at there.

- I feel really bad.

- You need to pick me up, my boy.

Got butterbeer, wine,

dazzling oak-matured mead.

I had other intentions for this,

but I think, given the circumstances.

Here you are, Potter.

To life!

Ron!

Ron!

Professor, do something.

I-I don't understand!

Come on, Ron,

breathe!

These girls...

They're gonna kill me.

Quick thinking on your part,

Harry, using a bezoar.

You should be very proud

of your student, Horace.

Ah, yes.

Very proud.

I think we agree

Potter's actions were heroic.

The question is:

Why were they necessary?

I, indeed.

This appears to be a gift,

Horace.

You don't remember

who gave you this bottle?

By the way,

it possesses remarkably

subtle hints

of liquorice and cherry.

When not polluted

with poison.

Actually, I had intended

to give it as a gift, myself.

To whom,

might I ask?

To you, headmaster.

Where is he?

Where's my Won-Won?

Has he been

asking for me?

What's she doing here?

I might ask you

the same question.

I happen to be

his girlfriend.

And I happen to be his...

friend.

Don't make me laugh.

You haven't spoken

in weeks.

I suppose you want

to make up with him

now that he's suddenly

all interesting.

He's been poisoned,

you daft dimbo!

And for the record,

I've always found him interesting.

See?

He senses my presence.

Don't worry, Won-Won.

I'm here.

I'm here.

Hermione.

Hermione.

Hermione.

Oh to be young

and to feel love's keen sting.

Well, come over,

everybody.

Mr. Weasley's well attended.

About time,

don't you think?

Thank you.

Just shut up.

Stop it, Ron.

You're making it snow.

Tell me how I broke up

with Lavender again.

Well, she came to visit you

in the hospital.

And you talked.

I don't believe it was

a particularly long conversation.

Don't get me wrong.

I'm bloody thrilled to be shot of her's.

She seems a bit...

put out.

Yes, um...

She does, isn't she?

You say you don't remember

anything from that night.

Anything at all?

There is something.

It can't be.

I was completely boggled,

didn't I?

Boggled.

Harry...

That's Katie.

Katie Bell.

Katie,

how are you?

I know you're going

to ask, Harry.

But I don't know

who cursed me.

I've been trying

to remember. Honestly.

But I just can't.

Katie.

I know what you did,

Malfoy.

You hexed it,

didn't you?

Sectumsempra!

You have

to get rid of it.

Today.

Take my hand.

It's the Room of Requirement.

We need to hide

the Half-Blood Prince's book.

Where no one'll ever find it.

Including you.

- What was that?

- What was that?

See, you never know

what you'll find up here.

Alright, close your eyes.

That way you can't be tempted.

Close your eyes.

S u B:

V e R d i K

That can stay hidden

up here too if you like.

So, did you and Ginny

do it then?

What?

Well, hide the book?

Oh, yeah.

Oh, g--

Still no luck with Slughorn then,

I take it?

Luck.

That's it.

All I need is a bit of luck.

Well, how do you feel?

Excellent.

Really excellent.

Remember, Slughorn usually

leaves early, takes a walk,

and then

returns to his office.

Right.

I'm going down to Hagrid's.

What?

No, Harry, you've got

to go to speak to Slughorn.

We have a plan.

I know but I've got a really

good feeling about Hagrid's.

I feel it's--it's

the place to be tonight.

Do you know

what I mean?

- No.

- No.

Well, trust me.

I know what I'm doing.

Or Felix does.

Hi!

- Merlin's beard, Harry!

- Sorry, sir.

I should have announced myself.

Clear my throat.

Coughed.

You probably thought

I was Professor Sprout?

Definitely.

What makes you think?

Ah well,

just your general behaviour, sir.

Just sneaking around,

jumping when you saw me.

- Are those tentacular leaves, sir?

- Yes.

They're very valuable,

aren't they?

Ten galleons a leaf

to the right buyer.

Not that I'm familiar with

any such back alley transactions

but one does hear rumours.

My only interests

Rate this script:2.9 / 8 votes