Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban Page #7

- Don't be a fool.

- He can't help it. It's habit.

- Be quiet.

- Be quiet yourself!

You two, quarrelling

like an old married couple.

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.

It's said to be nearly unbearable

to witness, but I'll do my best.

Severus, please.

After you.

Expelliarmus!

- Harry! What did you just do?

- You attacked a teacher!

- Tell me about Peter.

- 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

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!

- Not you! Your rat!

- Scabbers has been in my family for...

- Twelve years?

Curiously long life

for a common garden rat!

- He's missing a toe, isn't he?

- So what?

- All they could find of Pettigrew was his...

- Finger!

Dirty coward cut it off

so everyone would think he was dead!

- And then he transformed into a rat!

- Show me.

- Give it to him, Ron.

- What are you trying to do to him?

Scabbers!

Leave him alone! Get off him!

What are you doing?

Remus?

Sirius.

My old friends!

Harry! Look at you.

You look so much like your father.

- James. We were the best of friends...

- How dare you speak to Harry!

How dare you talk about James

in front of him!

- You sold James and Lily to Voldemort!

- I didn't mean to!

The Dark Lord. You have no idea

the weapons he possesses!

Ask yourself, Sirius!

What would you have done?

- What would you have done?

- Died, rather than betray my friends!

James wouldn't have wanted

me killed!

Your dad would have spared me!

He would have shown me mercy!

Should have realized if Voldemort

didn't kill you, we would. Together!

No!

- Harry, this man...

- I know what he is.

But we'll take him to the castle.

- Bless you, boy. Bless you!

- Get off!

I said we'd take you to the castle.

After that,

the dementors can have you.

Sorry about the bite.

I reckon that twinges a bit.

A bit? A bit?

You almost tore my leg off!

I was going for the rat.

Normally, I have a very sweet

disposition as a dog.

More than once, James suggested

that I make the change permanent.

The tail I could live with.

But the fleas, they're murder.

Okay.

- You better go.

- No. Don't worry, okay?

It's fine. I'll stay.

You go, I'll stay.

- You okay?

- I'm fine. Go.

- That looks really painful.

- So painful.

They might chop it.

I'm sure Madam Pomfrey

will fix it in a heartbeat.

It's too late. It's ruined.

It'll have to be chopped off.

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.

I didn't think my dad

would have wanted his best friends...

...to become killers.

Besides, dead,

the truth dies with him.

Alive, you're free.

Turn me into a flobberworm.

Anything but the dementors!

Ron! Haven't I been a good pet?

You won't let them give me...

...to the dementors, will you?

I was your rat!

- Sweet, clever girl! Surely you won't...

- Get away from her!

I don't know if you know, Harry...

...but when you were born, James

and Lily made me your godfather.

I know.

I can understand if you choose

to stay with your aunt and uncle...

...but if you ever wanted

a different home...

What? Come and live with you?

It's just a thought.

I can understand if you don't want to.

Harry!

Remus, my old friend.

Have you taken your potion tonight?

You know the man you truly are, Remus!

This heart is where you truly live! Here!

This flesh is only flesh!

Expelliarmus!

Harry!

Remus! Remus!

Run! Run!

- Come on.

- Wait. Wait.

Hermione! Bad idea. Bad idea.

Professor?

Professor Lupin?

Nice doggy. Nice doggy!

There you are, Potter!

Sirius!

Come back here, Potter!

Sirius!

No. Sirius!

Expecto Patronum!

Harry?

I saw my dad.

What?

He sent the dementors away.

I saw him across the lake.

Harry, they've captured Sirius.

Any minute the dementors

are gonna perform the Kiss.

- They're gonna kill him?

- No. It's worse.

Much worse.

They're going to suck out his soul.

Headmaster, stop them.

- They've got the wrong man.

- It's true. Sirius is innocent.

- It's Scabbers who did it.

- Scabbers?

He's my rat, sir.

He's not really a rat. He was a rat.

He was my brother Percy's rat.

- But then they gave him an owl...

- The point is, we know the truth.

- Please believe us.

- I do, Miss Granger.

But the word of three 13-year-old

wizards will convince few others.

A child's voice,

however honest and true...

...is meaningless to those

who have forgotten how to listen.

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.

Three turns should do it, I think.

Oh, and 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...

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.

Hermione!

Hermione! Hermione, wait.

Hermione, will you please tell me

what it is we're doing?

You foul, loathsome,

evil little cockroach!

That's us.

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.

Good punch.

Thanks.

Malfoy's coming.

- Run.

- Not a word to anyone, understood?

I'm gonna get that jumped-up

mudblood! Mark my words.

- That felt good.

- Not good, brilliant.

Come on. We should be at Hagrid's.

Look. Buckbeak's still alive.

Of course.

Remember what Dumbledore said?

If we succeed, more than one

innocent life could be spared.

Let's go.

Here they come. I'd better hurry.

Fudge has to see Buckbeak

before we steal him.

Otherwise, he'll think Hagrid

set him free.

Scabbers, you're alive!

- Keep a closer eye on your pet.

- That's Pettigrew.

- Harry, you can't.

- He betrayed my parents.

- You don't expect me to sit here.

- Yes, and you must!

Harry, you're in Hagrid's hut now.

If you go bursting in,

you'll think you've gone mad.

Awful things happen to wizards

who meddle with time.

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