Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone Page #5

What that dog is guarding is|between Dumbledore and Nicholas Flamel.

Nicholas Flamel?

I shouldn't have said that.|I should not have said that.

Nicholas Flamel.|Who's Nicholas Flamel?

I don't know.

Merry Christmas

Ring the Hogwart bell

Merry Christmas

Cast a Christmas spell

Knight to e5.

Queen to e5.

That's totally barbaric!

That's wizard's chess.|I see you've packed.

I see you haven't.

Change of plans. My parents went|to Romania to visit my brother Charlie.

- He's studying dragons there.|- Good. You can help Harry.

He's going to the library|to look up Nicholas Flamel.

We've looked a hundred times!

Not in the restricted section.|Happy Christmas.

I think we've had|a bad influence on her.

Harry, wake up!|Come on, Harry, wake up!

- Happy Christmas, Harry.|- Happy Christmas, Ron.

What are you wearing?

Oh, my mum made it.|Looks like you've got one too.

- I've got presents?|- Yeah.

There they are.

"Your father left this|in my possession before he died.

It is time it was returned to you.|Use it well."

- What is it?|- Some kind of cloak.

Well, let's see, then. Put it on.

My body's gone!

I know what that is.|That's an invisibility cloak!

I'm invisible?

They're really rare.|I wonder who gave it to you.

There was no name.|It just said, "Use it well".

Fifteenth-Century Fiends.

Flamel. Nicholas Flamel.|Where are you?

Who's there?

I know you're in there.|You can't hide.

Who is it? Show yourself.

Severus, I...

You don't want me|as your enemy, Quirrell.

- I don't know what you mean.|- You know perfectly well what I mean.

We'll have another little chat soon.

When you've had time to decide|where your loyalties lie.

Professors. I found this|in the restricted section.

It's still hot. That means|there's a student out of bed.

Mum?

Dad?

Ron, you've really gotta see this!|Ron, you've gotta see this!

Ron, come on, get out of bed!

- Why?|- There's something you've got to see!

Come on! Come!|Come look, it's my parents!

I only see us.

Look in properly.|Go on, stand there.

- There. You see them, don't you?|- That's me! Only I'm head boy.

And I'm holding the Quidditch Cup.

And bloody hell!|I'm Quidditch captain too!

I look good.

Harry, do you think this mirror|shows the future?

How can it?|Both my parents are dead.

Back again, Harry?

I see that you,|like many before you...

...have discovered the delights|of the Mirror of Erised.

I trust by now|you realize what it does.

Let me give you a clue.

The happiest man on earth...

...would look in the mirror|and see only himself...

...exactly as he is.

So then, it shows us what we want.|Whatever we want.

Yes. And no.

It shows us nothing more or less...

...than the deepest and most desperate|desires of our hearts.

Now you, Harry, who have|never known your family...

...you see them standing beside you.

But remember this, Harry.

This mirror gives us|neither knowledge...

...or truth.

Men have wasted away in front of it.|Even gone mad.

That is why tomorrow|it will be moved to a new home.

And I must ask you...

...not to go looking for it again.

It does not do to dwell on dreams...

...and forget to live.

I had you looking in the wrong section.|How could I be so stupid?

I checked this out weeks ago|for a bit of light reading.

This is light?

Of course! Here it is!

Nicholas Flamel is the only known|maker of the Philosopher's Stone.

The what?

Honestly, don't you two read?

"The Philosopher's Stone is a legendary|substance with astonishing powers."

"It'll transform any metal|into pure gold...

...and produces the Elixir of Life|which will make the drinker immortal."

- Immortal?|- It means you'll never die.

I know what it means!

"The only Stone currently in existence|belongs to Mr. Nicholas Flamel...

...the noted alchemist who last year|celebrated his 665th birthday."

That's what Fluffy's guarding.

That's what's under the trap door.|The Philosopher's Stone.

Don't wish to be rude,|but I'm in no state to entertain.

We know about the Philosopher's Stone.

- We think Snape's trying to steal it.|- Are you still on about him?

We know he's after it.|We don't know why.

Snape is one of the teachers|protecting the Stone. He won't steal it.

What?

You heard. Come on,|I'm a bit preoccupied today.

Wait a minute.|"One of the teachers?"

There are other things|defending the Stone, aren't there?

- Spells, enchantments.|- Right.

Waste of bloody time, if you ask me.

Ain't no one gonna get past Fluffy.

Ain't a soul knows how,|except for me and Dumbledore.

I shouldn't have told you that.|I should not have told you that.

- Hagrid, what exactly is that?|- That? It's...

I know what that is!

But, Hagrid, how did you get one?

I won it. Off a stranger|I met down at the pub.

Seemed quite glad to be rid of it,|as a matter of fact.

Is that...

...a dragon?

That's not just a dragon.|That's a Norwegian Ridgeback.

My brother works|with these in Romania.

Isn't he beautiful? Oh, bless him.|Look, he knows his mummy.

Hello, Norbert.

- Norbert?|- He's gotta have a name, don't he?

Don't you, Norbert?

He'll have to be trained up a bit,|of course.

Who's that?

Malfoy.

Oh, dear.

Hagrid always wanted a dragon.|Told me so the first time I met him.

It's crazy.|And worse, Malfoy knows.

- I don't understand. Is that bad?|- It's bad.

Good evening.

Nothing, I repeat, nothing...

...gives a student the right|to walk about at night.

Therefore, as punishment for your actions,|50 points will be taken.

- 50?!|- Each.

To ensure it doesn't happen again...

...all four of you|will receive detention.

Excuse me, professor,|perhaps I heard you wrong.

I thought you said the four of us.

No, you heard me correctly.

Honorable as your intentions were,|you too were out of bed after hours.

You will join your classmates|in detention.

A pity they let|the old punishments die.

Was a time detention found you|hanging by your thumbs in the dungeons.

God, I miss the screaming.

You'll be serving detention|with Hagrid tonight.

He's got a little job to do|inside the Dark Forest.

A sorry lot, this, Hagrid.

Good God, you're not still on|about that bloody dragon, are you?

Norbert's gone.

Dumbledore sent him off to Romania|to live in a colony.

That's good, isn't it?|He's with his own kind.

What if he don't like Romania?

What if the other dragons are mean|to him? He's only a baby.

For God's sake, pull yourself together.|You're going into the Forest.

Got to have your wits about you.

The Forest? I thought that was a joke.|We can't go in there.

Students aren't allowed.|And there are...

...werewolves.

There's more than werewolves|in those trees.

You can be sure of that.

Nighty-night.

Right. Let's go.

Hagrid, what is that?

What we're here for.|See that?

That's unicorn blood, that is.|I found one dead a few weeks ago.

Now, this one's been hurt bad|by something.

So, it's our job to go|and find the poor beast.

Ron, Hermione, come with me.

And, Harry, you'll go with Malfoy.

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