Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone Page #7

Not as good as you.

Me? Books and cleverness.|There are more important things.

Friendship and bravery.|And, Harry, just be careful.

You?

No, it can't be.|Snape, he was the...

Yes, he does seem the type,|doesn't he?

Next to him, who would suspect...

...poor, stuttering|Professor Quirrell?

But that day, during the Quidditch match,|Snape tried to kill me.

No, dear boy. I tried to kill you!

If Snape's cloak hadn't caught|fire and broken my eye contact...

...I would have succeeded.

Even with Snape muttering|his countercurse.

Snape was trying to save me?

I knew you were a danger to me,|especially after Halloween.

- Then you let the troll in!|- Very good, Potter, yes.

Snape, unfortunately, wasn't fooled.

While everyone ran about,|he went to the third floor to head me off.

He, of course, never trusted me again.

He rarely left me alone.|But he doesn't understand.

I'm never alone. Never.

Now, what does this mirror do?

I see what I desire.

I see myself holding the Stone.|But how do I get it?

Use the boy.

Come here, Potter! Now!

Tell me, what do you see?

What is it? What do you see?

I'm shaking hands with Dumbledore.|I've won the house cup.

He lies.

Tell the truth! What do you see?

- Let me speak to him.|- Master, you are not strong enough.

I have strength enough for this.

Harry Potter...

...we meet again.

Voldemort.

Yes. You see what I've become?

See what I must do to survive?

Live off another. A mere parasite.

Unicorn blood can sustain me...

...but it cannot give me|a body of my own.

But there is something that can.

Something that, conveniently enough,|lies in your pocket.

Stop him!

Don't be a fool.

Why suffer an horrific death...

...when you can join me and live?

Never!

Bravery. Your parents had it too.

Tell me, Harry...

...would you like to see|your mother and father again?

Together...

...we can bring them back.

All I ask is for something in return.

That's it, Harry.

There is no good and evil.

There is only power...

...and those too weak to seek it.

Together, we'll do|extraordinary things.

Just give me the Stone!

You liar!

Kill him!

- What is this magic?|- Fool, get the Stone!

Good afternoon, Harry.

- Tokens from your admirers?|- Admirers?

What happened in the dungeons between|you and Professor Quirrell is a secret.

So, naturally, the whole school knows.

I see that your friend Ronald|has saved you the trouble...

...of opening your Chocolate Frogs.

Ron was here? Is he all right?|What about Hermione?

Fine. They're both just fine.

- What happened to the Stone?|- Relax, dear boy.

The Stone has been destroyed.

My friend Nicholas and I|have had a little chat...

...and agreed it was best all around.

But then, Flamel,|he'll die, won't he?

He has enough Elixir|to set his affairs in order.

But yes, he will die.

How is it I got the Stone, sir?

One minute I was staring|in the mirror and...

You see, only a person...

...who wanted to find the Stone,|find it...

...but not use it,|would be able to get it.

That is one of my more brilliant ideas.

And between you and me,|that is saying something.

Does that mean, with the Stone gone,|that Voldemort can never come back?

I'm afraid...

...there are ways|in which he can return.

Harry, do you know why...

...Professor Quirrell couldn't bear|to have you touch him?

It was because of your mother.|She sacrificed herself for you.

And that kind of act leaves a mark.

No, this kind of mark cannot be seen.

- It lives in your very skin.|- What is it?

Love, Harry. Love.

Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans.

I was most unfortunate in my youth|to come across a vomit-flavored one.

And since then,|I've lost my liking for them.

But I think I could be safe...

...with a nice toffee.

Alas!

Earwax.

- All right there, Ron?|- All right. You?

All right. Hermione?

Never better.

Another year gone.

And now, as I understand it,|the house cup needs awarding.

And the points stand thus:

In fourth place,|Gryffindor with 312 points.

Third place,|Hufflepuff with 352 points.

In second place...

...Ravenclaw with 426 points.

And in first place...

...with 472 points, Slytherin house.

Nice one, mate.

Yes, well done, Slytherin.|Well done.

However, recent events must|be taken into account.

And I have a few last-minute points|to award.

To Miss Hermione Granger,|for the cool use of intellect...

...while others were in grave peril...

...50 points.

Good job.

Second, to Mr. Ronald Weasley,|for the best-played game of chess...

...that Hogwarts has seen|these many years, 50 points.

And third...

...to Mr. Harry Potter...

...for pure nerve|and outstanding courage...

...I award Gryffindor house 60 points.

We're tied with Slytherin!

Finally, it takes a great deal of bravery|to stand up to your enemies...

...but a great deal more|to stand up to your friends.

I award 10 points...

...to Neville Longbottom.

Assuming that my calculations|are correct...

...I believe that a change|of decoration is in order.

Gryffindor wins the house cup.

Come on, now.|Hurry up, you'll be late.

Train's leaving. Go on.|Come on, hurry up.

- Come on, Harry.|- One minute.

Thought you were leaving|without saying goodbye, did you?

This is for you.

Thanks, Hagrid.

Go on. On with you. On with you now.|Oh, listen, Harry.

If that dolt of a cousin of yours,|Dudley, gives you any grief...

...you could always threaten him...

...with a nice pair of ears|to go with his tail.

But we're not allowed to do magic|away from Hogwarts. You know that.

I do. But your cousin don't, do he?

Feels strange to be going home,|doesn't it?

I'm not going home.

Not really.

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