Harry Potter and the Escape From the Ordinary

Vernon: Alu ese, ah!

Dudley: What's the matter? Tell me what's going on!

Harry jumps on the coffee table to pick up the book. He took one and started running. Vernon jumps up too.

Vernon: Give it to me! Get these books!

He followed Harry and grabbed him before Harry entered his room.

Harry: Get out! Ui!

Vernon: Ah!

Harry: Those are my books! Let's go!

Vernon: That's it! We're off! Far away! Where do we find it?

Dudley: Dad is crazy, isn't he ?!

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A stone house somewhere on the sea. The family and Harry slept on the cold and muddy floor. She pulled out a birthday cake and said it was Harry's birthday. Harry watches Dudley's bell, which waits until 12:00.

Harry: Wish you, Harry. {Punch}

Suddenly there was a knock on the door. Harry jumped. The door rang again and Dudley and Harry popped open and walked back. Petunia and Vernon show up, Vernon and the gun. The door slammed shut and then cracked, revealing a giant.

Vernon: Who's there? Ui!

Hagrid: Sorry about that. {He opens the door again}

Vernon: I beg you to go right away, sir! You broke down and went inside!

Petunia: Å.

Hagrid arrives, grabs the gun and bends up.

Hagrid: Dried, Dursley, your best grape. {hail}

All: Ah!

Hagrid: {looks at Dudley} Note, I've not seen you since you were a baby, Harry, but your life is a little better than I expected. Especially 'around the middle!

Dudley: I-I'm not Harry.

Harry appeared: It was me.

Hagrid: Oh, well, yourself! Find something for yourself. 'Afraid I might have been sitting up for a while! I think it will taste the same. Ah. I baked it myself. {Harry hands the cake} Words and everything. A.

Harry: Thanks! {Open cake, reads: Happee Birdae Harry.}

Hagrid: It's not every day your boy turns eleven, is it?

Hagrid sits down on the chair, picks up an umbrella and points to the empty fire. Puff, puff! Two sparks fly away and start the fire. The home is empty.

Harry: {he makes the cake} Excuse me, who are you?

Hagrid: Rubeus Hagrid. Keep the keys and events in Hogvartensi. Of course you want to know everything about Hogvartus.

Harry: Sorry, no.

Hagrid: No? Blimey, Harry, have you ever wondered where your mom and dad learned everything?

Harry: What did you learn?

Hagrid: You're a trickster, Harry.

Harry: Who am I?

Harry: Do tricks. Good luck this time, I guess. With a few instructions.

Harry: Yeah, you did something wrong. I can't be a magician ... I mean, I'm the only one ... Harry. It was just Harry.

Hagrid: Hey, just Harry, did you do something? What can't you describe when you are angry or scared?

Harry softened his face Ah.

Dudley: {query}

Hagrid gave Harry the same letter you sent. Harry opened the door.

Harry: The potter. We are happy to tell you that the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry has been accepted!

Vernon: The Orcs aren't going! We promise to get rid of this garbage!

Harry: You know ?? You knew everything, but you didn't tell me?

Petunia: Of course we knew. How can it not be done? My sister is perfect. Oh mom and dad are so proud of you today. We have a Magician in the home. Isn't it amazing? I was but who saw him what it was. Osedalen! Then he meets Potter, and then he finds you, and I know you'll be the same, like something weird, just ... unusual. And if it pleases him, he will go and scare him! and we will come with you.

Harry: So proud? You told me my parents had died in a car accident?

Hagrid: Car accident? Car accident that kills James and Lily Potter?

Bethany: We had something to tell her.

Hagrid: It's so annoying! What a false accusation!

Vernon: Not that!

Hagrid: Oh, and I guess you want to stop him like a big smuggler, right?

Harry: Muggler?

Hagrid: Magic is not a trick. This boy was born under his name! He will attend the largest school of magic and witchcraft in the world, and he will be under Galtvort's greatest manager ever: Albus Dumbledore.

Vernon: I do not want to turn an old man into a fool to teach him magic!

Hagrid: {points to Vernon and whips an umbrella} Never hurts Dumbledore's Rihanna before me.

Hagrid saw Dudley eat Harry's cake, and showed him an umbrella behind him. The tail became dusty.

Dudley: Ah!

All: Ah! {repulsed by the Dudley family}

Harry: {ata}

Hagrid: Oh, um, it's acceptable to me if you do not say anything about him to anyone at Hogwarts. This is the truth, it is not permissible to practice sorcery.

Harry: {Nikkar} That's good.

Hagrid: {watching check} Oh, we're a little behind the card. Best way to go. Unless you like it, yeah. Hmm? {Four}

Harry smiled, looked back and smiled again.

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The Gates of London. Then Hagrid and Harry went.

Harry: All the disciples are instructed ... they can carry one measure of TIN, as they wish, they can carry an owl, a cat, or a leaf. Can we have all this in London?

Hagrid: If you know where to go.

Go to the corner of the room and enter the 'Leaky Kettle'.

Music and monkeys}

Tom Barkeep: Ah Hagrid! Normally, I guess?

Hagrid: I have nothing to do, Tom. I am in foreign affairs today at Hogwarts. Now they are buying school supplies to help young Harry.

Tom: Bless my soul. Or Harry potter.

Randall was silent. The man goes out and shakes Harry's hand.

Person: Bring back Mr. Potter.

Saga comes over and squeezes Harry's hand again.

Magician: Doris Crockford Make pottery. I can't believe I'm going to meet you.

A man wearing a turban appears above his head. Professor QUIRRELL is right.

Quirrell: Harry P-omea. I. I can't express how glad I am to have met you.

Hagrid: Hi, Professor. I have not seen you there. Harry, that's Professor Quirrell. He will be your instructor for defense against dark arts in Hogvarta.

Harry: Oh, nice to meet you. {to hold hands. Ua Musu Quirrell}

Quirrell: F-alarm is important. E-Is not that what you need, e-eh, Potter? Hehe.

Hagrid: Yes, well, now I have to go. Lots to buy. To him

Harry: Goodbye.

Couple enters the back door of the wine cellar in front of the bakery.

Hagrid: Look Harry, you're famous!

Harry: But why am I so popular, Hagrid? All these men return there, how do they know who I am?

Hagrid: I'm not sure I'm the right person to tell you that, Harry. {Touch a baked wall clock with an umbrella. Stems and openings reveal a hidden and busy path.

Welcome, Harry, to Diagon Alley.

Harry smiles broadly as he walks down the street and down the porch. The owl shouted.

Hagrid: This is where you have the ink and your ink, and there every skin and skin to do the magic trick.

Harry wonders as they walk through the shops with racks and tattoos. There's a camera in the broomstick shop, where a bunch of boys are loaded with a light broom.

Dad: It's a cost racetrack. Look, the new storm clouds 2000! Fastest example.

Harry: But, Hagrid, how do I recover all of these? There is no charge or nothing.

Hagrid: You have good money, Harry. Gringotts, Wizard Bank. Nothing is safer than Hogvartensis.

In the middle of the shore they walk through a beautiful pavilion, working hard behind the small creatures.

Harry: Oh, Hagrid, what are these?

Hagrid: The Goblin, Harry. You're as smart as goblins, but they're not the most friendly animals. The best thing is to come close to me. About Harry Potter.

The saint looks up.

Cobinus: Yes or Mr. Does Harry Potter have a key?

Hagrid: Oh, wait a minute. In some places it sticks. Ha. This is the little devil. Oh, and something else. Professor Dumbledore handed it to me. This is what I know about you in the vault, which you know. {The letter of the hand is wrapped in thread.

Goblin: Very good.

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Go through the high holes in a structure like a cart. The car stopped, PIXIE, GRYPHOOK, he climbed out.

Griphook: Vault 687. Lamp, thank you. Hagrid gives him a candle and goes to the vault key, thank you. {Hagrid hands him the key and opens it}

The room from top to bottom is almost full. Harry was surprised.

Hagrid: Your mom and dad left nothing for you, now didia?

They go through the cave.

Griphook: Vault 713

Harry: What's the matter, Hagrid?

Hagrid: I can 't tell you that, Harry. Hogvartensen's task. It's very mysterious.

Griphook: Stand back. He slid a finger under the door. Sly. Sly. The shell reveals a small package of white stones. Hagrid hurries in and looks. The terrible light, from which it had become clear, is gone.

Hagrid: It's better not to mention this to anyone, Harry.

Harry shakes his head.

Scene: Going on the road.

Harry: You still need a cane ...

Hagrid: Is it a stick? asked Ollivander. There is no better place. Run to her, but wait. There's only one thing for me. Not long.

Harry walks quietly into the store. Just looking around. The dishes are brown, but no people.

Harry: Hey {soft}! Hello!