Harry Potter and His Desire

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Then it was late at night. The lamp and hands appear, but nothing else. The entire library goes into an obscure and limited area. The lamp goes out and the cover is removed. Harry announced.

Harry: {Reading books} Famous Fire... 15th Century Fiends... Flamel... Nicholas Flamel... where are you?

Harry reads the book and opens it. The man's face appears.

Men: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH !!!!!!!!

Harry closed the book and put it away.

Filch voice: Who is there ?!

Harry ran around and grabbed his cloak. The lamp falls and breaks.

Filch: I know you're there. You can not hide it. {Harry puts on his shirt and crawls around with Filch} Who is this? Show yourself!

Harry ran out of the room with a deep breath. He continues to the palace, where the mistress is. Norris. The cat cried and followed him. Harry runs into a corner while Snape and Quirrell show up. Snape slammed Quirrell into the wall.

Quirrell: Severus... what do you think...

Snape: You will not make me your enemy, Quirrell.

Quirrell: W-what is it?

Snape: You know exactly what I like. {Snape feels something. Harry held his breath. Snape offers to take something, but he does not. He hits Quirrell's finger in the face} We'll have another conversation soon... when it's time to decide where your faith lies.

Filch shows up, carrying a broken flashlight.

Filch: Hey, Professor. I found this in the second edition. It is very hot. That student is out of bed.

They are all fleeing. The door opens and closes. On the other side is a large, spacious room with a large mirror in the middle. Harry comes and goes in the mirror. Inside he saw two men appear.

Harry: Tina? {The woman trembles and laughs} Dad?

He shakes and laughs. Harry touched them, but only the mirror came. then The mother puts her hand on his shoulder. He put his hand on her shoulder, as if trying to touch her there.

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The boys' bedroom. Harry stood up, unseen.

Harry: Ron! Look at this! Ron! It's a must see! {pull back cover. Ron is awake} Ron, Ron, come on. Get out of bed!

Ron: What?

Harry: That's what you have to look at. Well, come on!

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Return to the mirror room. Harry and Ron are watching the magic trick, and Harry runs to the mirror.

Harry: Come on, I came. Come and see, they are my parents!

Ron: Now I see.

Harry: {moves} Watch carefully. Do you. Stand there. There you see, aren't you? This is my father.

Ron: Me! But, I'm the main character... and I have my Quidditch cup! And hell, I'm also a Quidditch master! you look good Harry, do you think this mirror will show?

Harry: How is it possible? Both parents have died.

Harry laughed sadly.

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The next night. Harry is sitting in front of the mirror. Dumbledore is shown behind him.

Dumbledore: Come back, Harry? {Harry turns and stands up} I look at you, like many before, the excitement of Erisedus's mirror. Now I'm sure you understand what I'm doing. Get a club for yourself. In a mirror, the happiest person in the world looks at himself or herself and quickly sees himself or herself.

Harry: So let's know what we want? Anything we want?

Dumbledore: Yes... and no. Nothing reveals to us more or less than the deepest, most intricate desires of the heart. Now you, who are unaware of your family, can see them standing next to you. But remember this, Harry. This mirror gives neither wisdom nor truth. The men, even in anger, perish on the forehead. That's what he's moving to a new home tomorrow, and I have to tell you I need look no further. It's pointless to think in your dreams, Harry, and forget to live.

Harry looks in the mirror again.

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Ao. It's snowing everywhere. Harry is tied up on the floor with Hedwig in his arms. He stood and lifted it up and flew to the sky. When he returns, it's our time.

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In the library. Harry and Ron sit and read. Hermione comes with a great book. He is whipped on the table. Harry jumped down.

Hermione: I found fault! How stupid I was! I checked this a few weeks ago with little reading comprehension.

Ron: Is it clean?

Hermione: {Glares} Yes! I'll be! "Nicholas Flamel was the only man who made The Wise Stone!"

Ron and Harry: What?

Hermione: Honestly, did not you read? "A philosophical stone is a valuable substance with wonderful virtues. Any metal will turn gold into pure gold and will produce the elixir of life, which will destroy the drinker."

Ron: Are you still alive?

Hermione: That is, you will never die.

Ron: I know what you mean!

Harry: Ssh!

Hermione: "The only stone that exists right now is D. Nicolas Flamel, the famous alchemist who celebrated his 665th birthday last year!" That's what makes you elevate the 3rd floor. The stone under the also... shows up!

Look at each other.

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Night. Hermione, Ron and Harry run to the wet ground at Hagridi's house. they knock on the door and it opens.

Harry: Hagrid!

Hagrid: {puts it in the oven and puts it on} Oh, ta. We're sorry, I don't want to think, but today I can't please you. He closes the door.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione: We all know if you can show a rock!

The door opened again.

Hagrid: Hi.

All come to Hagrid's house.

Harry: We think Snape is trying to steal.

Hagrid: Snape? Blimey, Harry, aren't you talking about him?

Harry: We know Hagrid is looking for a rock. We do not know why.

Hagrid: Snape is one of the stone defense teachers! This person does not steal!

Harry: What?

Hagrid: You heard. All right. Well, I'm busy today.

Harry: Wait a minute. {Ron and the big black pig meet Fang. Ron slams a tooth} One of the teachers?

Hermione: {sitting in a big chair} Yes! There are other ways to protect the stone, right? SIGNS, witchcraft.

Hagrid: That's right. To curse waste, you ask. {Ronald looks at Hermione, who smells like Fang's mouth. Ron is gone, no one runs out of his hair} Hehe, no soul knows. Save me and Dumbledore. I do not need to tell you. I do not need to tell you. {Ohnus begins to murmur over the fire. Hagrid hurries and grabs something} Oh! Oooo! Oooo! Oooo!

Place the object, the egg, the table. The group has been flooded.

Harry: Oh, Hagrid, what is it?

Hagrid: What? It's... it's all over...

Ron: I know that! But Hagrid, how do you have one?

Hagrid: I conquered. I met a stranger at a restaurant. He seemed very happy to take it away. 

The egg attaches and cracks. they fly to pieces like a dragon. He becomes ill and falls into an egg.

Hermine: Oh... Is Tarako?

Ron: There's no dragon. It's Norwegian Ridgeback! My brother Charlie works with them in Romania.

Hagrid: Isn't that cute? Oi. Bless you, see. He knows his mother. Hehe. Hi Norbert.

Shouts Draco, looking at Gardens.

Harry: Norbert?

Hagrid: Yes, you must have a good name!

Ron: {ata}

Hagrid: Aren't you, Norbert? his fingers back and forward on Norbert Dededede's chin.

Norbert retires, sobbing and whipping the ball into Hagrid's beard.

Hagrid: Hey! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa... to learn a little bit, yeah. Su'e Norbert

Hagrid sees someone looking out the window, who is it? The man has fled.

Harry: Malfoy.

Hagrid: Oh, baby.

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The three return to the bridge. The owl cried.

Harry: Hagrid really wanted the dragon. He told me about the first time I met him.

Ron: That's crazy. And Malfoy knows the bad.

Harry: I don't understand. Is it bad.

Ron: It's bad.

It closes when McGonagall reveals his shirt.

McGonagall: Good evening.

Malfoy looks unhappy around him.

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Only McGonagall. The three defendants stood in front of McGonagall's desk, meters away with Malfoy smiling.

McGonagall: Nothing, I would say, gives the student the right to walk to school at night. So, as a penalty for your actions, 50 points will be taken.

Harry: 50 ?!

McGonagall: Nick. And make sure it does not happen again, all four are blocked.

Malfoy nodded, then his smile faded.

Draco: Sorry, Professor. Maybe you heard wrong. I thought you said... there are four.

McGonagall: Yes, you heard me, Mr. Malfoy. You see, just as he had hoped, you went to bed after hours. You and your classmates will keep.

Harry, Ron and Hermione laugh, but Draco refuses.

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Outside, at night, Mr. Filch leads the four disciples to Hagrid's house.

Filch: Unfortunately, the old sentences killed. There was a time when I hung inches in jail. My God, I miss the noise. {Draco chokes and Hermione hurries} Hagrid will be in jail tonight. I need to spend some time in the dark forest. {Hagrid shows up with a bow. It smells bad} forgive me, Hagrid. My God, man, do you no longer think of that dragon's blood?