Harry Potter and the End of the Year

Harry: The lie!

Voldemort: Kill him!

Quirrell flew through the air and hit Harry with a hand in Harry's throat. They fell down the stairs. A stone shot out of Harry and he fell towards Quirrell who was stabbed. Harry is tired and screaming. Suddenly Harry put a hand on Quirrell's arm and tried to drive him away. The smoke rose from his arm.

Quirrell: Ah! Hi!

Back up. Her hand is crushed in black ash on the mountain What is this magic trick? The hand goes.

Voldemort: You idiot! get the stone!

Quirrell: {Go, but put both hands on Harry's face} Ahhhhhhhh!

Quirrell got up and his gait was severely burned and damaged. His whole body is dust. He fell to the floor. Harry sighed. He looks at his hands and hurries to the stone. He wakes up and sighs when he hears something. Harry turned and saw a cloud of dust on Voldemort's face. It will happen fast, right Harry!

Voldemort: Arrrhhhhhh!

Harry: Ahhhhhhhhh

Voldemort lele ese. Harry fell unconscious to the ground. The stone holds with an outstretched hand.

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Penna hospital. Harry was tied down on the couch. He wakes up, wears glasses and sits down. All the paper and candy is there. Dumbledore goes to him.

Dumbledore: Hey, Harry. Ah. Tell me your feelings?

Harry: Fans?

Dumbledore: What happened between you and Professor Quirrell in prison is a complete mystery, which the whole school knows in the universe. {Heaven laughs} Oh, I see your friend Ronald failed to open your chocolate frog.

Harry: Was Ron there? Is she healthy? What about Hermione?

Dumbledore: Penny. They both ended up.

Harry: What about the rock?

Dumbledore: Rest dear boy. The stone is broken. My friend Nicole and I talked and agreed to be the best we can be.

Harry: But you don't want to die Flamel?

Dumbledore: {Sitting on the couch} Elixir is enough to tell his story. But he himself dies.

Harry: How did I get the stone, sir? I looked one minute in the mirror and another.

Dumbledore: Ah. See, unless a man finds a stone and doesn't use it, he can still touch it. This is one of your smartest ideas. And he said something between you and me. Then you smile.

Harry: Without that rock, can't Voldemort come back?

Dumbledore: Oh, I'm afraid there are ways to go back. Harry, do you know why Professor Quirrell couldn't touch you? {Harry shook his head} Because of your mother. He has sacrificed himself for you, and that kind of work leaves you. {Harry touches her scar} No, no, that kind of book is unrecognizable. It grows on the skin.

Harry: What is it?

Dumbledore: Love, love Harry. Harry stood up and patted his head... Ah. Bertie Botts Beans Flavors. I was so frustrated in my youth, when I came across a spicy taste, and then I lost track of them. But I think I'm safe with good caramel... {Take the brown beans and eat them} Mm. Akk. Tell the ears.

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Harry enters the room where Hermione and Ron are talking on the stairs. They saw Harry leaning against the fence.

Harry: Okay, Ron?

Ron: Okay? You are?

Harry: {shrugs} That's fine. Hermione?

Hermione: {laughs} Not much.

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In Mansion. All the disciples are sitting, with green flags snaking around the roof. Dumbledore's head at the table, McGonagall nodded. The mirror moves and stops the conversation. Dumbledore stood up.

Dumbledore: Another year is over. Now, as I understand it, the cup is to be delivered home, and the score is as follows. In fourth place, Gryffindor has 312 points. {To suffer. Harry and Hermione hide their heads} In third place, Hufflepuff has 352 points. In second place, Ravenclaw has 426 points. {Applause. And the first place points are 472 Slytherina houses.

A lot of fun.

Student: Oh! Yes!

Draco: Manaia, buddy!

Ron sees that he looks up and laughs.

Dumbledore: Yes, yes, good luck to Slytherina, good luck to Slytherina. But recent events must be taken into account. The last minutes are to give. {Gryffindor's disciples look up} He will send to Hermione Granger to practice wisdom with others in trouble, 50 points. {Dad}

Harry: {Pats} Good luck.

Dumbledore: Second to Mr. Ronald Visla, in the game best played {Ron looked at Harry and looked, 'Me?' Harry nodded and said "you!"} Which Hogwarts had seen for years... 50 points. {Plaus} And for the third time, Lord Harry Potter, for his pure nerves and incomparably dangerous, I give 60 points to the House of Gryffindor. {loud shout}

Hermine: We're addicted to Slytherinus!

Dumbledore: Finally, you have a lot more courage to fight your enemies, but more to fight your friends. Neville Longbottom is 10 years old.

A loud shout broke out. Neville couldn't believe it, and sat there while the screams raged. The dragon fell.

Dumbledore: If I'm right, I think the change is going well. {He applauds The green flags replace the red and yellow of Gryffindor} Gryffindor has won the Family Cup!

Ei.

Hagrid: Yes! {gliser}

All the disciples stand and throw their hats in the air, except for Draco, who smashes them on his desk.

Seamus: Nevile! {He shakes his hand}

Everyone combs their hair and jumps, smiles and smiles.

Lee: Yes! We won!!

She jumps in with Harry, who looks back and smiles far and wide.

Category:

At the train station. Students walk around and toward the bus stop.

Hagrid: Come on, hurry up. It's too late. The train has left. Anger. Anger. I came. Hurry.

Harry gives Hedwig the train and goes with Hermione to the open train gate. Hermione trembled with Hagrid, who waved behind him. Takes Hermine on a train.

Hermione: Come on, Harry.

Harry: One minute. {Goes to Hagrid}

Hagrid: You thought you would go without saying goodbye, didja? {Hagrid takes the red ribbon out of his shirt pocket and hands it to Harry} That's you.

Harry opens the album and sees the film as a baby with his parents. They all laugh and shake. Harry lo.

Harry: Thanks, Hagrid.

Hagrid shakes hands, then he hugs him hard.

Hagrid: Hey. Take it with you... Harry lets go. Listen, Harry, if your little cousin Dudley's making you sad, you can, um, scare him with his two charming ears.

Harry: But Hagrid can not let us do magic tricks from Hogwarts. You know everything.

Hagrid: I think so. But is she not your cousin? Yes? Go to you.

Harry retreats to the train gate where Hermione and Ron are waiting.

Hermione: It feels weird to go home, right?

Harry: I'm not going home. Not really.

He whistles and they climb on the train. As he began to pull off the train and threw the camera across the stage, Harry threw the window at Hager, who was driving backwards and then driving more among the other boys. turn off the camera and start scoring.

The End