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HARRY: What are you all doing here?
RON: Rescuing you, of course.
RON: Now, come on. Get your trunk!...
RON: You’d better stand back. Let’s go!
AUNT PETUNIA: Oh!
UNCLE VERNON: Now, what the hell’s he doing? Potter!
DUDLEY: Dad! What’s going on?
GEORGE: Go, go, go, go!
DUDLEY: Dad, hurry up!
RON: Come on.
FRED: Come on.
RON: Come on, Harry! Hurry up!
UNCLE VERNON: Petunia, he’s escaping!
HARRY: Ahh- ahh!
RON: I’ve got you Harry!
UNCLE VERNON: Come here!
HARRY: Let go of me!
UNCLE VERNON: Oh no, boy! You and that bloody pigeon aren’t going anywhere!
HARRY: Get off!
RON: Drive!
FRED: Right.
GEORGE : Right!
UNCLE VERNON : No! No! No! No! Aaaah!
AUNT PETUNIA & DUDLEY : Aaah!
DUDLEY : Dad!
UNCLE VERNON : Oh... Damn.
RON : By the way, Harry, Happy Birthday!
FRED : Come on. Okay, come on. Shh!
FRED : Shh! Ok, come on. Shh! Come on.
RON : Do you think it’d be all right if we had some of this?
GEORGE : Yeah, Mum would never know.
RON : It’s not much, but it’s home.
HARRY : I think it’s brilliant
MRS. WEASLEY : Where have you been?
MRS. WEASLEY : Harry, how wonderful to see you dear.
MRS. WEASLEY : Beds empty! No note! Car gone!
MRS. WEASLEY : You could have died! You could have been seen!
MRS. WEASLEY : Of course, I don’t blame you, Harry dear.
RON : They were starving him, Mum.
RON : There were bars on his window!
MRS. WEASLEY : Well, you’d best hope that I don’t put bars on your window, Ronald Weasley!
MRS. WEASLEY : Come on Harry, time for a spot of breakfast.
MRS. WEASLEY : Here we are Harry.
MRS. WEASLEY : Now tuck in! That’s it. There we go.
GINNY : Mum- Mummy, have you seen my jumper?
MRS. WEASLEY : Yes dear. It was on the cat.
HARRY : Hello. W-what did I do?
RON : Ginny. She’s been talking about you all summer.
RON : A bit annoying really.
MR. WEASLEY: Morning, Weasleys.
FRED, GEORGE, RON : Morning, Dad.
MRS. WEASLEY : Morning Arthur!
MR. WEASLEY: What a night. Nine raids. Nine!
HARRY : Raids?
RON : Dad works in the Ministry of Magic, in the Misuse of Muggle Artifacts Office.
RON : Dad loves Muggles, thinks they’re fascinating.
MR. WEASLEY: Well now. Aah! And who are you?
HARRY : Oh, sorry sir. I’m Harry, sir, Harry Potter.
MR. WEASLEY: Good Lord! Are you really?
MR. WEASLEY: Well, Ron’s told us all about you, of course.
MR. WEASLEY: When did he get here?
MRS. WEASLEY : This morning. Your sons flew that enchanted car of yours to Surrey and back last night.
MR. WEASLEY: Did you really? How’d it go? Did you—
FRED, GEORGE, RON, HARRY : Oh, it...
MRS. WEASLEY : Arthur!
MR. WEASLEY: I mean...that was very wrong, indeed, boys.
MR. WEASLEY: Very wrong of you
MR. WEASLEY: Now, Harry, you must know all about Muggles.
MR. WEASLEY: Tell me, what exactly is the function of a rubber duck?
HARRY : Oh, umm...
MRS. WEASLEY : Well, that’ll be Errol with the post.
MRS. WEASLEY : Oh, fetch it will you Percy, please?
PERCY : Errol...
RON : He’s always doing that.
PERCY : Oh look, it’s our Hogwarts letters.
PERCY : And they’ve sent us Harry’s as well.
MR. WEASLEY: Dumbledore must know you’re here, Harry.
MR. WEASLEY: Doesn’t miss a trick, that man.
MRS. WEASLEY : Oh, no.
FRED : This lot won’t come cheap, Mum.
FRED : The spell books alone are very expensive.
MRS. WEASLEY : We’ll manage.
MRS. WEASLEY : There’s only one place we’re going to get all of this.
MRS. WEASLEY : Diagon Alley.
MRS. WEASLEY : Right.
MRS. WEASLEY : Here we are, Harry.
MRS. WEASLEY : You go first, dear.
RON: But Harry's never traveled by Floo powder before, Mum.
HARRY: Floo powder?
MRS. WEASLEY : You go first, Ron, so that Harry can see how it's done. Yes.
MRS. WEASLEY : In you go.
MRS. WEASLEY : That's it.
RON: Diagon Alley.
MRS. WEASLEY : You see? It's quite easy, dear.
MRS. WEASLEY : Don't be afraid. Come on.
MRS. WEASLEY : Come on.
MRS. WEASLEY : In you go. That's it.
MRS. WEASLEY : Mind your head.
MRS. WEASLEY : That's right.
MRS. WEASLEY : Now, take your Floo powder.