He'll come back.
But if he comes back...
...you don't think he'll try|to kill you, do you?
If he'd had the chance,|he might have tried tonight.
And to think I've been worrying|about my Potions final.
Hang on a minute.|We're forgetting one thing.
Who's the one wizard|Voldemort always feared?
Dumbledore. As long as Dumbledore|is around, Harry, you're safe.
As long as Dumbledore is around,|you can't be touched.
I'd heard Hogwarts' final exams were|frightful, but I found that enjoyable.
Speak for yourself.|All right there, Harry?
- My scar. It keeps burning.|- It's happened before.
- Not like this.|- You should see the nurse.
I think it's a warning.|It means danger's coming.
- Of course!|- What is it?
Isn't it odd that what Hagrid wants|more than anything is a dragon...
...and a stranger just happens|to have one?
How many people wander around|with dragon eggs?
Why didn't I see it before?
Who gave you the egg?|What did he look like?
I never saw his face.|He kept his hood up.
You and this stranger|must have talked.
He wanted to know what sort|of creatures I looked after.
I said, "After Fluffy,|a dragon's gonna be no problem".
- Was he interested in Fluffy?|- Of course he was interested.
How often do you come across|a three-headed dog?
But I told him, "The trick with any beast|is to know how to calm him".
Take Fluffy, for example. Play him|music and he falls straight to sleep.
I shouldn't have told you that.
Where are you going?
We have to see Dumbledore.|Immediately!
I'm afraid he's not here.
He received an urgent owl|from the Ministry of Magic and left.
He's gone?|But this is important!
This is about the Philosopher's Stone!
- How do you know...?|- Someone's going to try and steal it.
I don't know how you know,|but I assure you it is well protected.
Now would you go back|to your dormitories? Quietly.
That was no stranger Hagrid met.|It was Snape.
Which means he knows|how to get past Fluffy.
- And with Dumbledore gone...|- Good afternoon.
What would three young Gryffindors...
...be doing inside on a day like this?
- We were just...|- You ought to be careful.
People will think you're...
...up to something.
Now what do we do?
We go down the trap door. Tonight.
Trevor.
Trevor, go! You shouldn't be here!
Neither should you.|You're sneaking out again, aren't you?
- Neville, listen. We were...|- No, I won't let you!
You'll get Gryffindor into trouble again.|I'll fight you.
Petrificus Totalus.
You're a little scary sometimes,|you know that?
Brilliant, but scary.
Let's go.
- Sorry.|- It's for your own good, you know.
- You stood on my foot!|- Sorry.
Alohomora.
Wait a minute. He's...
...snoring.
Snape's already been here.|He's put a spell on the harp.
It's got horrible breath.
- We have to move its paw.|- What?
Come on!
Okay. Push.
I'll go first. Don't follow|until I give you a sign.
If something bad happens,|get yourselves out.
Does it seem a bit quiet to you?
The harp.
It's stopped playing.
Jump!
Lucky this plant thing's here, really.
Stop moving, both of you.|This is Devil's Snare.
You have to relax. If you don't,|it will only kill you faster.
Kill us faster?|Oh, now I can relax!
Hermione!
- Now what are we gonna do?|- Just relax!
- Hermione, where are you?|- Do what I say! Trust me.
- Are you okay?|- Yeah, I'm fine.
- He's not relaxing, is he?|- Apparently not.
- We've gotta do something.|- What?
I remember reading something|in Herbology.
Devil's Snare, Devil's Snare.|It's deadly fun...
...but will sulk in the sun!|That's it! It hates sunlight.
Lumus Solem.
- Ron, you okay?|- Yeah.
Lucky we didn't panic.
Lucky Hermione pays attention|in Herbology.
What is that?
I don't know. Sounds like wings.
Curious. I've never seen|birds like these.
They're not birds.|They're keys.
And I'll bet one of them|fits that door.
- What's this all about?|- I don't know.
Strange.
"Alohomora!"
Well, it was worth a try.
What will we do?|There must be a thousand keys.
We want a big, old-fashioned one.|Probably rusty.
I see it!|The one with the broken wing.
What's wrong?
It's too simple.
Go on! If Snape could catch it|on that old broomstick, you can.
You're the youngest Seeker|in a century.
This complicates things a bit.
Catch the key!
Hurry up!
I don't like this.|I don't like this at all.
Where are we? A graveyard.
This is no graveyard.
It's a chessboard.
There's the door.
Now what do we do?
It's obvious, isn't it? We've got|to play our way across the room.
Harry, you take|the empty bishop's square.
Hermione, you'll be|the queen-side castle.
As for me, I'll be a knight.
What happens now?
Well, white moves first.
And then...
...we play.
Ron, you don't suppose|this is going to be like...
...real wizard's chess, do you?
You there, d5.
Yes, Hermione.
I think this is gonna be|exactly like wizard's chess.
Castle to e4!
Pawn to c3!
- Wait a minute.|- You understand right, Harry.
Once I make my move,|the queen will take me.
Then you're free to check the king.
- No. Ron, no!|- What is it?
- He's going to sacrifice himself.|- No, there must be another way!
Do you wanna stop Snape|from getting that Stone or not?
Harry, it's you that has to go on.|I know it.
Not me. Not Hermione. You.
Knight to h3.
Check.
Ron!
No, don't move!|Don't forget, we're still playing.
Checkmate.
Take care of Ron.|Then go to the owlery.
Send a message to Dumbledore.|Ron's right.
I have to go on.
You'll be okay, Harry.|You're a great wizard. You really are.
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.