The Warner Bros. logo came into focus as the scene starts on a street called "Privet Drive". We see owls on a sign, as a man, Albus Dumbledore, comes out of nowhere and uses his Deluminator to turn off the street lights.
"Is that Dumbledore?" some people asked.
A cat meows.
"Minnie." the trio said and said professor threw glares at them.
Albus Dumbledore: (as if sensing something is off with this cat): I should have known that you would be here… Professor McGonagall.
The cat turns into a human, revealing that it is an Animagus, Professor Minerva McGonagall.
"Told you!" the trio exclaimed.
Minerva McGonagall: Good evening, Professor Dumbledore. Are the rumors true, Albus?
"What rumors?" Harry asked.
Nobody answered him.
Dumbledore (emotionless): I'm afraid so, Professor. The good and the bad.
McGonagall: And the boy?
Dumbledore: Hagrid is bringing him.
McGonagall: You think it wise to trust Hagrid with something as important as this?
"I would trust Hagrid with my life." the trio said together.
"Just not with secrets. Or his cooking." Harry said.
Despite that last comment, said professor/giant beamed.
Dumbledore: Ah, professor, I would trust Hagrid with my life.
A motorcycle then roars into view, as Hagrid is seen on the motorcycle, with baby Harry, and he gets off the motorcycle.
"Did he enchant the motorbike?" somebody asked.
Rubeus Hagrid: Professor Dumbledore, sir. (exhaling) Professor McGonagall.
He gets off the motorcycle.
Dumbledore (to Hagrid): No problems I trust, Hagrid?
Hagrid: No, sir. Little tyke fell asleep just as we were flying over Bristol. He hands baby Harry to Dumbledore. Try not to wake him. There you go.
They walk towards the doorstep of a house, 4 Privet Drive.
"What are they doing?" Hermione asked.
Dumbledore, McGonagall, and Hagrid lowered from Hermione's stare.
McGonagall (to Dumbledore): Albus, do you really think it's safe leaving him with these people? I've watched them all day. They're the worst sort of Muggles imaginable. They really are–
Dumbledore (interrupting him): The only family he has.
"Some family." Harry muttered.
Ron and Hermione wondered why he would say such a thing. Sure, Ron saw the bars on the window, but he didn't suspect something wrong even though he voiced the opposite to his mother.
McGonagall: This boy will be famous. There won't be a child in our world who doesn't know his name.
Dumbledore: Exactly, he's far better off growing up away from all of that. Until he is ready.
"Wish I never found out." Harry muttered.
At these words, Hagrid sniffles and clears his throat with tears seen in his eyes as the music continues as Dumbledore lowers the baby: Harry Potter, on the doorstep.
Dumbledore (to a sniffling Hagrid): There, there, Hagrid. It's not really goodbye, after all. McGonagall looks away as Dumbledore sets a letter, which reads: "Mr. and Mrs. Dursley: 4 Privet Drive, Little Whinging, Surrey", on the blanket. (to Harry) Good luck… Harry Potter.
Umbridge wrote on her clipboard child neglect, child endangerment, negligence, and reckless abandonment.
The title screen Harry Potter and the Philosopher's (Sorcerer's) Stone comes into view.
"The Philosopher's Stone? What's the Philosopher's Stone?" a third-year Ravenclaw asked.
Nobody answered her.
10 years later, we see a young boy, a now 10 (nearly 11)-year-old Harry Potter, asleep, before he suddenly wakes up.
Petunia Dursley (off-screen, to Harry, rapping on the door): Up. Get up.
Harry turned away from the screen.
Outside the door, we see a middle-aged woman, Petunia Dursley, knocking on the door of a cupboard.
"YOU SLEPT IN A CUPBOARD?!" Hermione, Mrs. Weasley, Ginny, and Minerva exclaimed.
"I told you not to send him there!" Minerva shouted at Albus, who shrunk from her gaze.
"Why didn't you tell us, mate?" Ron asked.
Harry stood silent.
Severus felt feelings of guilt, as he saw that Harry was being treated just like he was when he was a child by his father and he too felt anger at Dumbledore.
"You told us he was safe, Albus!" Severus exclaimed.
"He is. The blood wards keep him safe." Dumbledore replied calmly.
"Screw the blood wards!" Minerva and Mrs. Weasley exclaimed.
Umbridge wrote allowed child to suffer child abuse as result of negligence.
Petunia: Now!
"He's not a slave!" Hermione exclaimed.
In his cupboard, Harry puts on his glasses as we hear Dudley Dursley, running down the stairs and stomping on the stairs.
Dudley Dursley (stomping his feet on the stairs of the stairwell): Wake up, cousin! We're going to the zoo!
Dust emits into the vent, which goes into the cupboard, as Harry opens the door.
"I actually wasn't going to go to the zoo, originally, I only went because Mrs. Figg got injured." Harry mentioned.
"What?! So they didn't even bother to take you because they wanted to, they did it because they had to!" Hermione exclaimed, still angry about the mentions of abuse.
Dudley laughs and runs down the stairs, hitting Harry with the door as he tries to exit, before opening the kitchen door.
Hermione, Ron, Ginny, Minerva, and Mrs. Weasley glared at Dudley for doing that.
Petunia (in the kitchen): Oh, here he comes, the birthday boy!
Vernon Dursley (in the kitchen): Happy birthday, son.
"They ignored my birthday." Harry muttered.
"WHAT?! That's why you asked us for birthday cakes and food." Ron said.
Harry enters the kitchen.
Petunia giggles with Dudley.
Petunia (to Harry, with hate in her tone): Why don't you just cook the breakfast and try not to burn anything?
"Do it yourself, you old hag!" Ron exclaimed.
Harry (obediently): Yes, Aunt Petunia.
Petunia (in her sweet voice, covering Dudley's eyes): I want everything to be perfect for my Dudley's special day.
Harry rolled his eyes.
"You didn't even question it?!" Hermione exclaimed.
"Hermione, relax. It was normal by then." Harry said.
Harry was seen cooking bacon.
Vernon (growling, to Harry): Hurry up! Bring my coffee, boy!
Harry: Yes, Uncle Vernon.
"He's already cooking! Get your coffee yourself, you obese walrus!" Severus exclaimed and everybody looked shock, that he stood up for Harry, even Harry himself. He then looked away and continued giving angry glares to Petunia.
Petunia takes her hands off of Dudley's face and claps her hands and he sees the presents, which he gapes at, dumbfounded.
Petunia (to Dudley): Aren't they wonderful, darling?
Dudley (to Vernon): How many are there?
Vernon: Thirty-six. I counted them myself.
"And people call me spoiled." Draco muttered.
Dudley (angry, yelling): Thirty-six?! But last year–last year, I had 37!
Vernon (still calm): Yes, but a couple of them are quite a bit bigger than last year's.
Dudley: I don't care how big they are!
"Spoiled brat." some people muttered.
"Git."
Petunia (trying to calm Dudley down): Oh, now, now, now, this is what we're going to do–is that when we go out, we're going to buy you two new presents. Harry glared at Dudley and his "perfect" parents and looked like he was going to roll his eyes. How's that, pumpkin?
"That is not how you handle that situation. You have to give him positive reinforcement, but don't give in." Mrs. Weasley said.
We see Petunia and Dudley heading to the car outside the house.
Petunia (heard distantly): This will be a lovely day at the zoo. I'm really looking forward to it.
Petunia and Dudley get into the car, followed closely by Harry and Vernon, who closes the door to the car and blocks him from getting into it.
Vernon (to Harry, threateningly): I'm warning you now, boy. Any funny business, any at all and you won't have any meals for a week. (referring to the car) Get in.
"Why don't you worry about your own son!" Ron exclaimed.
We see a sign reading "Reptile House" as we see several students from a boarding school walking across the path. Inside, we see the Dursleys (Vernon, Petunia, and Dudley) and Harry at an exhibit of a Burmese python.
Dudley (to Vernon, referring to the snake): Make it move!
"Don't tell me he's going to listen to the bratty child?" Mrs. Weasley asked.
Vernon (rapping his knuckles on the glass, to the snake): Move!
All the adults shook their heads.
Dudley (rapping his knuckles on the glass, screaming, to the snake): Move!
Harry (yelling, referring to the snake): He's asleep!
Everybody shook their heads at Dudley.
Dudley (referring to the snake, grumbling): He's boring.
The Dursleys walk away in different directions.
Harry (to the snake): Sorry about him. He doesn't understand what it's like, lying there day after day, watching people press their ugly faces in on you.
"This is what you were referring to in second year?" Hermione asked.
"Yeah." Harry said.
"Cool. I know that you left a few parts of that story out." Ron grumbled.
Instrumental music played as the snake blinked.
"Snakes don't blink." Fred said.
"This one did." Harry said.
Harry: Can you hear me? The snake nods, before waking up. It's just… I've never talked to a snake before. Do you… I mean… Do you talk to people often? The snake shakes its head. You're from Burma, aren't you?
"No, it was from Brazil." Harry corrected.
Harry: Was it nice there? Do you miss your family? The snake gestured to a sign that read "Bred in captivity". I see. That's me as well. I never knew my parents either.
"That's depressing, mate. You compared yourself to a snake." Ron said.
Dudley (to Vernon and Petunia, elbowing Harry to the ground): Mummy, Dad, come here! You won't believe what this snake is doing!
"It was actually him and Piers, but he did shove me to the ground." Harry corrected.
Dudley leans on the glass and Harry angrily glares at him and suddenly, the glass disappears, causing Dudley to gasp and yelp in terror as he falls in the water and Harry chuckled. The python escaped and the instrumental music played again.
Burmese Python (hissing, to Harry): Thanksss.
Harry (not even flinching): Anytime.
"He didn't fall into the glass. The snake just terrified Dudley and Piers." Harry corrected.
The python slithers away.
Man #1: Snake!
He and his children scream in terror, as the snake slithers away, and several children scream. Dudley stands up and tries to escape, but touches the glasses, shocking him.
Dudley (terrified): Mum! Mummy!
"As I said, he wasn't in the glass. Petunia and Vernon were terrified because Dudley and Piers were freaked out about the snake." Harry corrected.
Petunia (equally terrified): Aah!
Dudley (terrified, heard distantly): Mum, help me! Help me!
Petunia (heard distantly, climbing on the glass): My darling boy! How did you get in there? How did you get in there? Is there a snake? Is there a snake?!
Everyone laughed, except Umbridge.
Harry laughs and Vernon notices this, and Harry stops laughing and instead gulps.
We see the door to the house opening and Petunia and Dudley get in the house, with Dudley wrapped in a blanket.
Petunia (to Dudley, comforting him): It's alright, sweetheart. It's alright. We'll get you out of these terrible clothes.
Vernon shoved Harry in the house and closed the door behind him and pulled his hair.
Harry (wincing): Ow!
Vernon (angrily): What happened?
"That didn't happen. He just opened the cupboard and told me to go in there and no meals." Harry said.
"No meals was an option! That's abuse!" Hermione exclaimed.
Madam Bones wrote malnutritionment, child abuse, and child neglect on her clipboard.
Harry (yelling at him): I swear I don't know. Vernon growled. One minute the glass was there and then it was gone! It was like magic!
Angry, Vernon shoves Harry into the cupboard.
Vernon (angrily, yelling): There's no such thing as magic!
"Yes, there is!" Ron exclaimed.
In the cupboard, we see Harry looking outside the latch, which Vernon closes, causing light to stop emitting from the hallway.
Instrumental music played as an owl appeared and hooted.
In the house, we see Harry leave the kitchen and close the door and he grabs the mail, one of which is a postcard and a letter, which has green ink written on it, reading: "Mr. H. Potter, The Cupboard Under the Stairs, 4 Privet Drive, Little Whinging, Surrey". Harry is shocked and has an incredulous look on his face, looks behind him and sees nobody and gives a soft smile.
Harry enters the kitchen, still looking at his letter and he gives the postcard to Vernon and starts to open his letter.
Vernon (to Petunia, referring to the information from the postcard): Oh, Marge is ill. Ate a funny whelk.
Harry smiled.
"Is that one who–?" Ron started to ask.
"Yep." Harry replied.
Harry is close to opening his letter, when Dudley snatches it from him at the last second.
Dudley (giving the letter to Vernon): Dad, look, Harry's got a letter.
Harry (trying to get it back): Hey, give it back! It's mine!
"Jealous, much?" Hermione asked.
"That's Dudley for you. The Dursleys made it their goal in life to prevent me from having anything, be it letters, pictures, even pets. But it eventually backfired on them." Harry smiled.
Dudley gives Vernon the letter.
Vernon (surprised, laughing): Yours? Who'd be writing to you?
Vernon looks behind the letter and sees the Hogwarts crest shield and he looks at Petunia and Dudley in shock before looking at Harry in shock, as he gulps.
"He looked at Petunia that way, not Dudley. Dudley was in the dark as much as I was." Harry corrected.
We see an owl flying in the sky, carrying a letter, as it drops the letter in the house and it screeches, flying along with several owls.
In the house, we see an angry Vernon tear up the letter.
"That's illegal!" Hermione exclaimed.
We see Harry play with knights in the cupboard, clearly bored, but he is doing this to keep himself from being bored. However, he hears a noise. We see a curious Harry open the door and see Vernon at the mailbox slot with a drill.
Vernon (while nailing wood onto the mailbox slot, muttering to himself): No more mail in this letter box.
Vernon nails the door as Harry closes the door to his cupboard.
"He's stupid." Hermione said bluntly.
"Well, Vernon isn't the sharpest tool in the shed." Harry said.
Everyone laughed at that comment.
Outside the Dursleys' house, several owls were seen on top of Vernon's car, screeching.
Petunia (kissing Vernon on the cheek, to Vernon): Have a lovely day at the office, dear.
Everybody made puking gestures.
Vernon kissed her back, but to his horror, the owls were sitting on the car.
Vernon (to Petunia): Shoo! Go on.
Petunia nudges Vernon and they see Harry's letters on the ground.
"Scared?" Hermione asked, smirking as she saw her reaction.
"Yes. She was scared that her neighbors would see their true selves." Hermione explained.
Later, we see Harry walking into the Dursleys' sitting room and Vernon smiles evilly as he burns Harry's letters. We see a close-up on the fire as we see it slowly burning the letters. The scene transitions to the living room, as we see Harry giving cookies to the Dursleys.
Vernon (smiling, to no one in particular): Fine day, Sunday. In my opinion, best day of the week. Why is that, Dudley?
Dudley shrugs as Harry hands him a cookie.
Harry: Because there's no post on Sundays.
He hands him a cookie.
"How does post in the Muggle world work? Because that's not how owls work."
"It is operated by Muggles and Sundays are considered a non-work day, so there is no post on Sundays."
Vernon (taking a letter from the tray): Right you are, Harry.
"He knows your name?!" Ron exclaimed in frustration.
"Yes, he does. He just doesn't like saying it." Harry said.
"What does he call you?" Hermione asked.
Harry doesn't say anything.
Vernon: No post on Sunday. Ha! An owl is heard screeching and Harry goes to the window. No blasted letters today! No, sir! Not one single bloody letter! Not one! Harry looks out of the window, and sees owls everywhere and he is shocked. Owls screech and instrumental music plays. No, sir! Not one blasted, miserable…
He is cut off as a letter emerges from the fireplace and hits him in the face.
Everybody chuckled.
"He deserved that for trying to hide the truth from you." Ron grumbled.
Vernon covers his ears as the letters come out of the fireplace.
Dudley (screaming): Make it stop! Please make it stop!
Vernon: Stop it, please!
Harry smiled as the letters came bursting out of the fireplace.
Everybody laughed again, similar to the zoo incident.
Dudley (screaming): Stop it! Stop it!
Petunia screams as Harry reached for a letter.
Dudley (screaming): Please tell me what's happening!
Everybody smiled at that.
Vernon (screaming at the letters): Go away! Aah! Harry grabs a letter and Vernon gets up. (yelling at Harry) Give me that! Give me that letter! Harry runs to his cupboard.
Everybody glared at the cupboard.
"I actually had Dudley's second bedroom at this time." Harry said.
"Second bedroom?!" people repeated. "Wait, they knew they had more than two bedrooms and they still gave you a cupboard?!"
Harry didn't respond to this.
Everybody screams as Petunia and Dudley go to the hallway and Vernon tackles Harry to prevent him from getting into the cupboard.
Madam Bones wrote assault and battery (2nd count) on her clipboard.
Harry (yelling): They're my letters! Let go of me!
The letters enter through the letterbox of the door.
Vernon: That's it! We're going away! Far away! Where they can't find us!
"He's gone mad!" the twins exclaimed.
Dudley (to Petunia): Daddy's gone mad, hasn't he?
"No, he's perfectly–" Fred began.
"Sane." George finished.
Petunia doesn't answer as she just looks at the letter fearfully. The scene cuts to the Hut-on-the-Rock in the middle of the Atlantic Ocean as thunder rumbles. We see Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon asleep in a bed upstairs. Downstairs, we see Dudley is asleep and Harry is drawing a "cake" and "candles" with "Happy Birthday, Harry" written in the sand as Dudley's watch beeps, indicating that it is midnight. The instrumental music continues.
"Doesn't even have a birthday cake." Mrs. Weasley grumbled.
"Don't worry, Hagrid solves that one." Harry said, winking.
"What's with the wink?" Ron asked.
"You'll see." Harry said.
Harry (to himself): Make a wish, Harry.
He blows the sand cake, as the door bangs, waking up Dudley, as he moves out of the way. A bang is heard again, as Harry hides.
"What's that banging?" somebody asked.
Harry smiled.
Vernon and Petunia go downstairs as a bang is heard. Vernon is seen, having a rifle in his hand.
"He has a rifle!" Hermione waved her arms in the air, defeated.
"What's a rifle?" Neville asked.
"It's a gun. Basically it's like the Blasting Curse, but worse." Hermione explained and they nodded.
Madam Bones wrote down illegally owned a firearm in front of minors on her clipboard.
Vernon (whispering): Who's there?
A bang is heard and the door falls down and the Dursleys scream and Hagrid comes into view, putting away his umbrella.
"Wow! What a dramatic entrance." Ron said.
Hagrid: Sorry about that.
"He didn't say that. He asked them to make him a cup of tea." Harry corrected.
Hagrid lifted up the door and put it back in place.
Vernon (to Hagrid): I demand that you leave at once, sir! You're breaking and entering!
Hagrid steps up to Vernon and Petunia whimpers.
Hagrid: Dry up, Dursley, you great prune.
Hagrid bends the gun, which causes it to shoot upwards and the Dursleys temporarily scream.
Everyone laughed.
Hagrid moved towards Dudley.
Hagrid (to Dudley, mistaking him as Hagrid): My, I haven't seen you since you were a baby, Harry, but you're a bit more along than I would've expected, particularly 'round the middle.
"Hagrid didn't mistake Dudley. He knew who I was immediately when he said that I looked like my dad, but had my mum's eye." Harry corrected.
Dudley (stammering): I-I'm not Harry.
"Intimidated, much?" Hermione asked.
"He also was hiding behind his parents." Harry said.
Harry comes around the corner to reveal himself.
Harry: I-I am.
Hagrid: Well, of course you are. Got something for you. 'Fraid I might have sat on it at some point but I imagine it'll taste fine just the same. He hands him a box. Baked it myself, words and all. Heh.
Harry opened it and we see a strawberry frosting-flavored cake which reads "Happee Birthdae, Harry".
Harry: Thank you.
Hagrid: It's not every day your young man turns 11, now, is it, eh?
"I guess not. But it was actually chocolate." Harry corrected.
Hagrid sits down and takes out his umbrella and uses magic to create a fire in the wooden stove and Harry looks amazed at this. Harry puts down his cake and approaches Hagrid.
"Ha! He can't do magic!" Umbridge exclaimed and was about to write something on her clipboard when Dumbledore interrupted her.
"I was given permission from Minister Fudge to allow Hagrid to use magic to get Harry." Dumbledore explained.
As this, Umbridge shut up.
Harry (to Hagrid): Excuse me, but… w-who are you?
Hagrid: Rubeus Hagrid, Keeper of Keys and Grounds at Hogwarts. Of course, you'll know all about Hogwarts.
"No." Harry said.
Harry: Sorry, no.
"Why did you say no?" Hermione asked.
"I thought he was upset at me." Harry explained.
Hagrid: No? Blimey, Harry, didn't you ever wonder where your mum and dad learned it all?
Harry: Learned what?
"He didn't know?!" Hermione, Minerva, and Mrs. Weasley exclaimed. Dumbledore shrunk from their gaze.
"I told you it wasn't the best place for him." Minerva said.
Hagrid: You're a wizard, Harry.
"He actually said, 'Harry – yer a wizard'." Harry corrected.
Instrumental music played.
Harry (shocked): I'm a what?
Hagrid: A wizard, and a thumpin' good 'un, I'd wager 'once you train up a little.
Harry: No. You've made a mistake. I mean… I can't be a-a wizard.
"Harry Potter? A Squib?" Ron made choking noises and Harry and Hermione hit him.
Harry: I mean, I'm just… Harry. Just Harry.
Hagrid: Well, Just Harry, did you ever make anything happen, anything you couldn't explain when you were angry o-or scared?
"It wasn't when I was scared. It was when I was angry or feeling extreme emotions." Harry corrected.
Harry looked up at Hagrid confused, and he stood up.
Hagrid: Hmm.
Dudley whimpered.
Everybody laughed. It was ironic that the bully was whimpering when all of his laughed he caused whimpering and tears.
Hagrid handed Harry his letter.
Harry (reading his letter, getting more happy as he reads it): "Dear Mr. Potter, we are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry!"
Everyone smiled at that, especially the Muggle-borns like Colin, Dennis, and Hermione, who were surprised to get a letter.
Vernon came over to block Harry.
Vernon (to Hagrid): He will not be going, I tell you! We swore when we took him in, we'd put a stop to all this rubbish!
"That could have caused an Obscurial." Hermione muttered.
"What was that, Hermione?" Harry asked.
"An Obscurial. It's a magical force that bursts out and attacks. Over time, it dies off. The oldest Obscurial was 32 years old." Hermione explained.
Dumbledore looked away, as she said that last part.
Harry (to Vernon and Petunia, surprised): You knew? You knew all along, and you never told me?
Petunia (showing her jealous): Of course we knew. How could you not be? My perfect sister being who she was. Oh, my mother and father were so proud the day she got her letter. "We have a witch in the family. Isn't it wonderful?" I was the only one to see her for what she was. Thunder rumbled. A freak! And then, she met that Potter, and then she had you, and I knew you would be the same. Just as strange, just as… abnormal.
"Harry's perfectly normal. You and your perfect family are the freaks!" Hermione and Ron exclaimed.
"Thanks, guys." Harry said, sheepishly smiling.
Petunia: And then, if you please, she went and got herself blown up and we got landed with you.
"Blown up?!" everybody exclaimed.
Severus gritted his teeth. It was clear Petunia hadn't changed from the last time he saw her, which was 20 years ago.
Harry (angrily): Blown up? You told me my parents died in a car crash!
"A CAR CRASH?!" everybody exclaimed.
"The Boy Who Lived didn't even know his story." somebody said.
Harry groaned and rolled his eyes.
Hagrid (angrily): A car crash? A car crash kill Lily and James Potter?
"I mean, I guess they had to say something that makes sense." Hermione muttered.
Petunia (muttering): We had to say something.
We see Dudley take Harry's cake.
Everybody growled at that.
Hagrid (angrily): It's an outrage! It's a scandal!
Vernon (growling): He'll not be going.
"Yes, he will." Ron, Hermione, Ginny, Minerva, and Mrs. Weasley growled.
Hagrid (sarcastically): Oh? And I suppose a great Muggle like yourself's gonna stop him, are you?
Harry (confused): Muggle?
Hagrid (calmly): Non-magic folk.
"That was great. Even if he tried, he can't get through the barrier at Platform 9 and Muggles can't get into Hogwarts. They would just see ruins. It's in Hogwarts: A History." Hermione pointed out.
Hagrid (angrily, to Vernon and Petunia): This boy's had his name down ever since he were born!
We see Dudley drinking out of the sink.
"Pig."
Hagrid (angrily): He's going to the finest school of witchcraft and wizardry in the world and he'll be under the finest headmaster that Hogwarts has ever seen: Albus Dumbledore.
Some of the Slytherins and those who did not believe Harry about Voldemort's return scoffed at this.
Vernon (growling): I'll not pay to have some crackpot old fool teach him magic tricks!
"Shouldn't have said that." Ron said.
Hagrid pulled out his umbrella.
Hagrid (growling): Never… insult Albus Dumbledore in front of me.
He sees Dudley eating out of Harry's cake and he uses magic to make Dudley sprout a pig's tail, much to Harry's amazement/enthusiasm and the Dursleys' horror and terror as they screamed and chased him and Hagrid smiled.
"Dudley wasn't eating my cake. In fact, if anything, he would do the opposite as the Dursleys told him not to take anything from Hagrid." Harry corrected.
Everyone burst into laughter.
"He wasn't supposed to do that! He committed a crime. He broke the Statute of Secrecy by doing that." Umbridge said, as he brought out her clipboard and started taking notes, but she was interrupted by Hermione this time.
"The Dursleys knew about wizards, so technically, he didn't break the Statute of Secrecy. That law is only for Muggles who don't know about magic." Hermione corrected.
"But he still used magic on a Muggle!" Umbridge exclaimed.
"His anger got the best of him. Harry also used magic on a Muggle. He used magic to put Dudley into the tank, and he also used magic to scare Dudley." Hermione pointed out.
Umbridge stayed quiet again.
Instrumental music played again.
Hagrid (smiling, to Harry): I'd appreciate it if you didn't tell anyone at Hogwarts about that. Strictly speaking, I'm not allowed to do magic.
"Yes, he is not! Why is he doing it, then?!" Umbridge exclaimed.
Everybody ignored her.
Harry: Okay.
"And then I asked why and he said he was expelled and when I asked, he went to bed." Harry corrected.
Hagrid (checking a pocket watch): Ooh, we're a bit beyond schedule. Best be off. Hagrid ripped the wooden door off its hinges. (yelling at Harry as the door makes a thudding sound) Unless you'd rather stay, of course. Hmm?
"We didn't leave until the morning after." Harry corrected. "And why would I stay?"
Hagrid leaves through the hole and thunder rumbles as Harry grabs his sweater and follows him.
"To Diagon Alley!" Fred and George exclaimed.