We see Harry and Hagrid in London, with Harry reading his Hogwarts supplies list.

Harry (reading Hogwarts supplies list): "All students must be equipped with… one standard size-two pewter cauldron and may bring, if they desire, either an owl, a cat, or a toad."

"Professor McGonagall?" Harry asked.

"Yes?" Minerva answered kindly.

"Why was Ron allowed to bring a rat?" he asked.

"His parents asked." Minerva answered.

"So, I can bring say… a dog?" Harry asked.

"As long as Professor Dumbledore is okay with it." Minerva explained.

Harry smiled and got an idea, but it might have to wait until Sirius got registered, because by the end of this, he would have to register.

Harry looks at Hagrid.

Harry: Can we find all this in London?

Hagrid (smiling): If you know where to go.

As Hagrid and Harry walked up towards a pub, the sign came into view and read "The Leaky Cauldron".

Everybody smiled at the mention of the pub.

Hagrid and Harry go inside and we see it is quiet as music on the stereo is heard.

Tom the Innkeeper (to Hagrid): Ah, Hagrid! The usual, I presume?

Hagrid: No, thanks, Tom. I'm on official Hogwarts business. He puts on a hand on Harry's shoulder. Just helping young Harry here buy his school supplies.

"Subtle, Hagrid." Ron said sarcastically and said giant flushed red in his face.

Tom (shocked): Bless my soul, it's Harry Potter.

The pub goes silent. Several people come to greet Harry.

Man #1 (shaking Harry's hand): Welcome back, Mr. Potter. Welcome back.

Harry, Ron, Hermione, and the DA rolled their eyes, seeing as how many of those wizards ended up siding with the Ministry, with the exception of Dedalus.

Doris Crockford (greeting herself to Harry, shaking his hand): Doris Crockford, Mr. Potter. I can't believe I'm meeting you at last.

Professor Quirinus Quirrell comes into view.

Quirinus Quirrell (stuttering): Harry P-Potter.

Harry, Ron, Hermione, Severus, Minerva, Hagrid, and Dumbledore glared at Quirrell.

Quirrell: Can't tell you how pleased I am to meet you.

"Yeah, so pleased you wanted to hand me to Voldemort." Harry said darkly.

Hagrid: Hello, Professor. I didn't see you there. Harry, this is Professor Quirrell. He'll be your Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher at Hogwarts.

"And he was actually decent." Harry muttered to his friends and they nodded. Despite not showing many creatures like Lupin and teaching students about the Unforgivable Curses like Fake Moody, at least Quirrell wasn't a fraud like Lockhart and wasn't incompetent like Lockhart and Umbridge.

Harry (offering his hand): Oh. Nice to meet you.

Quirrell flinched as if he was expecting to get burned.

"He actually did shake my hand and he didn't have a turban yet. He didn't have his turban until Hogwarts." Harry corrected.

Quirrell (stuttering): F-Fearfully fascinating subject. N-Not that you need it, eh, Potter?

Harry, Ron, Hermione, and the DA rolled their eyes.

Harry smiled.

Hagrid: Yes, well, must be going now. Lots to buy.

Harry; Goodbye.

Harry and Hagrid leave through a backdoor, where we see a brick wall.

Hagrid: See, Harry, you're famous.

Harry: But why am I famous, Hagrid?

"He did tell me I was famous and he explained the story at the Hut-on-the-Rock." Harry corrected.

Harry: All those people back there, how is it they know who I am?

"Stupid Voldemort." Harry muttered. It was because of old Moldy Shorts (a nickname that Fred and George called him) that he was an orphan living with family members who treated him like the dirt on their shoes, that Hogwarts was not safe during his first, second, somewhat third, fourth, and fifth years, that Ginny was possessed, that Colin, Justin, Nick, and Hermione got petrified, and that the events in his fourth year happened.

Hagrid: I'm not sure I'm exactly the right person to tell you that, Harry.

"You are, Hagrid." Harry smiled and said half-giant flushed red.

Hagrid pulled out his pink umbrella and used it to move the bricks and the bricks moved to reveal a secret section behind London: Diagon Alley.

Hagrid: Welcome, Harry, to Diagon Alley.

Harry looked amazed and smiled.

Everyone smiled at 11-year-old Harry's amazement.

Instrumental music played as Harry and Hagrid walked around Diagon Alley.

Hagrid (pointing at a shop): Here's where you get your quills and your ink. (pointing at another shop) And over there, all your bits and bobs for doing your wizardry.

Harry looks amazed at seeing all the shops, as they pass Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions and Eeylop's Owl Emporium as owls are heard screeching. A bat is seen walking clinging from a pipe as it screeches. Harry and Hagrid pass a bunch of boys around Harry's age, looking at a Nimbus 2000 racing broom, at the shop called Quality Quidditch Supplies.

Boy #1: It's a world-class racing broom.

Boy #2: Wow, look at it! The new Nimbus 2000.

Boy #1: It's the fastest model yet.

Harry smiled at his former racing broom.

Harry stares at the broom, which reads "Nimbus 2000" on the broom handle. Harry and Hagrid continue walking.

Harry (to Hagrid): But, Hagrid, how am I to pay for this? I haven't money.

Hagrid (pointing at a big, white building, which is Gringotts Wizarding Bank): Well, there's your money, Harry. Gringotts, the wizard bank. T'ain't no safer place. Not one. Except perhaps Hogwarts.

"That may have been true then. But now… Quirrelmort, the Basilisk, students getting petrified, Voldemort getting in the school twice, Dementors, Wormtail, and hell, even Voldemort's supporters getting in Hogwarts." Harry whispered to Ron and Hermione.

"He's got a point, you know." Ron said.

Harry and Hagrid are in Gringotts as Harry stares at the goblins and looks a little freaked out.

Harry (freaked out): Uh, Hagrid… What exactly are these things?

Hagrid: They're goblins, Harry. Clever as they come, goblins, but not the most friendliest of beasts. Best stay close. Harry and Hagrid walk up to the head goblin's desk. (to the head goblin, clearing his throat) Mr. Harry Potter wishes to make a withdrawal.

Head Goblin: Ohh.

He puts his quill down to look at Harry.

"I don't like that look." Ron said.

Head Goblin: And does Mr. Harry Potter have his key?

Hagrid: Oh, wait a minute. Got it here somewhere. Hagrid pulls out the key. (triumphantly) Ha! There's the little devil. Oh, and there's something else as well. Hagrid pulls out a letter. Professor Dumbledore gave me this. He gives it to the goblin and at the top corner of the letter is a stamp which labels it as "top secret". (whispering) It's about you-know-what in Vault you-know-which.

Harry looks suspicious and looks at Hagrid.

Head Goblin: Very well.

Later, we see Harry and Hagrid with the goblin Griphook down in the vaults as a vault cart comes to a stop.

Griphook: Vault 687. Griphook goes to the door. (to Hagrid) Lamp, please. Hagrid hands him the lamp. Griphook goes to the door. Key, please. Hagrid hands him the key and Griphook opens Harry's vault, which rattles and Harry is amazed, giving an jaw dropping expression at how much money he has.

Ron flushed as he looked jealous about this.

"I can share." Harry said.

"No, I don't want you to." Ron said.

"Really, I insist. I don't really need that much money." Harry said.

Hagrid (to Harry): Didn't think your mum and dad would leave with nothin', now did you?

Later, we see Harry and Hagrid going to another vault: 713.

Griphook: Vault 713.

Harry: What's in there, Hagrid?

"None of your beeswax." Ron muttered, knowing it was the Philosopher's Stone.

Hagrid: Can't tell you, Harry. Hogwarts business. Very secret.

"Subtle Hagrid." Ron said and said half-giant flushed.

Griphook: Stand back.

Griphook put his finger on the door and the door opens as the vault clicks open and we see a small package in the vault as instrumental music plays and Hagrid picked it up as Harry gave a look of confusion.

Hagrid: Best not to mention this to anyone, Harry.

"Who is he gonna tell?" Ron asked. "He didn't have friends, yet."

Hagrid puts it in his coat. Outside, Harry is carrying packages as Harry and Hagrid pass the Daily Prophet office.

Harry (reading his supplies list): I still need… a wand.

Hagrid: A wand? Well, you want Ollivander's. There ain't no place better. Why don't you run along there and wait? I just got one more thing I got to do. I won't be long.

"He actually stayed. That's how I knew about the umbrella." Harry corrected.

Harry steps in Ollivander's as the doorbell goes off. It seems to be empty.

Harry (calling out for somebody): Hello? Hello?

A man on a ladder, Garrick Ollivander, comes and smiles when he sees Harry. This seems to unnerve Harry.

Garrick Ollivander: I wondered when I'd be seeing you, Mr. Potter. He steps off the ladder. It seems only yesterday that your mother and father were in here buying their first wands.

"The way he remembers is kinda creepy." Ron whispered.

Ollivander picked up a wand case.

Ollivander: Here we are. He hands it to Harry. Harry takes it. Well, give it a wave. Harry does so and Ollivander's wand boxes violently clatter to the ground and this makes Harry freaked out. He puts the wand back on the counter. Apparently not. He picks up another wandbox and shows the wand to Harry. Perhaps… this. Harry waves it and it causes glass to shatter. No, no. Definitely not. No matter. Ollivander picks up another case and looks at it curiously. I wonder. Instrumental music plays again. He appears from out of the corner and gives it to Harry and wind blows as the wand chooses him. (in a concerned tone) Curious. Very curious.

Everyone looked curious.

Harry: S-sorry, but what's curious?

Ollivander: I remember every wand I've ever sold, Mr. Potter. It so happens that the phoenix whose tail feather resides in your wand gave another feather. Just one other. It is curious that you should be destined for this wand when its (pointing at Harry's scar) gave you that scar.

Intense music plays.

Harry: A-and who owned that wand?

Everybody flinched.

Ollivander: Oh, we do not speak his name. The wand chooses the wizard, Mr. Potter. It's not always clear why, but… I think it is clear that we can expect great things from you. After all, He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named did great things. Terrible… yes, but great.

There is rapping heard on the window.

Hagrid (from outside, carrying an owl, Hedwig's cage): Harry! Harry! Happy birthday!

Hedwig screeches.

Harry (amazed): Wow.

Hedwig screeches again.

"We actually went together." Harry corrected.

We see Harry and Hagrid eating lunch at the Leaky Cauldron.

Hagrid (showing a look of concern towards Harry): You alright, Harry? You seem very quiet.

Harry: He killed my parents, didn't he? (gesturing to his scar) The one who gave me this? You know, Hagrid. I know you do.

Hagrid (sighing): First, and understand this, Harry, 'cause it's very important… Not all wizards are good. Some of them go bad.

Harry glared at Draco and his Slytherin friends, knowing that they were bad.

Hagrid: A few years ago, there was one wizard who went as bad as you can go. And his name was V… (sighing) His name was V…

"Fear of a name only increases fear of a thing itself." Harry said and everybody but Fudge and Umbridge nodded.

"His name also literally translates to 'flight from death'." Hermione explained and everybody was shocked at this.

Harry: Maybe if you wrote it down.

Hagrid: No, I can't spell it. Alright, (whispering) Voldemort.

Harry: Voldemort?

Hagrid (shushing him): Shh! Harry looks behind his back to see if anybody is listening. It was dark times, Harry. Dark times. Dramatic music starts playing. A flashback starts, as we see a cloaked figure, Voldemort, entering the village of Godric's Hollow where Harry was located as a baby. (voiceover) Voldemort started to gather some followers and brought 'em over to the dark side.

"Makes you think of Star Wars, come to think of it." Harry whispered to Hermione, who smirked.

"What's Star Wars?" Ron asked.

"Later." Harry and Hermione said in unison.

Voldemort used his wand to open the door to Harry's parents' house.

Hagrid (voiceover): Anybody that stood up to him ended up dead. Your parents fought against him. We see Lily trying to block Voldemort from baby Harry as she is screaming. But nobody lived when he decided to kill 'em.

Green light is seen as Voldemort kills Lily.

"The Killing Curse." Harry muttered.

Hagrid (voiceover): Nobody, not one. We see Voldemort point his wand at baby Harry. Except you.

The flashback and music ends.

"It's all a mystery." Harry said.

Harry (whispering): Me? Voldemort tried to kill… me?

"Unfortunately." Harry said.

Hagrid: Yes. That ain't no ordinary cut on your forehead, Harry. A mark like that only comes from being touched by a curse and an evil curse at that.

Harry: What happened to Vo… To You-Know-Who?

Hagrid: Well, some say he died. Codswallop, in my opinion. Nope, I reckon he's out there still… Too tired to carry on.

"See, he's not back!" Umbridge and Fudge exclaimed.

The DA rolled their eyes at this.

"But Hagrid did say he's not dead either." Ron pointed out and Umbridge and Fudge went silent.

Hagrid: But one thing's absolutely certain… Something about you stumped him that night. That's why you're famous. That's why everybody knows your name. You're the Boy Who Lived.

Harry looked shocked at this.

"Unfortunately." Harry said.