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You're more like them than you know, Harry.
In time, you'll come to see just how much.
Honeyduke's Sweetshop is brilliant, but nothing beats Zonko's Joke Shop.
We never got to go to the Shrieking Shack.
- You heard it's the most... - Haunted building in Britain. I know.
What's going on?
Probably Neville forgot the password again.
- Hey. - Oh, you're there.
Let me through, please. Excuse me! I'm Head Boy!
Get back, all of you.
No one is to enter this dormitory until it's been searched.
The Fat Lady! She's gone!
Serves her right. She was a terrible singer.
It's not funny, Ron.
Keep calm, everyone. Break into fours. Back to your common room.
- Be quiet. - Make way.
- The headmaster's here. - Come on, move.
You heard. Move!
Mr. Filch? Round up the ghosts.
Tell them to search every painting in the castle to find the Fat Lady.
There's no need for ghosts, professor.
The Fat Lady's there.
Mind where you're going! Slow down!
You listen! I'm Head Boy!
- Come back here! - Keep moving!
Dear lady, who did this to you?
Eyes like the devil, he's got, and a soul as dark as his name.
It's him, headmaster. The one they all talk about.
He's here, somewhere in the castle!
Sirius Black!
Secure the castle, Mr. Filch. The rest of you, to the Great Hall.
I've searched the Astronomy Tower and the Owlery. There's nothing there.
- Thank you. - The third floor's clear too, sir.
- Very good. - I've done the dungeons.
No sign of Black, nor anywhere else in the castle.
I didn't really expect him to linger.
Remarkable feat, don't you think?
To enter Hogwarts Castle on one's own...
...completely undetected? - Quite remarkable, yes.
Any theories on how he managed it?
Many. Each as unlikely as the next.
You may recall...
...prior to the start of term I expressed concerns...
...about your appointment of Professor...
Not a single professor inside this castle would help Sirius Black enter it.
I'm quite convinced the castle is safe...
...and I'm more than willing to send the students to their houses.
What about Potter? Should he be warned?
Perhaps. But for now, let him sleep.
For in dreams, we enter a world that's entirely our own.
Let them swim in the deepest ocean or glide over the highest cloud.
Turn to page 394.
Excuse me, sir. Where's Professor Lupin?
That's not really your concern, is it, Potter?
Suffice it to say your professor finds himself incapable of teaching...
...at the present time. Turn to page 394.
&Werewolves&?
Sir, we just learned about red caps and hinkypunks.
- We're not meant to start that for weeks. - Quiet.
When did she come in? Did you see her come in?
Now, which one of you can tell me the difference...
...between an Animagus and a werewolf?
- How disappointing. - Please, sir.
An Animagus is a wizard who elects to turn into an animal.
A werewolf has no choice.
With each full moon...
...he no longer remembers who he is. He'd kill his best friend.
The werewolf only responds to the call of its own kind.
Thank you, Mr. Malfoy. That's the second time...
...you've spoken out of turn, Miss Granger.
Are you incapable of restraining yourself...
...or do you take pride in being an insufferable know-it-all?
- He's got a point, you know. - Five points from Gryffindor.
As an antidote to your ignorance, and on my desk, by Monday morning...
...two rolls of parchment on the werewolf, with emphasis...
...on recognizing it. - It's Quidditch tomorrow.
Then I suggest you take extra care, Mr. Potter.
Loss of limb will not excuse you.
The term &werewolf&...
...is a contraction of the Anglo-Saxon word &wer&...
...which means &man,& and &wolf.& Werewolf, man-wolf.
There are several ways to become a werewolf.
They include being given the power of shape-shifting...
...being bitten by a werewolf...
Go, Harry! Go, Harry!
Aresto momentum!
- He looks a bit peaky, doesn't he? - Peaky?
What do you expect? He fell over 100 feet.
Let's walk you off a tower and see what you look like.
Probably a right sight better than he normally does.
- How are you feeling? - Oh, brilliant.
You gave us a right good scare.
- What happened? - Well, you fell off your broom.
Really? I meant the match. Who won?
No one blames you, Harry.
Dementors aren't supposed to be on the grounds. Dumbledore's furious.
After he saved you, he sent them off.
There's something else you should know too.
When you fell, your broom sort of blew into the Whomping Willow, and...
I'm sorry to hear about your broomstick.
Is there no chance of fixing it?
Professor, why do the dementors affect me so?
- I mean, more than everyone else? - Listen.
Dementors are the foulest creatures to walk this earth.
They feed on every good feeling, every happy memory...
...until a person is left with absolutely nothing but his worst experiences.
You are not weak, Harry.
Dementors affect you most because there are true horrors in your past.
Horrors your classmates can scarcely imagine.
You have nothing to be ashamed of.
- I'm scared, professor. - I'd consider you a fool if you weren't.
I need to know how to fight them. You could teach me.
You made the one on the train go away.
There was only one that night.
- But you made it go away. - I don't pretend to be an expert, Harry.
But as the dementors seem to have developed an interest in you...
...perhaps I should teach you. But after the holidays.
For now, I need to rest.
Last call for Hogsmeade! Come on, now!
- Guys, let me go. - Clever, Harry.
- But not clever enough. - We've got a better way.
- I'm trying to get to Hogsmeade. - We know.
We'll get you there.
- We'll show you a quicker way. - lf you pipe down.
- Bless him. - Let me go! Come on, guys. Don't...
- Now, Harry. - Come and join the big boys.
What are you doing?!
- What's this rubbish? - &What's this rubbish?& he says.
- It's the secret to our success. - It's a wrench giving it to you...
But we've decided your needs are greater than ours.
George, if you will.
I solemnly swear that I am up to no good.
&Messrs. Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot and Prongs...
...are proud to present the Marauder's Map.&
We owe them so much.
Hang on. This is Hogwarts. And that...
- No. Is that really...? - Dumbledore.
- In his study. - Pacing.
Does that a lot.
- So this map shows...? - Everyone.
- Where they are. - What they're doing.
- Every minute. - Every day.
- Brilliant! Where did you get it? - From Filch's office.
- First year. - There are seven secret passageways...
...out of the castle. - We'd recommend this one.
- The One-Eyed Witch passageway. - Leads you to Honeyduke's.
Hurry. Filch is heading this way.
And don't forget. When you're done, just give it a tap and say:
&Mischief managed.& Otherwise, anyone can read it.
Now, how much do you want?
Delicious.
It's meant to be the most haunted building in Britain. Did I mention that?
Do you want to move a bit closer?
To the Shrieking Shack?
Actually, I'm fine here.
Well, well. Look who's here.
You two shopping for your new dream home?
Bit grand for you, isn't it, Weasle-Bee? Don't your family sleep in one room?
- Shut your mouth, Malfoy. - Not very friendly.
Boys, I think it's time we teach Weasle-Bee how to respect his superiors.
- Hope you don't mean yourself. - How dare you talk to me!
You filthy little mudblood!
Who is that?
- Don't stand there! Do something! - What?
What's up, Malfoy? Lost your skis?
Get out of the way!
Malfoy! Wait! Wait!
Bloody hell, Harry. That was not funny.
Those weasels! Never told me about any Marauder's Map.
He won't keep it. He'll turn it over to Professor McGonagall.
- Aren't you? - Sure. Along with his Invisibility Cloak.
Look who it is. Madam Rosmerta.
- Ron fancies her. - That's not true!
- Professor McGonagall! - Cornelius!
Allow me, minister.
- Oh, Hagrid... - Sorry about that.
Rosmerta, my dear. I hope business is good.
It'd be a lot better if the Ministry wasn't sending dementors...
...into my pub every other night! - We have...
- We have a killer on the loose. - Sirius Black in Hogsmeade!
And what would bring him here?
- Harry Potter. - Harry Potter?
- No underage wizards allowed in today! - Shut the damn door!
- So rude. - Thick heads.
- Thick heads?! - How dare they!
- Who are they calling thick heads? - Young whippersnappers!
Nobody will come to a pub where they'll get scared out of their wits.
Professor Dumbledore doesn't want dementors around the place.
Tell me what this is all about.
Years ago, when Harry Potter's parents realized they were marked for death...
Remember? They hid. Few knew where they were.
One who did was Sirius Black. And he told You-Know-Who.
Not only did Black lead him to the Potters that night...
...he also killed Peter Pettigrew!
- Peter Pettigrew? - Little lump of a boy.
- Always trailing after Black. - I remember.
Never let James and Sirius out of his sight.
- What happened? - Peter tried to warn the Potters...
...and might have, had he not run into an old friend, Sirius Black.
Black was vicious. He didn't kill Pettigrew.
He destroyed him!
A finger. That's all that was left. A finger. Nothing else.
Sirius Black may not have put his hands to the Potters...
...but he's the reason they're dead. - He wants to finish things.
- I don't believe it. - That's not the worst of it.
- What could be worse? - This: Sirius Black was...
...and remains to this day...
...Harry Potter's godfather!
Ron, look!
- Sorry. Excuse me, excuse me. - Merry Christmas.
Harry, what happened?
He was their friend...
...and he betrayed them.
He was their friend!
I hope he finds me.
Because when he does, I'm gonna be ready!
When he does, I'm gonna kill him!
There you are. You came.
Are you sure about this, Harry? This is very advanced magic...
...well beyond the Ordinary Wizarding Level.
Well, everything's prepared.
The spell I'm going to teach you is called the Patronus Charm.
Did you ever hear of it?
No? Well...
A Patronus is a positive force. For the wizard who conjures one...
...it works like a shield, with the dementor feeding on it rather than him.
But in order for it to work, you need to think of a memory.
Not just any memory, a very happy memory, a very powerful memory.
Can you do this? Yes. Very well.
Close your eyes.
Concentrate.
Explore your past.
Do you have a memory?
Allow it to fill you up.
Lose yourself within it.
Then speak the incantation, Expecto Patronum.
- Expecto Patronum. - Very good.
Shall we? Wand at the ready.
Expecto Patronum!
Expecto... Expecto...
Here we go. Come on. Sit up. Deep breaths.
It's all right. I didn't expect you to do it the first time.
That would have been remarkable. Here, eat this. You'll feel better.
- That's one nasty dementor. - Oh, no, no, no.
That was a boggart, Harry. A boggart.
The real thing would be worse. Much, much worse.
As a matter of interest, what were you thinking?
- Which memory did you choose? - The first time I rode a broom.
That's not good enough. Not nearly good enough.
There's another. It's not happy, exactly.
Well, it is.
It's the happiest I've ever felt...
...but it's complicated. - Is it strong?
Then let's give it a try. You feel ready?
Just do it.
Expecto Patronum!
Expecto Patronum!
Well done, Harry. Well done!
- I think I've had enough for today. - Yes. Sit down. Here.
Eat this, it helps. It really helps.
And just so you know, Harry...
...I think you'd have given your father a run for his money. And that...
...is saying something.
I was thinking of him.
Seeing their faces.
They were talking to me.
Just talking.
That's the memory I chose.
I don't even know if it's real.
But it's the best I have.
- Beautiful day. - Gorgeous.
Unless you've been ripped to pieces!
Ripped to pieces? What are you talking about?
- Ronald has lost his rat. - I haven't lost anything!
- Your cat killed him! - Rubbish.
Harry, you've seen the way that bloodthirsty beast of hers...
...is always lurking about. And Scabbers is gone.
Well, maybe you should take better care of your pets!
- Your cat killed him! - Did not.
- Did. - Didn't.
How did it go, Hagrid? The hearing?
Well, first off, the committee members took turns...
...talking about why we were there.
I got up and did my piece. Said how Buckbeak...
...was a good hippogriff, always cleaned his feathers.
And then Lucius Malfoy got up. Well, you can imagine.
He said Buckbeak was a deadly and dangerous creature...
...who would kill you as soon as look at you.
And then he asked for the worst, did old Lucius.
- They're not sacking you! - No, I'm not sacked.
Buckbeak's been sentenced to death!
Spiders! There's... There's spiders. Spiders. They want me to tap-dance.
- I don't wanna tap-dance! - You tell those spiders.
Right, yeah. Tell them. I'll tell them...
- Peter Pettigrew? - Little lump of a boy.
- Always trailing after Sirius Black. - Black was vicious.
He didn't kill Pettigrew, he destroyed him!
- Put that light out! - Sorry.
- Watch it there, boy. - We're trying to sleep here!
Mischief managed. Nox.
What are you doing wandering the corridors at night?
I was sleepwalking.
How extraordinarily like your father you are, Potter.
He, too, was exceedingly arrogant, strutting about the castle.
My dad didn't strut. And nor do I.
Now, if you don't mind, I would appreciate it if you could lower your wand.
Turn out your pockets.
Turn out your pockets!
What's this?
- Spare bit of parchment. - Really? Open it.
Reveal your secrets.
&Messrs. Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot, and Prongs...
...offer their compliments to Professor Snape and...&
&And request he keep his large nose out of other people's business.&
- You insolent little... - Professor!
Well, well. Lupin.
Out for a little walk in the moonlight, are we?
Harry, are you all right?
That remains to be seen.
I have now just confiscated a rather curious artifact.
Take a look, Lupin. Supposed to be your area of expertise.
- Clearly, it's full of dark magic. - I seriously doubt it, Severus.
It looks as though it's a parchment designed to insult anyone...
...who tries to read it. I suspect it's a Zonko product.
Nevertheless, I shall investigate any hidden qualities it may possess.
It is, after all, as you say, my area of expertise.
Harry, would you come with me, please? Professor, good night.
Are you deaf? Put that light out!
I haven't the faintest idea how this map came to be in your possession...
...but quite frankly, I am astounded that you didn't hand it in.
Did it never occur to you that this, in the hands of Sirius Black...
...is a map to you?
- No. - No, sir.
Your father never set much store by the rules either.
But he and your mother gave their lives to save yours.
Gambling their sacrifice by wandering the castle unprotected...
...with a killer on the loose seems to me a poor way to repay them!
Now, I will not cover up for you again.
- Do you hear me? - Yes, sir.
I want you to return to your dormitory and stay there.
And don't take any detours. If you do, I shall know.
Professor, just so you know, I don't think that map always works.
Earlier, it showed someone in the castle. Someone I know to be dead.
Oh, really? And who might that be?
Peter Pettigrew.
That's not possible.
It's just what I saw.
Good night, professor.
Broaden your minds. You must look beyond.
The art of crystal gazing is in the clearing of the Inner Eye.
Only then can you see. Try again.
Now, what do we have here?
Do you mind me trying?
The Grim, possibly.
My dear, from the first moment you stepped foot in my class...
...I sensed that you did not possess the proper spirit...
...for the noble art of Divination. No, you see, there.
You may be young in years, but your heart is as shriveled...
...as an old maid's, your soul as dry as the pages of the books...
...to which you so desperately cleave.
Have I said something?
She's gone mental, Hermione has. Not that she wasn't always mental...
...but now it's in the open for everyone to see.
- We better take this back. - I'm not going back.
- Fine. See you later. - See you.
Harry Potter...
- Professor Trelawney... - He will return tonight.
Tonight, he who betrayed his friends, whose heart rots with murder...
...shall break free.
Innocent blood shall be spilt...
...and servant and master shall be reunited once more.
I'm so sorry, dear boy. Did you say something?
I can't believe they're going to kill Buckbeak. It's just too horrible.
- It just got worse. - What did I say? Father said...
...I can keep the hippogriff's head. I'll donate it to the Gryffindors' room.
This is going to be rich.
- Look who's here. - Come to see the show?
You! You foul, loathsome, evil little cockroach!
Hermione, no!
He's not worth it.
Malfoy, are you okay?
- Let's go. Quick. - Not a word to anyone, understood?
- That felt good. - Not good, brilliant.
Look at him. Loves the smell of the trees when the wind blows through them.
Why don't we just set him free?
They'd know it was me, and then Dumbledore...
...would get into trouble. He's coming down, Dumbledore.
Says he wants to be with me when they...
When it happens.
Great man, Dumbledore.
A great man.
- We'll stay with you too. - You'll do no such thing!
Think I want you seeing something like that? No.
You just drink your tea and be off. Oh. Before you do, Ron...
Scabbers! You're alive!
- Keep a closer eye on your pet. - I think you owe someone an apology.
Right. Next time I see Crookshanks, I'll let him know.
I meant me!
Blimey. What was that?
Oh, crikey.
No, minister. Over this way.
It's late. It's nearly dark. You shouldn't be here.
Someone sees you outside this time of night, you'll be in trouble.
Particularly you, Harry. With you in a moment!
Quick. Quick!
- It'll be fine. It'll be okay. - Go on, go on!
- That's ling you see over there... - On the slope.
- On the slope... Ah, Hagrid. - Professor Dumbledore.
- Good evening. - Minister. Make your way through.
- Have a tea, if you like. - No, Hagrid.
- Gentlemen. - I'd like a cup of tea.
Well, I think we should get down to our business, shall we?
Very well. It is the decision of the Committee for the Disposal...
...of Dangerous Creatures that the hippogriff Buckbeak...
...hereinafter called &the condemned,& shall be executed this day at sundown.
- Dear, dear... - Now, now, Hagrid. Now, come on.
- All right. It'll be all right. - The execution shall dispatch...
I thought I just saw...
- Never mind. - Let's go!
Buckbeak didn't mean no harm.
He bit me. Scabbers.
- Ron! - Scabbers, come back.
- Scabbers, you bit me! - Harry, you do realize what tree this is?
That's not good. Ron, run!
Harry, Hermione, run!
It's the Grim!
- Harry! - Ron! Ron, wait!
- Help! - Ron!
- Ron. Ron. - Ron!
- Oh, I'm sorry. - Don't worry.
- Where do you suppose this goes? - I have a hunch.
I just hope I'm wrong.
We're in the Shrieking Shack, aren't we?
- Ron. You're okay. - The dog. Where is it?
It's a trap. He's the dog. He's an Animagus.
If you want to kill Harry, you have to kill us too!
No. Only one will die tonight.
Then it'll be you!
Are you going to kill me, Harry?
Expelliarmus!
Well, well, Sirius. Looking rather ragged, aren't we?
Finally, the flesh reflects the madness within.
Well, you'd know all about the madness within, wouldn't you?
- I found him. - I know.
- He's here. - I understand.
- Let's kill him! - No! I trusted you!
And all this time, you've been his friend.
He's a werewolf! That's why he's been missing classes.
How long have you known?
- Since Professor Snape set the essay. - Well, Hermione.
You are the brightest witch of your age I've ever met.
Enough talk, Remus! Come on, let's kill him!
- Wait! - I did my waiting!
Twelve years of it!
In Azkaban!
Very well. Kill him.
But wait one more minute. Harry has the right to know why.
I know why.
You betrayed my parents.
- You're the reason they're dead! - No, it wasn't him.
Somebody did betray your parents...
...somebody who, until quite recently, I believed to be dead!
- Who was it, then? - Peter Pettigrew!
And he's in this room! Right now!
Come out, come out, Peter!
- Come out, come out and play! - Expelliarmus!
Vengeance is sweet.
How I hoped I'd be the one to catch you.
Severus...
I told Dumbledore you were helping a friend into the castle. Here's the proof.
Brilliant, Snape.
You put your keen mind to the task and come to the wrong conclusion.
If you'll excuse us, Remus and I have business...
...to attend to. - Give me a reason. I beg you!
- Don't be a fool. - He can't help it. It's habit.
- Be quiet. - Be quiet yourself!
You two, quarrelling like an old married couple.
Run along and play with your chemistry set!
I could do it, you know.
But why deny the dementors? They're so longing to see you.
Do I detect a flicker of fear? Oh, yes.
A Dementor's Kiss. One can only imagine what that must be like.
It's said to be nearly unbearable to witness, but I'll do my best.
Severus, please.
After you.
Expelliarmus!
- Harry! What did you just do? - You attacked a teacher!
- Tell me about Peter. - He was at school with us.
We thought he was our friend!
- No. Pettigrew's dead. You killed him! - No, he didn't.
I thought so too, until you mentioned Pettigrew on the map!
- The map was lying, then. - The map never lies!
Pettigrew's alive! And he's right there!