Episode ElevenMature

Scene 1:

[Harry and Hermione are at the Three Broomsticks. Harry is “invisible”.]

Hermione:(grumpy) You two are being such (s) babies.

Harry:(s) … How dare you.

[Hagrid and Moody walk past, talking to each other.]

Hermione:Hagrid! Talk some (s) sense into Harry.

Harry:HERMIONE, he can’t (s) see me.

Hermione:Oh yeah, right.

Moody:(s) But I can.

[Dramatic music.]

Harry:But (s) how?

Moody:(taps his eye) It’s magical. Well, when I say magical I obviously only mean it in the sense that it has this spell, well not a spell a, uh, whatchamacallit, an adjustment which lets me see through… things.

[Moody glances at Hermione’s shirt nervously.]

Moody:(leans towards Hermione) Have I ever told you about my big, blue-

Hagrid:I dare say, Harry, it has occurred to me that I do have some information of which you would probably like to acquire.

Harry:(s) I’m listening…

Hagrid:(whispers) The demon that you have to face can fly by night and breathe the fiery depths of hell,

Harry:What?

Moody:Dragons, my boy! DRAGONS! (takes Harry be the shoulders and shakes him) Oh, I love a good dragon. Nothing beats it! Except, say, a (s to Hermione) time machine that can travel through both time and space?

[Hermione looks worried. Harry gasps.]

Hagrid:Well, farewell my dear child!

[Hagrid and Moody bid the children goodbye and leave.]

Harry:(whispers)What could this mean?

[Moody runs back in.]

Moody:Oh, Harry, good. You haven’t left yet. Just wanted to say, if you ever need some help, I’m your man. Well, technically I’m not a man but that is beside the point. Just think, Harry, what are you good at?

Harry:I make a mean batch of blueberry muffins.

Moody:What? No. Flying. You are good at flying. Well, best be off. And Hermione, (s to Hermione) if you ever need some extra… credit, feel free to see me. (Winks at her.)

[Moody runs off.]

Harry:(s) BUT WHAT COULD HE MEAN?

[Dramatic music.]

Scene 2:

[Draco and the gang are in the Hogwarts quad, sitting under a tree.]

Draco:Hey, Crabbe.

Crabbe:What?

Draco:POTTER STINKS!

[Draco and the gang burst into uncontrollable laughter.]

Scene 3:

[Harry and Hermione are sitting in a classroom.]

Harry:Hermione, where (s) are we?

Hermione:This is a classroom, (s) Harry.

Harry:Oh, do we still have those?

Hermione:Anyway, I’ve analysed what Moody told you and I think he means that you should use your broom.

Harry:(s) I don’t understand.

Hermione:Just use “accio” to summon your broom to you.

Harry:(s) I don’t understand.

Hermione:Just say “accio broom”.

Harry:(s) I don’t understand.

[Hermione hits him.]

Harry:Oh, now I (s) get it.

Hermione:Now, (s) we train.

[Montage of Harry trying and gradually getting better of casting “accio”, with “Eye of the Tiger” playing in the background.]

Harry:(falls down) Well, I’m exhausted.

Hermione:(s) VICTORY IS ASSURED!

[Dramatic music.]

Scene 4:

[Draco and the gang are in the Slytherin dorms, painting their nails.]

Goyle:My grandfather just (s) died.

Crabbe:Oh, Greg… (puts hand on Goyle’s shoulder.)

Draco:Hey, Goyle.

Goyle:Yeah?

Draco:(s) POTTER STINKS!

[Draco and Crabbe burst into laughter. Goyle looks appalled. Dramatic music.]

Scene 5:

[Harry is ambling down the corridor, singing to himself.]

Harry:(singing) I’M SINGING IN THE RAIN, JUST SINGING IN THE-

[Cedric appears out of nowhere and Harry crashes into him.]

Harry:Ow. You’re (s) rock hard. And (s) ice cold.

Cedric:Whatever, twerp. Heard you knew something about the (s) tournament.

Harry:(sassy s) So what if I do?

Cedric:Let me put it this way. You scratch my back, (s) I’ll scratch yours.

Harry:Okay. Because I’m (s) such a nice person, here we go.

[Harry goes on tiptoes and puts his lips close to Cedric’s ear.]

Harry:(whispers) Dragons.

Cedric:(s) What?

Harry:(s) DRAGONS.

Cedric:Dragons? But- but they are a vampire’s mortal enemy.

Harry:I thought that was werewolves.

Cedric:(s) Everything’s a vampire’s mortal enemy.

[Cedric stalks away, hissing at the sunlight.]

Harry:(s) What a lovely wizard.

[Harry skips away. Dramatic music.]

Scene 6:

[Draco and the gang are having lunch in the Great Hall.]

Crabbe:Oh, not fish again.

Goyle:What’s wrong with fish?

Crabbe:I hate fish.

Draco:Hey, guys.

Crabbe:What?

Goyle:Not again…

Draco:POTTER STINKS!

[Draco and Crabbe laugh. Goyle looks pissed. Dramatic music.]

Scene 7:

[Harry and the other three champions are sitting in a tent, anxiously awaiting orders.]

Fleur:Ugh, je suis so bored. And vous etes all stupid or something.

Krum:(Grunts) Murf.

Harry:(s) Cedric, how are you?

Cedric:(smiles in a disturbing way) Fine and dandy, like cotton candy.

Harry:Why’s (s) that?

Cedric:I’ve got a secret weapn. BUT I CAN’T TELL YOU.

Harry:… okay.

Cedric:Okay, I’ll tell you anyway. It’s-

[Bagman and Crouch come in.]

Bagman:Right, (s) let’s choose us some dragons.

[There is a pause of silence.]

Bagman:… which none of you knew about.

Champions:(gasps) OH NO, WHAT A SURPRISE!

Bagman:(s) Let’s get choosing.

[Bagman whips out a bag.]

Bagman:(s) Ladies first!

[Fleur reaches into the bag and takes out a slip of paper.]

Fleur:Ze Welsh Green! Merde!

[Krum reaches into the bag and takes out a slip of paper.]

Bagman:Oh, Chinese Fireball! Not bad.

Krum:Huh.

[Cedric reaches into the bag and takes out a slip of paper.]

Cedric:Swedish Short Snout. (shrugs) As long as I still get to suck it’s blood.

Bagman:Well, now you, Harry Potter.

[Harry reaches into the bag and screams.]

Harry:SOMETHING BIT ME!

Bagman:That’d be the Hungarian Horntail, your dragon!

Harry:Huh? But why-

Bagman:MAGIC.

Crouch:We’ve got to go know, Mr Bagman.

Bagman:Right. Well, may the odds be ever in your favour!

[Bagman and Crouch rush off. Harry looks at his hand. Where the dragon has bit him, there is words saying, “YOU ARE MINE”.]

Harry:Oh, for fu-

Cedric:(hits Harry over the head with a pillow) PAY ATTENTION!

Harry:To what?

Cedric:Me, of course.

Bagman:(offscreen) FIRST!

[Krum goes out.]

Bagman:(offscreen) NEXT!

[Fleur goes out.]

Bagman:(offscreen) NEXT!

[Cedric goes out, leaving Harry all alone. Dramatic music.]

Scene 8:

[Draco and the gang are watching the Tournament from the stands.]

Draco:Hey guys.

Goyle:(annoyed) What?

Draco:POTTER-

Crabbe:HERE HE COMES!

[Harry pops out into the arena. There is an enormous dragon, waiting for him.]

Harry:Uh, um,accio Firebolt™!

[The Firebolt comes out of nowhere and knocks the dragon on the head, where it falls down unconscious. Harry grabs the egg.]

Bagman:CONGRATULATIONS, POTTER! YOU HAVE FINISHED THE FIRST ROUND OF  THE TRIWIZARD TOURNAMENT!

[Everyone cheers. Harry jumps in the air, looking triumphant. Dramatic music.]

END OF EPISODE ELEVEN

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