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哈利·波特之魔法石 Harry Potter and the Sorcerer"s Stone (2001)
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Caretaker Argus Filch: A pity they let the old punishment die... Was a time detention found you hanging by your thumbs in the dungeons... God, I miss the screaming.
Caretaker Argus Filch: For God"s sake, pull yourself together man. You"re going into the Forest after all. Got to have your wits about you eh?
Caretaker Argus Filch: Oh, there"s more than werewolves in those trees, you can be sure of that. Nighty night.
Draco Malfoy: ...werewolves.
Draco Malfoy: OK. Then I get Fang!
Draco Malfoy: So it"s true then, what they were saying on the train. Harry Potter has come to Hogwarts.
Draco Malfoy: The Forest? I thought that was a joke. We can"t go in there. Students aren"t allowed. And there are...
Draco Malfoy: Think my name"s funny, do you? No need to ask you yours. Red hair... and a hand-me-down robe... you must be a Weasley.
Draco Malfoy: You"ll soon find out that some wizarding families are better than others, Potter. You don"t want to go making friends with the wrong sort.
Draco Malfoy: [picks up Neville"s Rememberall] Did you see his face? Maybe if that fat lump had given this a squeeze, he"d have remembered to fall on his fat ass.
Draco Malfoy: [smirk suddenly fades and steps up] Excuse me, professor, perhaps I heard you wrong. I thought you said the four of us.
Dudley Dursley: 36! But last year-Last year I had 37!
Dudley Dursley: Daddy"s gone mad hasn"t he?
Dudley Dursley: How many are they?
Dudley Dursley: I don"t care how big they are!
Dumbledore: ...Hmm, alas, earwax.
Dumbledore: And finally, I must tell you that this year, the third-floor corridor on the right-hand side is out of bounds to everyone who does not wish to die a most painful death.
Dumbledore: Dear Mr. Potter, we are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Soon, you and your schoolmates will join us here, and your education in the magical arts will begin.
Dumbledore: I was unfortunate enough in my youth to come across a vomit-flavored one, and since then I have rather lost my liking for them. But, I think I could be safe with a nice toffee.
Dumbledore: I"m afraid so, Professor. The good... and the bad.
Dumbledore: It does not do to dwell on dreams, Harry, and forget to live.
Dumbledore: It takes a great deal of courage to stand up to your enemies, but a great deal more to stand up to your friends.
Dumbledore: It was one of my more brilliant ideas. And between you and me, that is saying something.
Dumbledore: What happened in the dungeon between you and Professor Quirrell is a complete secret, so naturally, the whole school knows.
Fred Weasley: Brutal, but no one died in years. Someone will vanish occasionally, but they always turn up in a month or two!
Fred Weasley: Honestly woman, And you call yourself our mother.
Fred Weasley: I was only joking. I am Fred.
Fred Weasley: Well done, Harry. Wood just told us.
George Weasley: He"s not Fred, I am!
George Weasley: Our job is to make sure you don"t get bloodied up too bad. Can"t make any promises, though. Rough game, Quidditch.
Hagrid: Dry up Dursley, you great prune!
Hagrid: Fine. Just so you know, he"s a bloody coward.
Hagrid: I know that, but your cousin don"t, do he?
Hagrid: I lent him to Dumbledore to guard the...
Hagrid: I shouldn"t have told you that. No more questions, don"t ask anymore questions!
Hagrid: If that dolt of a cousin of yours, Dudley, gets up to any mischief, you could always threaten him with a nice pair of ears, to go with that tail.
Hagrid: Isn"t he beautiful? Oh, bless him! Look! He knows his mummy! "alo Norbert!
Hagrid: Nah. Can"t spell it.
Hagrid: Not all wizards are good.
Hagrid: Oh, and I suppose a great muggle like yourself is gonna stop him, are ya?
Hagrid: What are you lookin" at?
Hagrid: who told you "bout Fluffy?
Hagrid: Yeah, well, he"s gotta have a name, don"t he?
Hagrid: you just play a bit of music and he"ll fall right to sleep... I shouldn"t have told you that!
Hagrid: You"re a wizard, Harry!
Hagrid: You"re the boy who lived.
Hagrid: [Calmly] Sorry "bout that
Harry: 50?
Harry: A little.
Harry: Anything but Slytherin, anything but Slytherin.
Harry: Apparently not.
Harry: But, Hagrid, we,re not allowed to do magic outside Hoqwarts.
Harry: Excuse me sir, can you tell me where I might find Platform 9 and 3 quarters?
Harry: I can"t be a wizard. I"m just Harry, just Harry.
Harry: I swear I don"t know. One second the glass was there and the next it was gone. It was like magic.
Harry: I think I can pick out the wrong sorts thank you.
Harry: I think if he had the chance, he would have killed me tonight.
Harry: I think she heard you.
Harry: I think we"re going to need another feather over here, professor.
Harry: I"m a what?
Harry: I"m Harry. Harry Potter.
Harry: Lucky Hermione pays attention in herbology.
Harry: Norbert?
Harry: Not as good as you.
Harry: Not Slytherin. Not Slytherin.
Harry: Say, Percy, who"s that teacher talking to Professor Quirrell?
Harry: Sorry.
Harry: The what?
Harry: We got lost.
Harry: What happened?
Harry: What"s he teach?
Harry: What"s Seamus trying to do to that glass of water?
Harry: Who doesn"t?
Harry: Yes?
Harry: [looking at Hagrid] I"m not going home, not really.
Harry: [on how Hagrid is refusing to say Voldemort"s name] Maybe if you wrote it down...
Hermione: Harry, no way! You heard what Madame Hooch said, besides, you don"t even know how to fly!
Hermione: He"s not relaxing, is he?
Hermione: Honestly, don"t you two read?
Hermione: I remember reading about this in Herbology... Devil"s Snare, Devil"s Snare..."It"s deadly fun, but will sulk in the sun" that"s it! Devil"s Snare hates sunlight! Luna Solem!
Hermione: It means you"ll never die.
Hermione: It seems strange to be going home, doesn"t it?
Hermione: Me? Books and cleverness. There are more important things: friendship and bravery. And Harry, just be careful.
Hermione: Now, if you two don"t mind, I"m going to bed before either of you come up with another clever idea to get us killed. Or worse, expelled.
Hermione: Ron, you don"t suppose this is going to be like . . real wizard"s chess, do you?
Hermione: Sorry.
Hermione: Stop moving, both of you. This is devil"s snare! You have to relax. If you don"t, it"ll only kill you faster!
Hermione: Stop, stop stop! You"re going to take someone"s eye out. Besides, you"re saying it wrong. It"s Levi-o-sa, not Levio-sar
Hermione: That thing has a name?
Hermione: That"s totally barbaric!
Hermione: What an idiot!
Hermione: You don"t use your eyes, do you? Didn"t you see what it was standing on?
Hermione: You"ll be okay, Harry. You"re a great wizard. You really are.
Hermione: [leaning closer] Not in the restricted section, you haven"t.
Hermione: [putting a large book on the table] I got this out weeks ago for a bit of light reading.
Molly Weasley: Fred, you next.
Molly Weasley: I"m sorry, George.
Mr. Ollivander: I think it is clear that we can expect great things from you.
Mr. Ollivander: It"s curious that you should be destined for this wand when its brother gave you that scar.
Mr. Ollivander: The wand chooses the wizard, Mr. Potter. It"s not always clear why.
Mr. Ollivander: We can expect great things from you. After all, He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named did great things. Terrible, yes! But great!
Nearly Headless Nick: Hello, how are you? Welcome to Gryffindor!
Neville Longbottom: The only problem is I can"t remember what I"ve forgotten.
Oliver Wood: Er, I don"t really remember. I took a bludger to the head two minutes in. Woke up in the hospital a week later.
Oliver Wood: It"s all right. I felt the same way before my first game.
Oliver Wood: Nasty little buggers.
Oliver Wood: Scared, Harry?
Percy Weasley: And keep an eye on the staircases. They like to change.
Percy Weasley: Potions. But everyone knows it"s the Dark Arts he fancies. He"s been after Quirrell"s job for YEARS.
Percy Weasley: That"s Professor Snape, head of Slytherin House.
Professor McGonagall: ...for sheer dumb luck.
Professor McGonagall: And to ensure it doesn"t happen again... all four of you will receive detention.
Professor McGonagall: Are the rumors true, Albus?
Professor McGonagall: Each.
Professor McGonagall: No, you heard me correctly. You see, as honorable as your intentions were, you too were out of bed after hours... You will join your classmates in detention.
Professor McGonagall: Nothing, I repeat, nothing... gives a student the right to walk about the school at night. Therefore, as punishment for your actions, 50 points will be taken.
Professor McGonagall: Then perhaps a map? I trust you don"t need one to find your seats.
Professor McGonagall: This boy will be famous. There won"t be a child in our world who doesn"t know his name.
Professor McGonagall: Well, thank you for that assessment, Mr Weasley. Perhaps it would be more useful if I were to transfigure Mr Potter and yourself into a pocket watch. That way, one of you might be on time.
Professor McGonagall: [on Harry and Ron beating the Mountain Troll] Five points will be awarded to each of you...
Professor Quirrel: Thought you ought to know.
Professor Quirrel: Troll in the dungeon! Troll in the dungeon!
Professor Quirrel: Yes, he does seem the type, doesn"t he? Why, next to him, who would suspect p-p-poor, st-st-stuttering Professor Quirrell?
Professor Severus Snape: I can teach you how to bewitch the mind, and ensnare the senses. I can teach you how to bottle fame, brew glory, and even put a stopper in death.
Ron: (sigh) Lucky we didn"t panic.
Ron: And to think, I"ve been worrying about my potions final.
Ron: Fluffy?
Ron: Fred and George are on the team, too. Beaters.
Ron: I look good!
Ron: I think we"ve had a bad influence on her.
Ron: I wasn"t looking at its feet! I was a bit preoccupied with its heads... or maybe you didn"t notice? There were three!
Ron: I"m Ron by the way, Ron Weasley.
Ron: Immortal?
Ron: It"s for your own good, you know.
Ron: It"s spooky! She knows more about you than you do!
Ron: It"s you that has to go on, Harry. I know it. Not me. Not Hermione. You!
Ron: Kill us faster? Oh, now I can relax!
Ron: Mental that one, I"m telling you.
Ron: She needs to sort out her priorities.
Ron: So... so it"s true! I mean, do you really have the... the...
Ron: Sunshine, daisies, butter mellow, turn this stupid, fat rat yellow!
Ron: That was bloody brilliant!
Ron: That"s wizard"s chess.
Ron: This is light?
Ron: Turn it into rum. He managed a weak tea yesterday before...
Ron: What do they think they"re doing, keeping a thing like that locked up in a school?
Ron: Wicked!
Ron: Wingardium leviosa!
Ron: Yes Hermione, I think this is going to be exactly like wizard"s chess.
Ron: You"re a little scary sometimes, you know that. Brilliant. But scary.
Ron: [angry] I know what it means!
Ron: [in a hushed tone] The scar?
Ron: [looking for information about Nicholas Flamell] We must have looked a hundred times.
Ron: [mimicking Hermione] "It"s Levi-o-sa not Leviosar." She"s a nightmare, honestly. It"s no wonder she hasn"t got any friends!
Seamus Finnigan: Eye of rabbit, heartstring hum, turn this water into rum.
Seamus Finnigan: I"m half and half. Dad"s a muggle, Mam"s a witch. Bit of a nasty shock for him when he found out.
Seamus: [in Charms class] Wingard Leviosa. Wingard Levi...
Sorting Hat: Ah! Another Weasly. I know just what to do with you.
Sorting Hat: Better make it... GRYFFINDOR!
Sorting Hat: Hmm, difficult. VERY difficult. Plenty of courage, I see. Not a bad mind, either. There"s talent, oh yes. And a thirst to prove yourself. But where to put you?
Sorting Hat: Not Slytherin, eh? Are you sure? You could be great, you know. It"s all here in your head. And Slytherin can help you on your way to greatness, there"s no doubt about that. No?
Sorting Hat: Then, better be... GRYFFINDOR!
Station Guard: 9 and 3 quarters? Think you"re being funny do ya?
Uncle Vernon: 36, counted them myself.
Uncle Vernon: He"ll not be going!
Uncle Vernon: There is no such thing as magic!
Uncle Vernon: Yes,Yes, but some of them are quite bigger than lasts years.
Vordermont: There is no good and evil, there is only power, and those too weak to seek it...
[a howling noise is heard]
[about Every Flavor Beans]
[about the Bludgers]
[After being in the Dark Forest]
[after Harry mentions Fluffy to Hagrid]
[After Harry, Ron, and Hermoine fail to provide an answer]
[after Hermione and Harry sink in the Devil"s Snare, Ron is still panicking]
[After seeing Ron"s queen destroy Harry"s knight]
[BOOM]
[Dudley"s birthday]
[eats it]
[explosion]
[Fred moves forward]
[Hagrid has just very aggressively knocked down the door where the Dursleys are staying]
[Hagrid"s sad about Norbert being taken away]
[Harry ignores Hermione, giving Malfoy an evil look, he flies up. The class stare up at him]
[Harry shows him the scar on his forehead]
[Harry"s mouth drops open]
[Harry"s suspicious that Snape was stealing the Philosopher"s Stone]
[he checks the goblet, then tries again]
[in King"s Cross]
[in th

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Harry: Lumos Maxima.

Marge: Harry, Harry.

Vernon: Harry, open the door.

Harry: Uncle Vernon, I need you to sign this form.

Vernon: What is it?

Harry: Nothing, school stuff.

Vernon: Later perhaps, if you behave.

Harry: I will if she does.

Marge: Oh, you"re still here, are you?

Harry: Yes.

Marge: Don"t say yes in that ungrateful way. Damn good of my brother to keep you. He"d have been straight to an orphanage if he"d been dumped on my doorstep. Is that my Dudders? Is that my little neffy-pooh? Give us a kiss. Come on. Up, up.

Vernon: Take Marge"s suitcase upstairs.

Harry: Okay.

Marge: Finish that off for Mommy. Good boy, Nippy-pooh.

Vernon: Can I tempt you, Marge?

Marge: Just a small one. Excellent nosh, Petunia. A bit more. Usually just a fry-up for me, what with 12 dogs. Just a bit more. That is a boy. You wanna try a little drop of brandy? A little drop of brandy-brandy windy-wandy for Rippy-pippy-pooh? What are you smirking at?

Harry:(Nothing)

Marge: Where did you send the boy, Vernon?

Vernon: St Brutus"s. It"s a fine institution for hopeless cases.

Marge: Do they use a cane at St Brutus"s, boy?

Harry: Oh, yeah. Yeah, I"ve been beaten loads of times.

Marge: Excellent. I won"t have this namby-pamby wishy-washy nonsense about not beating people who deserve it. You mustn"t blame yourself about how this one turned out. It"s all to do with blood. Bad blood will out. What is it the boy"s father did, Petunia?

Petunia: Nothing. He didn"t work. He was unemployed.

Marge: And a drunk too, no doubt?

Harry: That"s a lie.

Marge: What did you say?

Harry: My dad wasn"t a drunk.

Marge: Don"t worry. Don"t fuss, Petunia. I have a very firm grip.

Vernon: I think it"s time you went to bed.

Marge: Quiet, Vernon. You, clean it up. Actually, it"s nothing to do with the father. It"s all to do with the mother. You see it all the time with dogs. If something"s wrong with the *****, then something"s wrong with the pup.

Harry: Shut up! Shut up!

Marge: Right, let me tell you… Vernon, Vernon, do something!(Screaming.)

Vernon: Stop! I"ve got you, Marge! I"ve got you!

Marge: Hold on! Hold on!

Vernon: Get off!

Marge: Don"t you dare!

Vernon: Sorry!

Petunia: Oh, Vernon! Oh god!

Vernon: Marge!

Vernon: You bring her back! You bring her back now! You put her right!

Harry: No! She deserved what she got! Keep away from me!

Vernon: You can"t do magic outside school!

Harry: Yeah? Try me!

Vernon: They won"t let you back now. You"ve nowhere to go.

Harry: I don"t care. Anywhere is better than here.

Stan: Welcome to the Knight Bus, emergency transport for the stranded witch or wizard. My name is Stan Shunpike, and I will be your conductor for this evening. What"re you doing down there?

Harry: I fell over.

Stan: What do you fell over for?

Harry: I didn"t do it on purpose.

Stan: Oh, come on, then. Let"s not wait for the grass to grow. What are you looking at?

Harry: Nothing.

Stan: Well, come on, then. In. No, no, no. I"ll get this. You get in.

Harry: Come on.

Stan: Come on, move on, move on, move on.

A: Take her away, Ern.

B: Yeah, take it away, Ernie. It"s going to be a bumpy ride.

Stan: What did you say your name was again?

Harry: I didn"t.

Stan: Whereabouts are you headed?

Harry: The Leaky Cauldron. That"s in London.

Stan: You hear that “The Leaky Cauldron. That"s in London.”

B: The Leaky Cauldron. If you have a pea soup make sure you eat it before it eats you.

Harry: But the muggles, can"t they see us?

Stan: Muggles? They don"t see anything, do they?

B: No, but if you jab them with a fork, they feel. Ernie, little old lady at 12 o"clock. Ten, nine, eight…seven, six, five…four, three, three and a half, two, one and three quarters…Yes!

Harry: Who is that? That man?

Stan: Who is that? Who is? That is Sirius Black, that is. Don"t tell me you"ve never been hearing of Sirius Black. He"s a murderer. Got himself locked up in Azkaban for it.

Harry: How did he escape?

Stan: Well, that"s the question, isn"t it? He"s the first one that done it. He was a big supporter of…You-Know-Who. I reckon you"ve heard of him.

Harry: Yeah. Him I"ve heard of.

B: Ernie, two double-deckers at 12 o"clock. They are getting closer, Ernie. They are right on top of us. Mind your head. Hey, guys? Guys? Why the long faces? Yeah, yeah. Nearly there, nearly there.

Stan: The Leaky Cauldron. Next stop, Knockturn Alley.

Waiter: Oh, Mr. Potter, at last.

A: Take her away, Ern.

B: Yeah, take it away, Ernie.

Waiter: Room 11.

Harry: Hedwig.

Waiter: Right smart bird you got there, Mr. Potter. He arrived here just 5 minutes before yourself.

Fudge: As the minister of magic, it is my duty to inform you, Mr. Potter. Earlier this evening, your uncle"s sister was located…a little south of Sheffield, circling a chimney stack. The Accidental Magic Reversal Department was dispatched immediately. She has been properly punctured and her memory modified. She will have no recollection of the incident whatsoever. So that"s that…and no harm done. Pea soup?

Harry: No, thank you.Minister?

Fudge: Yes?

Harry: I don"t understand.

Fudge: Understand?

Harry: I broke the low. Underage wizards can"t use magic outside home.

Fudge: Come now, Harry. The ministry doesn"t send people to Azkaban for blowing up their aunts. On the other hand, running away like that, given the state of things was very, very irresponsible.

Harry: “The state of things”, sir?

Fudge: We have a killer on the loose.

Harry: Sirius Black, you mean? But what"s he got to do with me?

Fudge: Nothing, of course. You are safe, and that"s what matters. And tomorrow you will be on your way back to Hogwarts. These are your new schoolbooks. I took the liberty of having them brought here. Now Tom will show you to your room.

Harry: Hedwig.

Fudge: Oh, by the way, Harry. Whilst you"re here, it would be best if you didn"t wander.