[English]
Hermione,
tea's ready, darling.
Coming, Mum.
Come on, Dudley, hurry up.
I still don't understand
why we have to leave.
Because
it's not safe for us here anymore.
Ron,
tell your father supper's nearly ready.
Is this that Australia thing?
Mm, looks wonderful, doesn't it?
Obliviate.
For those of you who haven't taken
Polyjuice Potion before, fair warning,
it tastes like goblin piss.
Have lots of experiences with that,
do you, Mad-Eye?
Just trying to defuse the tension.
Wow!
We're identical!
Not yet, you're not.
Haven't got anything
a bit more sporting, have you?
Yeah, I don't really fancy this colour.
Well, fancy this.
You're not you, so shut it and strip.
All right, all right.
You'll need to change too, Potter.
Bill, look away.
I'm hideous.
I knew she was lying about that tattoo.
Harry,
your eyesight really is awful.
Right then, we'll be pairing off.
Each Potter will have a protector.
Mundungus, stick tight to me.
I wanna keep an eye on you.
As for Harry...
[All] Yes?
Yeah?
The real Harry.
Where the devil are you, anyway?
Here.
You ride with Hagrid.
I brought you here 16 years ago,
when you were no bigger
than a bowtruckle.
Seems only right that
I should be the one to
take you away now.
Yes, it's all very touching.
Let's go!
The Ministry has fallen.
The Minister of Magic
is dead.
They are coming.
They are coming.
Nice meeting you, Mr Potter.
Ginny!
Harry!
Go!
Go!
You ever seen this before?
Kreacher?
It's Master Regulus's locket.
But there were two, weren't there?
Where's the other one?
Kreacher doesn't know
where the other locket is.
Yes, but did you ever see it?
Was it in this house?
Filthy Mudblood.
Death Eaters will come —
Ah! Blood traitor Weasley!
Answer her!
Yes.
It was here.
In this house.
The most evil object.
How do you mean?
Before Master Regulus died,
he ordered Kreacher to destroy it,
but no matter how hard Kreacher tried,
he could not do it.
Well, where is it now?
Did someone take it?
He came
in the night.
He took many things,
including the locket.
Who did?
Who was it, Kreacher?
Mundungus.
Mundungus Fletcher.
Find him.
you found a locket, am I right?
Why?
Was it valuable?
You've still got it?
No, he's worried he didn't get enough money for it.
Bleedin' give it away, didn't I?
There I was,
flogging me wares in Diagon Alley,
when some Ministry aide comes up
and asks to see me licence.
Says she's a mind to lock me up.
Would've done, too,
if she hadn't taken a fancy to that locket.
Who was she?
The witch, do you know?
No, I —
Well, she's there.
Look.
Bleedin' bow and all.
What on Earth are you doing, Albert?
You're lying, Dolores.
And one mustn't tell lies.
Stupefy!
It's Harry Potter!
It is, innit?
This will be fun to tell the kids.
Expecto Patronum!
Mary,
go home.
Get the kids.
I'll meet you there.
We have to get out of the country,
understand?
Mary, do as I say.
Mary?
Who's that?
Long story.
Nice meeting you.
It's Harry Potter.
It's Harry.
Harry Potter.
Get him!
Get him!
Expelliarmus!
Yeah, I'm still here.
But you two carry on.
Don't let me spoil the fun.
What's wrong?
Wrong?
Nothing's wrong.
Not according to you, anyway.
Look, if you've got something to say,
don't be shy.
Spit it out.
All right, I'll spit it out.
But don't expect me to be grateful
just because now there's another
damn thing we've gotta find.
I thought you knew what you signed up for.
Yeah.
I thought I did, too.
Well, look, I'm sorry,
but I don't quite understand.
What part of this isn't living
up to your expectations?
Did you think we were gonna
be staying in a five-star hotel,
finding a Horcrux every other day?
You thought you'd be back
with your mum by Christmas?
I just thought, after all this time,
we would have actually achieved something.
I thought you knew what you were doing.
I thought Dumbledore would have
told you something worthwhile.
I thought you had a plan.
I told you everything Dumbledore told me.
And in case you haven't noticed,
we have found a Horcrux already.
Yeah, and we're about as close
to getting rid of it as we are to
finding the rest of them, aren't we?
Please take —
Please take the Horcrux off.
You wouldn't be saying any of this
if you hadn't been wearing it all day.
Do you wanna know why I listen to that radio
every night, do you?
To make sure I don't hear Ginny's name.
Or Fred.
Or George.
Or Mum.
What? You think I'm not listening too?
You think I don't know how this feels?
No, you don't know how it feels!
Your parents are dead!
You have no family!
Stop!
Stop!
Fine, then go!
Go, then!
Miss Bagshot,
who is this man?
Harry!
Confringo!
Lumos.
One.
Two.
Three.
[Speaking Parseltongue]
I have seen your heart,
and it is mine.
I have seen your dreams, Ronald Weasley.
And I have seen your fears.
Least loved by your mother,
who craved a daughter.
Least loved by the girl
who prefers your friend.
Ron!
Kill it!
We were better without you.
Happier without you.
Who could look at you
compared to Harry Potter?
What are you
compared with the Chosen One?
Ron, it's lying!
Your mother confessed she would have
preferred me as a son.
What woman would take you?
You are nothing.
Nothing.
Nothing
compared to him.
"There were once three brothers
who were travelling along
a lonely winding road
at twilight.
In time,
the brothers reached a river
too treacherous to pass.
But being learned in the magical arts,
the three brothers simply waved their wands
and made a bridge.
Before they could cross, however,
they found their path blocked
by a hooded figure.
It was Death,
and he felt cheated.
Cheated because travellers
would normally drown in the river.
But Death was cunning.
He pretended to congratulate
the three brothers on their magic,
and said that each had earned a prize
for having been clever enough
to evade him.
The oldest asked for a wand
more powerful than any in existence.
So, Death fashioned him one from
an elder tree that stood nearby.
The second brother
decided he wanted to humiliate
Death even further
and asked for the power to recall
loved ones from the grave.
So, Death plucked a stone from the river
and offered it to him.
Finally, Death turned to the third brother.
A humble man,
he asked for something
that would allow him to go forth
from that place
without being followed by Death.
And so it was that Death
reluctantly handed over
his own Cloak of Invisibility.
The first brother travelled
to a distant village,
where, with the Elder Wand in hand,
he killed a wizard with whom
he had once quarrelled.
Drunk with the power that
the Elder Wand had given him,
he bragged of his invincibility.
But that night,
another wizard stole the wand
and slit the brother's throat
for good measure.
And so, Death took the first brother
for his own.
The second brother journeyed to his home,
where he took the stone
and turned it thrice in hand.
To his delight, the girl
he'd once hoped to marry
before her untimely death
appeared before him.
Yet soon, she turned sad and cold,
for she did not belong
in the mortal world.
Driven mad with hopeless longing,
the second brother killed himself
so as to join her.
And so, Death took the second brother.
As for the third brother,
Death searched for many years
but was never able to find him.
Only when he attained a great age
did the youngest brother shed
the Cloak of Invisibility
and give it to his son.
He then greeted Death as an old friend
and went with him gladly,
departing this life
as equals."
So, there you are.
Those are the Deathly Hallows.
I'm sorry, sir, I still
don't quite understand.
Aye...
I'm gonna need a pen.
Where's that pen?
Oh, here it is.
The Elder Wand.
The most powerful wand ever made.
The Resurrection Stone.
The Cloak
of Invisibility.
Together, they make the Deathly Hallows.
Together,
they make one master of Death.
Don't be shy, sweetie.
Come over.
Now,
if this isn't who we think it is, Draco,
and we call him,
he'll kill us all.
We need to be absolutely sure.
What's wrong with his face?
Yes, what is wrong with his face?
He came to us like that.
Something he picked up
in the forest, I reckon.
Or ran into a stinging jinx.
Stupid elf!
You could have killed me!
Dobby never meant to kill.
Dobby only meant to maim
or seriously injure.
How dare you take a witch's wand!
How dare you defy your masters!
Dobby has no master.
Dobby is a free elf.
And Dobby has come to save
Harry Potter and his friends.
I need to talk to the goblin.
How did you come by this sword?
It's complicated.
Why did Bellatrix Lestrange
think it should be in her vault at Gringotts?
It's complicated.
The sword presented itself to us
in a moment of need.
We didn't steal it.
There is a sword
in Madam Lestrange's vault
identical to this one,
but it is a fake.
It was placed there this past summer.
And she never suspected it was a fake?
The replica is very convincing.
Only a goblin would recognise
that this is the true sword of Gryffindor.
Who is the acquaintance?
A Hogwarts professor.
As I understand it, he's now headmaster.
Snape?
He put a fake sword in Bellatrix's vault?
Why?
There are more than a few
curious things in the vaults at Gringotts.
And in Madam Lestrange's vault as well?
Perhaps.
I need to get into Gringotts.
Into one of the vaults.
It is impossible.
Alone, yes.
But with you, no.
I wish to enter my vault.
Identification?
I hardly think that would be necessary.
Madam Lestrange.
I don't like to be kept waiting.
[Griphook] They know!
They know she's an impostor.
They've been warned.
Harry.
What do we do, Harry?
Madam Lestrange,
would you mind presenting your wand?
And why should I do that?
It's the bank's policy.
I'm sure you understand given the current climate.
No,
I most certainly do not understand.
I'm afraid
I must insist.
[Harry] Imperio.
Ah...
Very well, Madam Lestrange.
If you will follow me.
Give me the sword.
Stop moving!
Got it!
We had a deal, Griphook!
The cup for the sword!
[Hermione] Ah!
[Hermione] Ah!
[Griphook] I said I'd get you in.
I didn't say anything about getting you out.
[Harry] Griphook!
[Griphook] Thieves!
[Harry] Griphook!
[Griphook] Help, thieves!
The foul little git.
At least we've still got Bogrod.
That's unfortunate.
[Hermione] We can't just stand here!
Who's got an idea?
You're the brilliant one.
I've got something, but it's mad.
Reducto!
[Hermione] Well, come on then!
[Hermione] Relashio!
[Distant thudding]
[Goblin] Get out! Get out!
[Goblin] He's moving!
[Ron] Now what?
Reducto!
Hold on!
[Ron] That was brilliant!
Absolutely brilliant!
...
Neville?
[Harry] Oh, you look —
Like hell, I reckon.
This is nothing.
Seamus is worse.
[Neville] Hey, Ab,
we've got a couple more coming through.
[Ron] Don't remember this on the Marauder's Map.
That's because it never existed till now.
The seven secret passages
were sealed off before
the start of the year.
This is the only way in or out now.
The grounds are crawling
with Death Eaters and Dementors.
[Hermione] How bad is it
with Snape as headmaster?
Hardly ever see him.
It's the Carrows you need to watch out for.
Carrows?
Yeah, brother and sister.
In charge of discipline.
They like punishment, the Carrows.
[Hermione] They did that to you? Why?
[Neville] Today's Dark Arts lesson
had us practising the Cruciatus curse
on first years.
I refused.
Hogwarts has changed.
Let's have a bit of fun, shall we?
Hey, listen up, you lot!
Brought you a surprise.
Not more of Aberforth's cooking, I hope?
It'd be a surprise if we can digest it!
Blimey!
Harry!
Yeah!
It seems, despite your
exhaustive defensive strategies,
you still have a bit of a
security problem, Headmaster.
I'm afraid it's quite extensive.
How dare you stand where he stood?
Tell them how it happened that night!
Tell them how you looked him in the eye,
a man who trusted you, and killed him!
Tell them.
Coward!
[Cheering]
You do realise, of course,
we can't keep out
You Know Who indefinitely.
That doesn't mean we can't delay him.
And his name is Voldemort, Filius,
you might as well use it.
He's going to try to kill you either way.
Piertotum Locomotor!
Hogwarts is threatened!
Man the boundaries!
Protect us!
Do your duty to our school!
I've always wanted to use that spell.
You do it.
I can't.
Yes, you can.
Well, well.
What brings you here, Potter?
I could ask you the same.
You have something of mine.
I'd like it back.
What's wrong with the one you have?
It's my mother's.
It's powerful, but it's not the same.
Doesn't quite understand me.
Know what I mean?
Why didn't you tell her?
Bellatrix.
You knew it was me.
You didn't say anything.
Come on, Draco.
Don't be a prat.
Do him.
Easy.
Expelliarmus!
Avada Kedavra!
Stupefy!
That's my girlfriend, you numpty!
Got it!
[Ron] Run!
Run!
Goyle's set the bloody place on fire!
Ah!
Come on! This way!
We can't leave them.
He's joking, right?
If we die for them, Harry,
I'm gonna kill you.
Harry!
Take them.
Please.
Give me something.
Quickly! A flask, anything!
Take them to the Pensieve.
Don't tell me now
that you've grown to care for the boy.
Expecto Patronum.
Lily.
After all this time?
Always.
[Snape] So when the time comes,
the boy must die?
Yes.
He must die.
And Voldemort himself must do it.
That is essential.
The Resurrection Stone.
You've been so brave, sweetheart.
Why are you here?
All of you?
We never left.
Does it...
Does it hurt?
Dying?
Quicker than falling asleep.
You're nearly there, son.
I'm sorry.
I never wanted any of you to die for me.
And Remus, your son...
Others will tell him
what his mother and father died for.
One day, he'll understand.
You'll stay with me?
Until the end.
And he won't be able to see you?
No.
We're here, you see.
Stay close to me.
Always.
Professor?
Is this all real?
Or is it just happening inside my head?
Of course it's happening inside your head, Harry.
Why should that mean
that it's not real?
Professor!
What should I do?
Professor!
It doesn't matter that Harry's gone.
[Seamus] Stand down, Neville.
People die every day.
Friends.
Family.
Yeah.
We lost Harry tonight.
But he's still with us,
in here.
So's Fred,
and Remus,
Tonks.
All of them.
They didn't die in vain.
But you will.
Because you're wrong.
Harry's heart did beat for us.
For all of us.
This is not over!
Confringo!
You were right.
When you told Professor Snape
that wand was failing you.
It will always fail.
I killed Snape.
But what if the wand never belonged to Snape?
What if its allegiance was always to someone else?
Come on, Tom.
Let's finish this the way we started it.
Together.
Why didn't it work for him, the Elder Wand?
It answered to somebody else.
When he killed Snape,
he thought the wand would become his.
But the thing is,
the wand never belonged to Snape.
It was Draco who disarmed Dumbledore
that night in the Astronomy Tower.
From that moment on,
the wand answered to him.
Until...
the other night when I disarmed Draco
at Malfoy Manor.
So, that means...
It's mine.
What should we do with it?
We?
I'm just saying, that's the Elder Wand.
The most powerful wand in the world.
With that, we'd be invincible.
Ready?
Ready.