UNCLE VERNON: "Stand back. Stand back. Behind me, Petunia. Behind me, Dudley. I'll soon see this scarramanger off."

AUNT PETUNIA: "We're cursed! He's cursed us! The boy has cursed us! (Seeing YOUNG HARRY.) This is all your fault. Get back in your hole."

DUDLEY DURSLEY: "Look. At. Him."

UNCLE VERNON: "Hold on. Hold on. Whatever it is, it's not coming in here."

There's a LARGE BOOM. Then there's a LARGE CRASH. DUDLEY DURSLEY, AUNT PETUNIA, and UNCLE VERNON are cowering behind a bed.

UNCLE VERNON: "Whoever's there, I should warn you -- I'm armed."

DUDLEY DURSLEY: "Mum, I don't like this."

HAGRID: "Couldn't make us a cup o' tea, could yeh? It's not been an easy journey."

There's another LARGE BOOM.

AUNT PETUNIA: "I knew we made a mistake coming here. Vernon. Vernon. There's nowhere we can hide. Not even a lighthouse is far enough away!"

YOUNG HARRY flinches away as UNCLE VERNON holds out his rifle.

There's a MASSIVE SMASH. And the door falls off its hinges. HAGRID stands in the middle of the doorway. He looks at them all.

HAGRID: "Last time I saw yeh, yeh was only a baby. Yeh look a lot like yer dad, but yeh've got yer mum's eyes."

YOUNG HARRY: "You knew my parents?"

From inside his coat he pulls a slightly squashed chocolate cake with "Happy Birthday Harry" written on it in green icing.

YOUNG HARRY: "Hello."

HAGRID: "Scarrawhat?" (He picks up UNCLE VERNON's gun.) "Haven't seen one of these for a while." (He twists the end of the gun and ties it in a knot.) "Oops-a-daisy." (And then he gets distracted. He's seen YOUNG HARRY.) "Harry Potter."

YOUNG HARRY: "Hogwhere?"

HAGRID (laughing): "True, I haven't introduced meself. Rubeus Hagrid, Keeper of Keys and Grounds at Hogwarts." (He looks around himself.) "What about that tea, then, eh? I'd not say no ter summat stronger if yeh've got it, mind."

HAGRID: "Where's me manners? A very happy birthday to yeh. Got summat fer yeh here -- I mighta sat on it at some point, but it'll taste all right."

YOUNG HARRY: "Who are you?"

HAGRID: "Hogwarts. Yeh'll know all about Hogwarts, o' course."

UNCLE VERNON: "I forbid you to tell the boy anything more!"

And then, right from the back of the room, whispering around everyone.

HAGRID: "Harry -- yer a wizard -- yeh changed everything. Yer the most famous wizard in the whole world."

HAGRID looks at UNCLE VERNON and then at YOUNG HARRY.

HAGRID: "Sorry? It's them as should be sorry! I knew yeh weren't gettin' yer letters but I never thought yeh wouldn't even know abou' Hogwarts, fer cryin' out loud! Did yeh never wonder where yer parents learnt it all?"

YOUNG HARRY: "Er -- no. Sorry."

YOUNG HARRY: "Tell me what?"

HAGRID: "Do you mean ter tell me, that this boy -- this boy! -- knows nothin' abou' -- about ANYTHING?"

HAGRID turns menacingly towards UNCLE VERNON.

YOUNG HARRY: "Learnt what?"

Words said with an unmistakable voice. The voice of VOLDEMORT… "Haaarry Pottttter."