Marge : Harry Harry!! Open the door.
Harry : Hello, aunt Marge. Uncle Vernon Sir, I need you to sign this form.
Vernon : What is it ? take it for another day!
Marge : Oh! Why do you still stay here?
Harry : Yes.
Marge : Don’t say yes in that ungrateful tone. Damn good of my brother to keep you. If you
ask me, I will send you to orphanage. Hey Dudley, My lovely nephew. I miss you.
Dudley : Miss you too
Vernon : Harry, Takes luggage to upstairs.
Harry : Ok.
[After dinner Time]
As Harry clears the dishes, Uncle Vernon brings out a bottle of brandy.
Marge : Where is it that you send him, Vernon?
Vernon : St. Brutus's. It's a first-rate institution for hopeless cases.
Marge : Are you punished by teacher?
Harry : Oh, yes. I've been beaten loads of times.
Marge : Excellent. I agree. You mustn't blame yourself for how to teach this boy Vernon.
It all comes down to blood. Bad blood will out. What is it the boy's father did,
Petunia?
Petunia : Nothing. That is... he didn't work.
Marge : He is drunken.
Harry : That’s a lie! My father was not a drunk!
[Harry stares at the shattered glass in surprise .The glass in Aunt Marge's hand break]
Vernon, Petunia, Marge : Oh no!!!
Marge : Don’t worry. I have a very firm grip.
Vernon : Harry. Go to bed now.
[While Harry clean the table.]
Marge : Actually, It doesn't matter about the father. In the end it comes down to the mother.
You see it all the time with dogs. If there's something wrong with the bitch, there'll
be something wrong with the pup...
Harry : Shut up! Shut up now!
[Aunt Marge’s Body starts to swell. A Button on her dress sails into the air. Her eyes widen. Her
Cheeks and body billow and she begins to soar like a balloon.]
Vernon : Oh my god! What happen!
Petunia : Vernon! Vernon! Help your sister now.
[As she rises, Uncle Vernon try to leaps for her. The others race outside. ]
Vernon : MURGE!!!
Marge : Help me! Help me!
Dudley : Mum. I’m a..f…r..a...i..d.
Vernon : Harry, You bring her back! Put her right!
Harry : No! She deserved what she got! And you... you keep away from me.
Vernon : You're not allowed to do magic out of school. They won't have you now. You've
got nowhere to go.
Harry : I don’t care! Anywhere's better than here.
Narrator : Harry walk away from the house . Then he sit at an empty playground.He is getting
cold. Suddenly, the bus stops in front him
Stan Shunpike : Welcome to the Knight Bus. Emergency transport for the stranded witch or
wizard. My name is Stan Shunpike, and I will be your conductor this
evening.
Harry : Well. Can you take me to The Leaky Cauldron. That's in London. Thank you
Stan Shunpike : Of course. Let’s go.
Narrator : Harry get on the Knight bus to The Leaky Cauldron in London.