Albus: Ah, Professor, I would trust Hagrid with my life.
Row Row Row.....NOPE!
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There is a motor sound, and the two professors look up to see a flying motorcycle coming down from the air. It skids on the street and halts. A large man, RUBEUS HAGRID, takes off his goggles.
Hagrid: Professor Dumbledore, Sir. Professor McGonagall
Dumbledore: No problems, I trust, Hagrid?
Hagrid: No, sir. Little tyke fell asleep just as we were flying over Bristol. Heh. Try not to wake him. There you go.
Hagrid hands a baby in a blanket over to Dumbledore.
McGonagall: Albus, do you really think its safe, leaving him with these people? I've been watching them all day. They're the worst sort of Muggles imaginable. They really are
Dumbledore: The only family he has.
They stop outside a house.
McGonagall: This boy will be famous. There wont be a child in our world who doesn't know his name.
Dumbledore: Exactly. He's better off growing up away from all that. Until he is ready
Hagrid coughs and sniffles, he is crying. He clears his throat.
Dumbledore: There, there, Hagrid. It's not really good-bye, after all.
Hagrid nods. Dumbledore takes a letter and places it on the baby, who is now at the foot of the door. The baby has a visible lightning-bolt shaped scar on his forehead.
Dumbledore: Good luck...Harry Potter.
Suddenly, the door thumps. Harry jumps. The door thumps again and Dudley and Harry jump up and back away. Petunia and Vernon appear, Vernon with a gun. The door bangs again and then cracks open, and a giant man appears
Vernon: Who's there? Ahh!
Hagrid: Sorry 'bout that. {He puts the door back up}
Hagrid comes over, grabs the gun and bends it upwards.
Hagrid: Dry up, Dursley, you great prune. {The gun fires}
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