Max original movie Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone was released November 14th, 2001.
The #HarryPotter franchise has grossed over $7.843B worldwide.
rottentomatoes: 81
metacritic: 65
imdb: 7.6
oscars: 12 nominations
Harry Potter
Rural English orphan Harry Potter is whisked away to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
“Yes, Aunt Petunia. He’s asleep! Sorry about him. He doesn’t understand what it’s like lying there day after day watching people press their ugly faces in on you. Can you hear me? It’s just… I’ve never talked to a snake before. Do you… I mean.. do you talk to people often? You’re from Burma, aren’t you? Was it nice there? Do you miss your family? I see. That’s me as well. I never knew my parents, either. Anytime. Aah! Ow! I swear, I don’t know! One minute the glass was there and then it was gone! It was like magic! Hey, give it back! It’s mine! ‘Cause there’s no post on Sundays? Get off! They’re my letters! Let go of me!” — Harry Potter
“Make a wish, Harry. I-I am. Thank you. Excuse me, but……w-who are you? Sorry, no. Learned what? I’m a what? No. You’ve made a mistake. I mean.. I can’t be a-a wizard. I mean, I’m just… Harry. Just Harry. Dear Mr. Potter. We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry. You knew? You knew all along, and you never told me? Blown up? You told me my parents died in a car crash! Muggle? Okay.” — Harry Potter
“‘All students must be equipped with one standard Size Two pewter cauldron and may bring, if they desire either an owl, a cat, or a toad.’ Can we find all this in London? Oh. Nice to meet you. Good-bye. But why am I famous, Hagrid? All those people back there, how is it they know who I am? But, Hagrid, how am I to pay for all this? I haven’t any money. Uh, Hagrid.. what exactly are those things? What’s in there, Hagrid? I still need… a wand. Hello? Hello? S-sorry, but what’s curious? A-and who owned that wand?” — Harry Potter
“Wow! He killed my parents, didn’t he? The one who gave me this? You know, Hagrid. I know you do. Maybe if you wrote it down? Voldemort? Me? Voldemort tried to kill… me? What happened to Vo.. to You-Know-Who? ‘Platform Nine and Three Quarters?’ But, Hagrid, there must be a mistake. This says Platform Nine and Three Quarters. There’s no such thing, is there? Excuse me. Excuse me. Excuse me, sir. Can you tell me where I might find Platform Nine and Three Quarters? Muggles? Excuse me! C-could you tell me how to..” — Harry Potter
“Not at all. I’m Harry, Harry Potter. The what? Oh. Yeah. We’ll take the lot. Bertie Bott’s Every Flavor Beans? These aren’t real frogs, are they? I’ve got Dumbledore! Hey, he’s gone. Just a little bit. Yeah. Hey, Hagrid. I think I can tell the wrong sort for myself, thanks. Nothing. Nothing. I’m fine. Not Slytherin. Not Slytherin. No, please, please.. anything but Slytherin. Wow. Say, Percy, who’s that teacher talking to Professor Quirrell? What’s he teach? Aah! I think she fancies you. Wow! Oh, wow!” — Harry Potter
“We got lost. I, I don’t know, sir. I don’t know, sir. W-what’s Seamus trying to do to that glass of water? Can I borrow this? Thanks. Hey, Ron, somebody broke into Gringotts. Listen. ‘Believed to be the work of dark wizards or wizards unknown Gringotts goblins while acknowledging the breach insist nothing was taken. The vault in question, number 713 had in fact been emptied earlier that very same day.’ That’s odd. That’s the vault Hagrid and I went to. Up! Up. Wow! Neville! Give it here, Malfoy. Give it here, Malfoy, or I’ll knock you off your broom! A century, according to McGonagall. But I’ve never even played Quidditch. What if I make a fool of myself? Whoa! I… didn’t know. Who doesn’t? What’s happening? Let’s go this way. Let’s go.” — Harry Potter
Ronald Weasley
“Excuse me, do you mind? Everywhere else is full. I’m Ron, by the way, Ron Weasley. So, so it’s true. I mean, do you really have the, the.. the scar. Wicked! No, thanks. I’m all set. Whoa. They mean every flavor. There’s chocolate and peppermint and there’s also spinach, liver and tripe. George sweared he got a bogie-flavored one once. It’s just a spell. Besides, it’s the cards you want. Each pack’s got a famous witch or wizard. I’ve got about 500 meself. Watch it. Oh, that’s rotten luck. They’ve only got one good jump in them to begin with. I got about six of him. Well, you can’t expect him to hang around all day, can you? This is Scabbers, by the way. Pathetic, isn’t he? Fred gave me a spell that’s to turn him yellow. Want to see? Sun.. no. Sunshine, daisies, butter mellow turn this stupid, fat rat yellow. I’m Ron Weasley. Whoa! Wicked. Mental, that one. I’m tellin’ you. There’s not a witch or wizard who went bad who wasn’t in Slytherin. Harry! What is it? I know you! You’re Nearly,-headless Nick! Look at that one, Harry.”
“Whew. Made it. Can you imagine the look on old McGonagall’s face if we were late? That was bloody brilliant! Turn it to rum. Actually managed a weak tea yesterday… before.. ah! Mail’s here. Up. Up. Up! Oh! Shut up, Harry. Neville! Seeker? But first years never make the house teams. You must be youngest Quidditch player in a.. Fred and George are on the team too. Beaters. Oh, go on, Harry. Quidditch is great. Best game there is, and you’ll be great too. Harry, you never told me your father was a seeker too. I’m telling you, it’s spooky. She knows more about you than you do. Whoa! Before the staircase moves again. Does anybody feel like we shouldn’t be here?”
Hermione Granger
“Has anyone seen a toad? A boy named Neville’s lost one. Oh, are you doing magic? Let’s see, then. Are you sure that’s a real spell? Well, it’s not very good, is it? Of course, I’ve only tried a few simple ones myself but they’ve all worked for me. For example.. Oculus reparo. That’s better, isn’t it? Holy cricket! You’re Harry Potter! I’m Harmione Granger. And you are.. pleasure. You two better change into your robes. I expect we’ll be arriving soon. You’ve got dirt on your nose, by the way. Did you know? Just there. It’s not real, the ceiling. It’s just bewitched to look like the night sky. I read about it in ‘Hogwarts, A History.’ Oh, no. Okay, relax. Nearly headless? How can you be nearly headless? Wow! I’ve read about those. When the smoke turns red it means you’ve forgotten something. Up. Up. Up! Up! Up! Harry, no way! You heard what Madam Hooch said. Besides, you don’t even know how to fly. What an idiot.”
“You won’t make a fool of yourself. It’s in your blood. The staircases change, remember? We’re not supposed to be here. This is the third floor. It’s forbidden.”
Albus Dumbledore
“I should have known that you would be here.. …Professor McGonagall. I’m afraid so, professor. The good and the bad. Hagrid is bringing him in. Ah, professor, I would trust Hagrid with my life. No problems I trust, Hagrid? The only family he has. Exactly, he’s far better off growing up away from all of that. Until he is ready. There, there, Hagrid. It’s not really good-bye, after all. Good luck.. …Harry Potter.”
“I have a few start-of-term notices I wish to announce. The first years, please note that the dark forest is strictly forbidden to all students. Also, our caretaker, Mr. Filch has asked me to remind you that 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. Thank you. Let the feast begin.”
Profesor McGonagall
“Good evening, Professor Dumbledore. Are the rumors true, Albus? And the boy? Do you think it wise to trust Hagrid with something as important as this? Albus, do you really think it’s safe leaving him with these people? I’ve watched them all day. They’re the worst sort of Muggles imaginable. They really are– This boy will be famous. There won’t be a child in our world who doesn’t know his name.”
“Welcome to Hogwarts. Now, in a few moments, you will pass through these doors and join your classmates. But before you can take your seats you must be sorted into your houses. They are Gryffindor, Hufflepuff Ravenclaw and Slytherin. Now, while you’re here.. …your house will be like your family. Your triumphs will earn you points. Any rule-breaking, and you will lose points. At the end of the year, the house with the most points is awarded the house cup– the sorting ceremony will begin momentarily. We’re ready for you now. Follow me. Alright. Will you wait along here, please? Now, before we begin Professor Dumbledore would like to say a few words. Now, when I call your name, you will come forth I shall place the sorting hat on your head.. …and you will be sorted into your houses. “Hermione Granger.’ Draco Malfoy. Susan Bones. Ronald Weasley. Harry Potter. Your attention, please.”
“Oh, 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. Then perhaps a map? I trust you don’t need one to find your seats.”
“Harry Potter! Follow me. You wait here. Professor Quirrell, excuse me, excuse me. Could I borrow Wood for a moment, please? Potter, this is Oliver Wood. Wood, I have found you a seeker.”
Hagrid
“Professor Dumbledore, sir. Professor McGonagall. No, sir. Little tyke fell asleep just as we were flying over Bristol. Try not to wake him. There you go.”
“Sorry about that. Dry up, Dursley, you great prune. My, I haven’t seen you since you was a baby, Harry but you’re a bit more along than I would’ve expected particularly ’round the middle. Well, of course you are. Got something for you. ‘Fraid I might have sat on it at some point but I imagine it’ll taste fine just the same. Ahh. Baked it myself, words and all. Heh. It’s not every day your young man turns 11 now is it, eh? Rubeus Hagrid keeper of keys and grounds at Hogwarts. Of course, you’ll know all about Hogwarts. No? Blimey, Harry, didn’t you ever wonder where your mum and dad learned it all? You’re a wizard, Harry. A wizard, and a thumpin’ good ‘un, I’d wager once you train up a little. well, just Harry, did you ever make anything happen anything you couldn’t explain when you were angry o-or scared? Hmm. A car crash? A car crash kill Lily and James Potter? It’s an outrage! It’s a scandal! Oh? And I suppose a great Muggle like yourself’s gonna stop him, are you? Non-magic folk. This boy’s had his name down ever since he were born! He’s going to the finest school of witchcraft and wizardry in the world and he’ll be under the finest headmaster that Hogwarts has ever seen.. Albus Dumbledore. Never… insult Albus Dumbledore in front of me. Well, ahem, I’d appreciate it if you didn’t tell anyone at Hogwarts about that. Strictly speaking, I’m not allowed to do magic. Ooh, we’re a bit behind schedule. Best be off. Unless you’d rather stay, of course. Hmm?”
“If you know where to go. No, thanks, Tom. I’m on official Hogwarts business. Just helping young Harry here buy his school supplies. Hello, professor. I didn’t see you there. Harry, this is Professor Quirrell. He’ll be your Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher at Hogwarts. Yes, well, must be going now. Lots to buy. See, Harry, you’re famous. I’m not sure I’m exactly the right person to tell you that, Harry. Welcome, Harry, to Diagon Alley. Here’s where you get your quills and your ink. And over there, all your bits and bobs for doing your wizardry. Well, there’s your money, Harry. Gringotts, the wizard bank. T’ain’t no safer place. Not one. Except perhaps Hogwarts. They’re goblins, Harry. Clever as they come, goblins but not the most friendly beasts. Best stay close. Mr. Harry Potter wishes to make a withdrawal. Oh, wait a minute. Got it here somewhere. Ha! There’s the little devil. Oh, and there’s something else as well. Professor Dumbledore gave me this. It’s about you-know-what in vault you-know-which. Didn’t think your mum and dad would leave you with nothin’, now did you? Can’t tell you, Harry. Hogwarts business. Very secret. Best not to mention this to anyone, Harry. A wand? Well, you want Ollivander’s. There ain’t no place better. Why don’t you run along there and wait? I just got one more thing I got to do. I won’t be long.”
“Harry! Harry! Happy birthday! You alright, Harry? You seem very quiet. First, and understand this, Harry ’cause it’s very important.. not all wizards are good. Some of them go bad. A few years ago, there was one wizard who went as bad as you can go. And his name was V.. his name was V.. no, I can’t spell it. Alright. Voldemort. Shh! It was dark times, Harry. Dark times. Voldemort started to gather some followers brought ’em over to the dark side. Anyone that stood up to him ended up dead. Your parents fought against him.. but nobody lived once he decided to kill ’em. Nobody, not one. Except you. Yes. That ain’t no ordinary cut on your forehead, Harry. A mark like that only comes from being touched by a curse and an evil curse at that. Well, some say he died. Codswallop, in my opinion. Nope, I reckon he’s out there still.. too tired to carry on. But one thing’s absolutely certain.. something about you stumped him that night. That’s why you’re famous. That’s why everybody knows your name. You’re the boy who lived.”
“What’re you lookin’ at? Blimey! Is that the time? Sorry, Harry, I’m gonna have to leave you. Dumbledore’ll be wantin’ his, uh… well, he’ll be wantin’ to see me. Now, uh, your train leaves in ten minutes. Here’s your ticket. Stick to it, Harry. That’s very important. Stick to your ticket.”
“Right, then! First years, this way, please! Come on now! First years, don’t be shy! Come on now. Hurry up. Come on! Hello, Harry. Right, then. This way to the boats. Come on now. Follow me.”
Severus Snape
“There will be no foolish wand-waving or silly incantations in this class. As such, I don’t expect many of you to appreciate the subtle science and exact art that is potion-making. However, for those select few.. …who possess the predisposition.. …I can teach you to bewitch the mind and ensnare the senses. I can tell you how to bottle fame brew glory and even put a stopper in death. Then again, maybe some of you have come to Hogwarts in possession of abilities so formidable that you feel confident enough to not pay attention. Mr. Potter.. …our new celebrity. Tell me, what would I get if I added powdered root of asphodel to an infusion of wormwood? You don’t know? Well, let’s try again. Where, Mr. Potter, would you look if I asked you to find me a bezoar? And what is the difference between monkshood and wolfbane? Pity. Clearly, fame isn’t everything. Is it, Mr. Potter?”
The Weasleys
“Packed with muggles, of course. Come on. Platform Nine and Three Quarters this way. Alright, Percy. You first. Fred, you next.”
“He’s not Fred, I am! Honestly, woman, you call yourself out mother. Oh, I’m sorry George. I’m only joking. I am Fred. How to get onto the platform? Yes, not to worry, dear. It’s Ron’s first time to Hogwarts as well. Now, all you’ve got to do is walk straight at the wall between platforms nine and ten. Best do it at a bit of a run if you’re nervous. Good luck.”
“Hey, well done, Harry. Wood’s just told us. Our job is to make sure that you don’t get bloodied up too bad. Can’t make any promises, of course. Rough game, Quidditch. Brutal. But no one’s died in years. Someone will vanish occasionally but they’ll turn up in a month or two.”
Hogwarts
“Trevor! Sorry. Harry Potter?”
“We got Potter! We got Potter!”
“I’m half and half. Me Dad’s a Muggle. Mum’s a witch. Bit of a nasty shock for him when he found out.”
“Oh, that’s Professor Snape, head of Slytherin house. Potions. But everyone knows it’s the Dark Arts he fancies. He’s been after Quirrell’s job for years.”
“Hello! How are you? Welcome to Gryffindor. Whoo-hoo-hoo! Whoo-hoo! Look, it’s the Bloody Baron! Hello, Sir Nicholas. Have a nice summer. Dismal, once again, my request to join the headless hunt has been denied. I prefer Sir Nicholas, if you don’t mind. Like this.”
“Gryffindors, follow me, please. Keep up. Thank you. Ravenclaw, follow me. This way. This is the most direct path to the dormitories. Oh, and keep an eye on the staircases. They like to change. Keep up, please, and follow me. Quickly, now. Come on. Come on. Seamus, that picture’s moving!”
“Oh, look! Look! Who’s that girl? Welcome to Hogwarts. Who’s that? Password? Caput draconis. Follow me, everyone. Keep up. Quickly, come on. Gather ’round here. Welcome to the Gryffindor common room. Boys dormitories, upstairs and down to your left girls, the same on your right. You’ll find all your belongings have already been brought up.”
“Eye of rabbit, harp string hum turn this water into rum. Eye of rabbit, harp string hum… eye of.. hey, look, Neville’s got a Remembrall. The only problem is I can’t remember what I’ve forgotten.”
“Good afternoon, class. Good afternoon, Madam Hooch. Good afternoon, Amanda. Good afternoon. Welcome to your first flying lesson. Well, what are you waiting for? Everyone, step up to the left side of their broomstick. Come on now, hurry up. Stick your right hand over the broom and say, ‘Up.’ Up! Up. Up. Up. With feeling. Up. Up. Up. Up. Now, once you’ve got hold of your broom I want you to mount it. And grip it tight. You don’t wanna be sliding off the end. When I blow my whistle, I want each of you to kick off from the ground hard. Keep your broom steady, hover for a moment then lead forward slightly and touch back down. On my whistle. Three, two.. ah.. Mr. Longbottom. Neville, what are you doing? Neville, come down! You’re not supposed to take off like that! Mr., Mr.-Mr. Longbottom! Mr. Longbottom! Help! Ah! Help! Come back down this instant! Oh, no! Help! Mr. Longbottom.. ow! Everyone out of the way! Come on. Is he alright? Ow, ow, ow.. ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh. Oh, dear, it’s a broken wrist. Tsk, tsk, tsk. Poor boy. Come on now, up you get. Everyone’s to keep their feet firmly on the ground while I take Mr. Longbottom to the hospital wing. Understand? If I see a single broom in the air the one riding it will find themselves out of Hogwarts before they can say ‘Quidditch.’ Nice going, Harry. Oh, that was wicked, Harry!”
“An iguana such as this is an.. oh, y-yes. Of course. The vampire bat.. have you heard? Harry Potter’s the new Gryffindor seeker. I always knew he’d do well.”
Draco Malfoy
“It’s true, then. What they’re saying on the train. Harry Potter has come to Hogwarts. This is Crabbe and Goyle. And I’m Malfoy. 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. 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. I can help you there. Up! Did you see his face? Maybe if that fat limp had given this a squeeze he’d have remembered to fall on his fat ass. No, I think I’ll leave it somewhere for Longbottom to find. How about on the roof? What’s the matter, Potter? Bit beyond your reach? Is that so? Have it your way, then.”
The Sorting Hat
“Ah, right, then. Hmm. Right. Okay. Gryffindor! Let’s see.. I know. Hufflepuff! Ha! Another Weasley. I know just what to do with you. Gryffindor! 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? Not Slytherin, eh? Are you sure? You could be great, you know? It’s all here in your head. And Slytherin will help you on the way to greatness there’s no doubt about that. No? Well, if you’re sure. Better be… Gryffindor!”
Hogwarts Express
“Anything off the trolley, dears?”
Diagon Alley
“Ah, Hagrid! The usual, I presume? Bless my soul, it’s Harry Potter. Welcome back, Mr. Potter. Welcome back. Doris Crockford, Mr. Potter. I can’t believe I’m meeting you at last. Harry P-Potter. C-can’t tell you how pleased I am to meet you. F-fearfully fascinating subject. N-not that you need it, eh, Potter?”
“It’s a world-class racing broom. Wow, look at it! The new Nimbus 2000. It’s the fastest model yet.”
“I wondered when I’d be seeing you, Mr. Potter. It seems only yesterday that your mother and father were in here buying their first wands. Ah. Here we are. Well, give it a wave. Apparently not. Ahh. Perhaps.. …this. No, no. Definitely not. No matter. I wonder. Curious. Very curious. I remember every wand I’ve ever sold, Mr. Potter. It so happens that the Phoenix whose tail feather resides in your wand gave another feather. Just one other. It is curious that you should be destined for this wand when its brother gave you that scar. Oh, we do not speak his name. The wand chooses the wizard, Mr. Potter. It’s not always clear why, but… I think it is clear that we can expect great things from you. After all, He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named did great things. Terrible… yes but great.”
Gringotts
“Ohh. And does Mr. Harry Potter have his key? Very well. Vault 687. Lamp, please. Key, please. Vault 713. Stand back.”
Muggle World
“Thanks-s. Snake!”
“Sorry. That’s right on your left, madam. Nine and Three Quarters. Think you’re bein’ funny, do you? Nine and Three Quarters.”
Aunt Petunia
“Up. Get up. Now! Oh, here he comes, the birthday boy! Why don’t you just cook the breakfast and try not to burn anything? I want everything to be perfect for my Dudley’s special day! Aren’t they wonderful, darling? Oh, now, now, now, this is what we’re going to do is that when we go out were going to buy you two new presents. How’s that, pumpkin? This will be a lovely day at the zoo. I’m really looking forward to it. Aah! My darling boy! How did you get in there? It’s alright, sweetheart. It’s alright. We’ll get you out of these terribly cold clothes. Get off! Of course we knew. How could you not be? My perfect sister being who she was. Oh, my mother and father were so proud the day she got her letter. ‘We have a witch in the family. Isn’t it wonderful?’ I was the only one to see her for what she was. A freak! And then, she met that Potter, and then she had you and I knew you would be the same. Just as strange, just as… abnormal. And then, if you please, she went and got herself blown up and we got landed with you. We had to say something.”
Dudley
“Wake up, cousin! We’re going to the zoo! How many are there? Thirty-six? But last year I had 37! I don’t care how big they are! Make it move! Move! He’s boring. Mummy, dad, come here! You won’t believe what this snake is doing! Mum! Mummy! Mum, help me! Help me! Dad, look, Harry’s got a letter! Make it stop! Please make it stop! Stop it! Stop it! Please tell me what’s happening! Daddy’s gone mad, hasn’t he? I-I’m not Harry.”
Vernon
“Happy birthday, son. Hurry up! Bring my coffee, boy! Thirty-six. I counted them myself. Yes, some of them are quite a bit bigger than last year’s. I’m warning you now, boy. Any funny business, any at all and you won’t have any meals for a week. Get in. Move! What happened? Grr! There’s no such thing as magic! Oh, Marge is ill. Ate a funny whelk. Yours? Who’d be writing to you? No more mail through this letter box. Shoo! Go on! Fine day, Sunday. In my opinion, best day of the week. Why is that, Dudley? Right you are, Harry. No post on Sunday. Ha! No blasted letters today! No, sir! Not one single bloody letter! Not one! No, sir! Not one blasted, miserable.. go away! Aah! Give me that! Give me that letter! That’s it! We’re going away! Far away! Where they can’t find us! Who’s there? I demand that you leave at once, sir! You’re breaking and entering! He will not be going, I tell you! We swore when we took him in we’d put a stop to all this rubbish! He’ll not be going. I’ll not pay to have some crackpot old fool teach him magic tricks!”
