ACT THREE, SCENE ELEVEN
HOGWARTS, SLYTHERIN DORMITORY
ALBUS is sitting in his room. HARRY enters and looks at his son — full of anger, but cautious to not let it
spill. HARRY: Thanks for letting me come up. ALBUS turns, he nods at his dad. He’s being cautious too.
No luck, as yet, with the Time-Turner searching. They’re negotiating with the Merpeople to dredge the lake. He sits down uncomfortably. This is a nice room. ALBUS: Green is a soothing color, isn’t it? I mean Gryffindor rooms are all well and good but the
trouble with red is — it is said to send you a little mad — not that I’m casting aspersions . . . HARRY: Can you explain why you tried to do this? ALBUS: I thought I could — change things. I thought Cedric — it’s unfair. HARRY: Of course it’s unfair, Albus, don’t you think I know that? I was there. I saw him die. But to do
this . . . to risk all this . . . ALBUS: I know. HARRY (failing to contain his anger): If you were trying to do as I did, you went the wrong way about
it. I didn’t volunteer for adventure, I was forced into it. You did something really reckless — something really stupid and dangerous — something that could have destroyed everything — ALBUS: I know. Okay. I know.