Harry Potter and the Cursed Child

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