Harry Potter and the Cursed Child

ALBUS: Stop! Please.
CRAIG runs in, full of energy.
CRAIG BOWKER JR.: Scorpius? Albus? Everyone’s looking for you —
ALBUS: Craig. Get away. Get help!
CRAIG BOWKER JR.: What’s happening?
DELPHI: Avada Kedavra!
DELPHI sends a blast of green light across the stage — CRAIG is propelled backwards by it —
and is immediately killed.
There’s a silence. A silence that seems to last for a long time.
Did you not understand? These are not childish games we are playing here. You are useful to
me, your friends are not.
ALBUS and SCORPIUS look at CRAIG’s body — their minds in torment.
It took me a long time to discover your weakness, Albus Potter. I thought it was pride, I
thought it was the need to impress your father, but then I realized your weakness was the same
as your father’s: friendship. You will do exactly as you’re told, otherwise Scorpius will die,
just like that spare did.
She looks at them both.
Voldemort will return and the Augurey will sit at his side. Just as it was prophesied. “When
spares are spared, when time is turned, when unseen children murder their fathers: Then will
the Dark Lord return.”
She smiles. She pulls SCORPIUS viciously towards her.
Cedric is the spare, and Albus —
She pulls ALBUS viciously towards her.
— the unseen child who will kill his father by rewriting time and so return the Dark Lord.
The Time-Turner starts rotating. She pulls their hands to it.
Now!
And there is a giant whoosh of light. A smash of noise.
And time stops. And then it turns over, thinks a bit, and begins spooling backwards, slow at