Harry Potter and the Cursed Child

Bang. DELPHI’s wand is pulled away from her. SCORPIUS looks on in astonishment.
Brachiabindo!
And DELPHI is bound. SCORPIUS and ALBUS then turn as one and stare in astonishment at
where the bolt came from: a young, good-looking lad of seventeen or so, CEDRIC.
CEDRIC: Come no further.
SCORPIUS: But you’re . . .
CEDRIC: Cedric Diggory. I heard screaming, I had to come. Name yourselves, beasts. I can fight
you.
ALBUS wheels around, astonished.
ALBUS: Cedric?
SCORPIUS: You saved us.
CEDRIC: Are you also a task? An obstacle? Speak. Do I have to defeat you too?
There’s a silence.
SCORPIUS: No. You just have to free us. That’s the task.
CEDRIC thinks, trying to work out whether it’s a trap, and then waves his wand.
CEDRIC: Emancipare! Emancipare!
The boys are freed.
And now I can go on? Finish the maze?
The boys look at CEDRIC — they know exactly what it means for him to finish the maze.
ALBUS: I’m afraid you have to finish the maze.
CEDRIC: Then I shall.
CEDRIC walks confidently away. ALBUS looks after him — desperate to say something, unsure
what to say.
ALBUS: Cedric —
CEDRIC turns towards him.
Your dad loves you very much.