Harry Potter and the Cursed Child

HARRY turns and looks at his son and then at GINNY.
HARRY: Yes. Albus, she’s a murderer, and we’re not.
HERMIONE: We have to be better than them.
RON: Yeah, it’s annoying but it’s what we learnt.
DELPHI: Take my mind. Take my memory. Make me forget who I am.
RON: No. We’ll take you back to our time.
HERMIONE: And you’ll go to Azkaban. Same as your mother.
DRACO: Where you’ll rot.
HARRY hears a noise. A hissing noise.
And then there is a noise like death — a noise like nothing else we’ve heard before.
Haaarry Pottttter . . .
SCORPIUS: What’s that?
HARRY: No. No. Not yet.
ALBUS: What?
RON: Voldemort.
DELPHI: Father?
HERMIONE: Now? Here?
DELPHI: Father!
DRACO: Silencio! (DELPHI is gagged.) Wingardium Leviosa! (She is sent upwards and away.)
HARRY: He’s coming. He’s coming right now.
VOLDEMORT comes through the back of the stage, and across it, and walks down into the
auditorium. And the air fills with the hatred and fear he spreads. He brings death with him.
And everyone knows it.