Harry Potter and the Cursed Child

ACT ONE, SCENE EIGHT
DREAM, HUT-ON-THE-ROCK
There’s a LARGE BOOM. Then there’s a LARGE CRASH. DUDLEY DURSLEY, AUNT PETUNIA, and
UNCLE VERNON are cowering behind a bed.
DUDLEY DURSLEY: Mum, I don’t like this.
AUNT PETUNIA: I knew we made a mistake coming here. Vernon. Vernon. There’s nowhere we
can hide. Not even a lighthouse is far enough away!
There’s another LARGE BOOM.
UNCLE VERNON: Hold on. Hold on. Whatever it is, it’s not coming in here.
AUNT PETUNIA: We’re cursed! He’s cursed us! The boy has cursed us! (Seeing YOUNG HARRY.) This
is all your fault. Get back in your hole.
YOUNG HARRY flinches away as UNCLE VERNON holds out his rifle.
UNCLE VERNON: Whoever’s there, I should warn you — I’m armed.
There’s a MASSIVE SMASH. And the door falls off its hinges. HAGRID stands in the middle
of the doorway. He looks at them all.
HAGRID: Couldn’t make us a cup o’ tea, could yeh? It’s not been an easy journey.
DUDLEY DURSLEY: Look. At. Him.
UNCLE VERNON: Stand back. Stand back. Behind me, Petunia. Behind me, Dudley. I’ll soon see