哈利·波特与死亡圣器(下) Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows: Part 2 (2011)【完整台词】

A part of Voldemort lives inside him.

So, when the time comes...

...the boy must die?

Yes... yes.

He must die.

You've kept him alive, so he can

die at the proper moment?

You've been raising him like a pig for slaughter.

Don't tell me now, that you've

grown to care for the boy.

Expecto Patronum

Lily!

After all this time!

Always.

So, when the time comes...

...the boy must die?

Yes.

He must die.

And Voldemort himself must do it.

That is essential.

- Where've you been?

- I thought you went to the forest.

I'm going there now.

Are you mad?

No...

You can't give yourself up to him.

What is it, Harry?

What is it you know?

There is a reason I can hear them.

The Horcruxes.

I think I've known for a while.

And I think you have, too.

- I'll go with you.

- No, kill the snake.

Kill the snake, and it's just him!

I'm ready to die.

Resurrection Stone.

You've been so brave, sweetheart.

Why are you here?

All of you.

We never left.

Does...

Does it hurt?

Dying?

Quicker than falling asleep.

You're nearly there, son.

I'm sorry.

I never wanted any of you to die for me.

And, Remus, your son?

Others will tell him what his

mother and father died for.

One day, he'll understand.

You'll stay with me?

Until the end.

And he won't be able to see you?

No.

We're here, you see.

Stay close to me.

Always.

No sign of him, My Lord.

I thought he'd come.

Harry, no!

- What're yeh doin' 'ere?

- Quiet!

Harry Potter...

...The Boy Who Lived...

...come to die.

Avada Kedavra

You can't help...

Harry, you're a wonderful boy...

You brave, brave man!

Let us walk.

Professor, what is that?

Something beyond either of our help.

A part of Voldemort sent here to die.

And exactly where are we?

I was gonna ask you that.

Where would you say where we are?

Well, it looks like King's Cross station.

Only cleaner...

....and without all the trains.

King's Cross, is that right?

This is as they say, 'your' party.

I expect you now realize that you and Voldemort...

...have been connected by something other than fate.

Since that night at Godric's Hollow all those years ago.

So it's true then, sir.

A part of him lives within me, doesn't it?

Did.

It's been just destroyed many moments

ago by none other than Voldemort himself.

You, were the Horcrux he

never meant to make, Harry.

- I have to go back, haven't I?

- Oh, that's up to you.

- I've a choice?

- Oh, yeah!

We're in King's Cross, you say.

I think if so decide,

you'll be able to board a train.

And where will it take me?

On.

Voldemort has the Elder Wand?

True.

And the snake is still alive?

Yes.

And I've nothing to kill it with?

Help will always be given at Hogwarts, Harry.

To those who ask for it.

I've always pride of myself

on my ability to turn a phrase.

Words are, in my not so humble opinion...

..almost inexhaustible source of magic.

Capable of inflicting

injury and remedies.

But I would in this case...

amend my original statement to this:

Help, will always be given at Hogwarts,

To those who deserve it.

Do not pity the dead, Harry...

Pity the living.

And above all...

....all those who live without love.

Professor, my mother's Patronus...

was a doe, wasn't it?

As the same as Professor Snape's.

It's curious, don't you think?

Actually, if I think about it...

...it doesn't seem curious at all!

I'll be going now, Harry.

Professor?

Is this all real?

Or is it just happening inside my head?

Of course it's happening

inside your head, Harry.

Why should that mean, that it's not real?

Professor?

What should I do?

Professor!

My Lord, My Lord...

Are you hurt?

I don't need your help.

The boy...

Is he dead?

Is he alive?

Draco, is he alive?

Dead.

Who is that?

Hagrid's carrying?

Neville, who is it?

Harry Potter...

... is dead!

- No!

No!

Silence!

Stupid girl!

Harry Potter...

is dead!

From this day forth...

...you'll put your faith in me.

Harry Potter is dead!

And now it's the time to declare yourself.

Come forward and join us...

or die!

Draco!

Draco.

Draco.

Come.

Well done, Draco.

Well done!

Well, I must say I'd hope for better.

And who might you be, young man?

Neville Longbottom.

Well, Neville, I'm sure we can

find a place for you in our rank.

I'd like to say something.

Well, Neville, I'm sure we'd all be

fascinated to hear what you have to say.

- Doesn't matter that Harry is gone.

- Stand down, Neville!