Harry Potter And The Cursed Child Parts One An... May 2026

Twenty-two years after the Battle of Hogwarts, Harry Potter, now Head of Magical Law Enforcement, still woke at 3:47 AM most nights. Not from nightmares of Voldemort anymore, but from a quieter dread: the face of his youngest son, Albus Severus, twisted in silent resentment across the dinner table that evening.

A cold voice slithered from the throne beside the statue.

They turned to face Delphi, the Death Eaters, and the fallen world. No Time-Turner. No prophecy. Just two boys, a borrowed wand, and a choice. Harry Potter and the Cursed Child Parts One an...

“Don’t,” Albus started, “Dad, I’m sorry—”

They watched from the shadows as the champions dove. And Cedric did exactly as Albus said. He slowed. He pretended his charm was failing. Harry Potter—a younger, lankier, unbroken Harry—surfaced with Ron Weasley just as Cedric arrived with Cho Chang. The crowd applauded both. Cedric grinned, relieved. Twenty-two years after the Battle of Hogwarts, Harry

It was the day of the Second Task, 1995.

“The prisoner’s son,” this Harry sneered. “Interrogation Room Seven. Now.” They turned to face Delphi, the Death Eaters,

Scorpius grabbed Albus’s sleeve. “The Shard. We have to go back—stop ourselves from ever speaking to Cedric.”