- Wingardium Leviosa!
Wingardium Leviosa!
Why are you so loud? And why isn't your room clean?
I told you to clean it hours ago!
- I know, but I need to practice my spells, Mom.
I have a test tomorrow!
Excuse me. Wingardium Leviosa!
Put me down! Mijo, put me down right now!
Harry, put me down!
- Expelliarmus! Expelliarmus!
- Oye Harry! You wanna see something real quick?
- Sure thing, father,
what is it that you would like to present?
- Check it out. It's the Sorta Hat.
- I've never heard of a Sorta Hat.
Do you mean a Sorting Hat?
- No, son! Like it sort of gets it right.
- Interesting. Where did you acquire such a thing?
- At the swap meet! Hagrid was selling them for $5.
- Swap meet? That sounds very uncivilized.
- Okay. Stay still.
- Hmm, interesting.
- Hey! I am not lazy.
- I mean, he's not wrong.
Have you seen your room, nasty?
- No, no, no. Let's try it again.
- Okay, you asked for it.
I sense an...
- I don't want to do this anymore. This hat is nonsense.
- Hey, I did say it was sort of right.
- Come on, team Gryffindor, let's win this one
and get that golden snitch.
- Hey son, what are you watching?
- Oh, it's the Quidditch World Cup.
Gryffindor and Slytherin are playing right now
and the match is tremendous.
- Ah, okay. But I want to watch the soccer game.
It's Mexico versus USA.
- Come on, father. You always watch soccer.
Let me watch Quidditch just this one time.
- Ah, that's not even a real sport, unlike futbol!
Now that's a sport.
- I beg to differ.
Kicking a ball around is nothing compared to trying
to catch a golden snitch.
- Yeah, yeah, whatever.
I pay the bills, so I get to watch the TV.
Why don't you use your magic to make a TV or something?
- Mom! Where is it?
I'm going to be late! Mom!
- Hey!
Why are you screaming like that for?
- Mother, do you know where my Nimbus 3000 is?
I'm going to be late for school.
- I don't know. It's probably with your other video games.
- It's not a video game. It's my magic broomstick.
- Oh, do you mean this one?
- Yes, that is the one. Why do you have my Nimbus?
Well I was using it to clean downstairs.
The floors were dirty.
- Mom, you can't use my broomstick to clean!
I use that to fly to Hogwarts!
- Brooms are made for cleaning.
Flying? What nonsense!
That's not safe, anyway.
- Whatever, Mom, just give me my broom back!
- Hey, hey, hey, hey,
talk to me like that again and I'll make you fly
without the broom.
Now, if you excuse me, I got some cleaning to do.
- Hey!
Why the long face?
- You know who was bothering me again.
- Who was messing with my son?
- Dad, I can't say his name.
- Oh, was it Senor Voldemort?
- Dad, stop! You can't say his name.
I'm not afraid of anyone.
If I want to say his name, I'ma say his name.
Voldemort, Voldemort, Voldemort!
- I told you not to say it.
- Father, did you defecate yourself?
- Maybe. I think I'm still going.
- Wingardium Leviosa!
Wingardium Leviosa!
Flip the tortillas with your hands. It's not that hard!
- But Mom, I can't use my hands.
I'm not built like you.
You're built like, well you're built like Hagrid.
Wingardium Leviosa!
- Oh wow!
You made a tortilla fly.
- My wizardry is getting better every day!
- Yes, I'm so proud of you.
Now put that tortilla down and stop playing with your food.
I should've never adopted a wizard son.
- Harry!
- Yes, father? Did you request my presence?
- Yes, I need your help. Come here.
Our garage is broken
and, well, I need you to weld this piece right here for me.
Use your little
or whatever it is you do.
- Oh, I'm sorry, but I don't know how to do such a thing.
It's barely my first year of school, Dad.
- Then why am I paying so much money
for your little magic school
if you don't even know how to do magic?
- Well you don't pay for my school, tuition is free.
And for your information, I do know some magic.
- Okay, then use the magic you know to fix it.
- All right. Well, I'll try my best.
Oculus Reparo!
Oh, I seem to have fixed the garage!
- Oh, thank you, mijo,
but I can't see anymore.
Can you call an ambulance now?