We're pleased to welcome back Professor Grubbly-Plank,

who'll be taking Care of Magical Creatures...

while Professor Hagrid is on temporary leave.

We also wish to welcome our new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher...

Professor Dolores Umbridge.

And I'm sure you'll all join me in wishing the Professor Umbridge good luck.

Now, as usual, our caretaker, Mr Filch, has asked me to remind you...

Thank you, Headmaster, for those kind words of welcome.

And how lovely to see all your bright...

happy faces smiling up at me.

I'm sure we're all going to be very good friends.

The Ministry of Magic has always considered

...the education of young witches and wizards to be of vital importance.

The task of passing down the ancient skills...

must be undertaken with the utmost seriousness.

Although each Headmaster...

has brought something new to this historic school...

Progress for the sake of progress must be discouraged.

A balance attained, between old and new,

between permanence and to change,

between tradition and innovation.

Let us preserve what must be preserved,

perfect what can be perfected,

...and prune practices that ought to be prohibited.

Thank you, Professor Umbridge. That really was most illuminating.

Now as I was saying, Mr Filch has asked me to remind you...

that magic is forbidden in the corridor between the classes.

And many other things have seemed to be going on.

Now a list of these missing minors can be found nailed to his door...

My granny says it's the Daily Prophet that's rubbish.

She's cancelled our subscription.

See you, you know we all couldn't cheat, you know that.

I don't cheat!

Oh no. You don't cheat.

You know what I want.

Where is this weapon?

There isn't one, is there?

You were trying to trick me.

You know I really hate children.

You really are the most untidy creatures.

All of you, I tried to help you...

to understand discipline and respect for the decorum.

I tried my very best to bring order,

...yet everytime it's been set by chaos.

I mean, look what you've done to me?

I really cannot take it anymore...

But I must...

Authority... must be appalled.

Sometimes, the ends do justify the meanings.

Exactly...

No one could blame me...

and it falls to me to sort out.

Yes.

To tie up a new sense then soap it.

For the greater good, I ought to do what must be done.

Harry.

Come here.

Come on.

Feast is about to start.

Thanks, Ron. I'm not really in the mood.

You know, I'm not hungry either. I...

You go on.

Really. I'll be okay.