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Another year gone.

And now as I understand it,

the House Cup needs awarding,

and the points stand thus.

In fourth place,

Gryffindor with 312 points.

Third place,

Hufflepuff

with 352 points.

In second place,

Ravenclaw

with 426 points.

And in first place

with 472 points,

Slytherin house.

Yeah!

Nice one.

Yes, yes, well done, Slytherin.

Well done, Slytherin.

However,

recent events must be taken into account,

and I have a few

last minute points to award.

To Miss Hermione Granger

for the cool use of intellect

while others were in grave peril.

50 points.

Good job.

Second

to Mr Ronald Weasley

for the best played game of chess

that Hogwarts has seen these many years.

50 points.

And third

to Mr Harry Potter

for pure love and outstanding courage.

I award Gryffindor house,

60 points.

We're tied with Slytherin.

And finally,

it takes a great deal of bravery

to stand up to your enemies.

But a great deal more

to stand up to your friends.

I award ten points

to Neville Longbottom.

Assuming that my calculations are correct,

I believe

that a change of decoration is in order.

Gryffindor wins the House Cup.

Yes!

Yes.

Merry Christmas.

Ho, ho, ho.

[Molly] Here we go.

Daddy's back.

Sit down, everybody.

Sit down.

That's it.

Now, presents!

[Arthur] And a nice big box for Ron.

[Molly] Big box for you. And, um ...

Oh, Fred and George.

Come on, open up.

I want to see your faces.

[Arthur] Yes.

[Molly] Try it on.

[Ginny] Thanks, Mum. It's perfect.

Just what he wanted, actually.

Thanks, Mum.

Thanks, Mum, it's wicked.

[Molly] Come on then, everybody.

Let's clear this away.

Ooh! Harry. Harry.

There you are.

Happy Christmas.

Thank you!

Lovely to have you with us.

Thank you.

[Molly] Now, Daddy.

Pass that to Daddy.

[Arthur] Thank you.

[Molly] Is everybody good?

[Arthur] Toast!

[Molly] Fred, George?

Hermione, make sure your mug is—

[Arthur] A Christmas toast!

To Mr Harry Potter.

Without whom,

I would not be here.

Harry.

[All] Harry.

Harry.

Where's Hermione?

Parvati Patil said that she wouldn't

come out of the girls' bathroom.

She said that she'd been in there

all afternoon, crying.

Troll in the dungeon!

Thought you ought to know.

Ah!

Silence!

Everyone will, please,

not panic.

Now,

prefects will lead their house

back to the dormitories.

Teachers will follow me

to the dungeon.

[Prefect] Hufflepuffs this way!

Welcome back, Sir Nicholas.

Thank you.

Good evening, Sir Nicholas.

Good evening.

Good to see you, Sir Nicholas.

Thank you.

Hello.

Hermione, welcome back!

Thanks, Sir Nicholas.

Harry!

It's Hermione!

Uh, um...

Wel —

Welcome back, Hermione.

It's good to be back.

Congratulations,

I can't believe you solved it.

Well, we had loads of help from you.

We couldn't have done it without you.

Thanks.

[Glass chiming]

Could I have your attention, please?

Before we begin the feast,

let us have a round of applause

for Professor Sprout,

Madam Pomfrey,

whose Mandrake juice has been so

successfully administered

to all who had been Petrified.

[Applause]

Also, in light of the recent events,

as a school treat,

all exams have been cancelled.

[Cheering]

Sorry I'm late.

The owl that delivered my release papers

got all lost and confused.

Some ruddy bird called Errol.

Well, I'd just like to say that, uh,

if it hadn't been for you, Harry,

and Ron,

and Hermione, of course.

I would, uh...

I'd still be you-know-where.

So, I'd just like to say,

thanks!

Not that either of you asked,

but I would highly

recommend learning Charms.

[Newt] Lally.

What kept you two?

Uh, we encountered some complications.

You?

We encountered some complications.

Jacob tried to murder Grindewald?

It's a long story.

Is it really snakewood?

Yes, this is really a snakewood.

Can I...?

Mmm! Mm-mm.

Very dangerous.

It's very powerful.

It's rare.

If it got in the wrong hands,

you know, mess you up.

Where did you get it?

I got it for Christmas.

Jacob.

Look who I found.

Hey!

It's my wizard friends, Newt and Theseus.

We're like this, okay?

And that's me right there.

I gotta go. All right.

Have fun.

Don't do anything I wouldn't do.

Can you believe this place?

They got pint-sized

little witches and wizards

running around here.

You don't say.

I was the assassin.

Newt and Theseus both went to Hogwarts.

Oh, I knew that.

Well, they're being very nice to me.

The —

The Slytherin boys over there,

they gave me these.

They're delicious.

Who wants one?

Oh.

I never cared for

cockroach clusters much myself,

although Honeydukes are

supposed to be the best.

Do you ever stop eating?

I'm hungry.

Harry.

Can I join you?

[Umbridge] Pardon me, Professor,

but what exactly are you insinuating?

[Both] Hi, Harry.

[Cho] Shush!

Look at this!

I can't believe it, she's done it again.

Miss Granger, a plain but ambitious girl

seems to be developing

a taste for famous wizards.

Her latest prey, sources report,

is none other than the Bulgarian bon-bon,

Viktor Krum.

No word yet on how Harry Potter's

taking this latest emotional blow.

Parcel for you, Mr Weasley.

Ah, thank you, Nigel.

Not now, Nigel.

Later.

Go on.

I told him I'd get him Harry's autograph.

Ooh, look. Mum's sent me something.

Mum's sent me a dress.

Well, it does match your eyes.

Is there a bonnet?

Ah-ha!

Put those down, Harry.

Ginny, these must be for you.

I'm not wearing that.

It's ghastly.

What you on about?

They're not for Ginny.

They're for you.

Dress robes.

Dress robes?

For what?

Let the feast begin.

Wow.

I'm half and half.

Me dad's a Muggle,

Mam's a witch.

Bit of a nasty shock

for him when he found out.

Say, Percy.

Who's that teacher

talking to Professor Quirrell?

Oh, that's Professor Snape,

head of Slytherin house.

What's he teach?

Potions.

But everyone knows

it's the Dark Arts he fancies.

He's been after Quirrell's job for years.

Ah!

Hello!

How are you?

Welcome to Gryffindor.

Look, it's the Bloody Baron!

Hello, Sir Nicholas.

Have a nice summer?

Dismal.

Once again, my request

to join the Headless Hunt has been denied.

I know you.

You're Nearly Headless Nick.

I prefer Sir Nicholas, if you don't mind.

"Nearly Headless?"

How can you be nearly headless?

Like this.

Ah!

Good evening, children.

Now, we have two changes

in staffing this year.

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.

I'm sure you'll all join me

in wishing the professor good luck.

As usual, our caretaker Mr Filch

has asked me to remind you —

Take a bit of toast, mate. Go on.

Ron's right, Harry.

You're gonna need your strength today.

I'm not hungry.

Good luck today, Potter.

Then again, now that you've proven yourself

against a troll,

a little game of Quidditch

should be easy work for you.

Even if it is against Slytherin.

That explains the blood.

Blood?

Listen.

Last night,

I'm guessing Snape let the troll in

as a diversion

so he could try and get past

that three-headed dog.

But, he got himself bitten.

That's why he's limping.

But why would anyone go near that dog?

The day I was at Gringotts,

Hagrid took something

out of one of the vaults.

Said it was Hogwarts business,

very secret.

So you're saying...

That's what the dog's guarding.

That's what Snape wants.

Bit early for mail, isn't it?

But I...

I never get mail.

Let's open it.

It's a broomstick.

It's not just a broomstick, Harry.

It's a Nimbus 2000!

But who...

So, tell me, Cormac,

you see anything of your

Uncle Tiberius these days?

Yes, sir.

In fact I'm meant to go hunting with him and

the Minister for Magic over the holidays.

Oh, well.

Be sure to give them both my best.

What about your uncle, Belby?

For those of you who don't know,

Marcus's uncle invented

the Wolfsbane Potion.

Is he working on anything new?

Dunno.

Him and Dad don't get on.

Probably 'cause my dad

says Potions are rubbish.

Says the only potion worth having

is a stiff one at the end of the day.

What about you, Miss Granger?

What exactly does your family do

in the Muggle world?

My parents are dentists.

They tend to people's teeth.

Fascinating.

And is that considered

a dangerous profession?

No.

Although,

one boy, Robbie Fenwick,

did bite my father once.

He needed ten stitches.

Ah, Miss Weasley.

Come in, come in.

Look at her eyes.

They've been fighting again.

Her and Dean.

Sorry, I'm not usually late.

No matter.

Just in time for dessert.

That is, if Belby's left you any.

What?

Nothing.

That's it.

There we go.

Um, Mummy, have you seen my jumper?

Yes, dear. It was on the cat.

Hello.

What did I do?

Ginny.

She's been talking about you all summer.

Dead annoying really.

Morning, Weasleys.

[Molly] Morning, Arthur. [Ron] Morning, Dad.

What a night.

Nine raids.

Nine!

Raids?

Dad works in the Ministry of Magic.

In the Misuse of Muggle Artefacts Office.

Dad loves Muggles,

thinks they're fascinating.

Well now.

And who are you?

Oh, sorry, sir.

I'm Harry, sir.

Harry Potter.

Good Lord.

Are you really?

Well,

Ron's told us all about you, of course.

When did he get here?

This morning.

Your sons flew that enchanted car of yours

to Surrey and back last night.

Did you really?

How'd it go?

Oh, Dad, absolutely —

I mean,

that was very wrong indeed, boys.

Very wrong of you.

Now, Harry.

You must know all about Muggles.

Tell me,

what exactly

is the function of a rubber duck?

Oh.

Um...

Oh, that'll be Errol with the post.

Oh, fetch it will you, Percy, please?

Errol.

[Ron] He's always doing that.

Oh, look. It's our Hogwarts letters.

Oh.

And they've sent us Harry's as well.

Dumbledore must know you're here, Harry.

Doesn't miss a trick that man.

[Molly] Oh, no.

This lot won't come cheap, Mum.

The spellbooks alone are very expensive.

We'll manage.

There's only one place

we're gonna get all of this.

Diagon Alley.

Good luck today, Ron.

Nice hat!

Ron, you're a loser!

I'm counting on you, Ron.

I've two Galleons on Gryffindor, yeah?

Loser!

Look at the state of him.

What's he wearing?

So, how was it, then?

How was what?

Your dinner party.

Pretty boring, actually.

Though I think Harry enjoyed dessert.

Slughorn's having a Christmas do, you know.

And we're meant to bring someone.

I expect you'll be bringing McLaggen.

He's in the Slug Club, isn't he?

Actually, I was going to ask you.

Really?

Good luck today, Ron.

I know you'll be brilliant.

I'm resigning.

After today's match,

McLaggen can have my spot.

Have it your way.

Juice.

Hello, everyone.

You look dreadful, Ron.

Is that why you put something in his cup?

Is it a tonic?

Liquid Luck?

Don't drink it, Ron!

You could be expelled for that.

I don't know what you're talking about.

Come on, Harry.

We've got a game to win.

Hey, Mr Scamander.

You prefer pie or strudel?

I really don't have a preference.

You prefer strudel, huh, honey?

Strudel it is.

Well, sit down, Mr Scamander.

Not gonna poison you.

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