Cornelius Fudge, Minister of Magic.

Oh, are you doing magic? Let's see, then.

- She's not letting us use magic at all. - Well, I'm not surprised.

Is this yours?

This is light?

Dad works in the Ministry of Magic, in the Misuse of Muggle Artifacts Office.

This came with it.

This is Crabbe, and Goyle.

Never gonna let him forget this, are you?

Now, this one's been hurt bad by something.

Neville, I'm really really sorry about this. Petrificus Totalus.

This is the most direct path to the dormitories.

Your previous instruction in this subject has been disturbingly uneven.

Facing this stuff in real life is not like school.

You may find yourselves facing your worst fears in this room.

...Professor Dumbledore has granted me permission to start this Dueling Club...

No word yet on how Harry Potter's taking this latest emotional blow."

...and throw it in the flame before this hour on Thursday night.

This is what you'll going to be wearing, when I finish dyeing it.

Maybe if the fat lump had given this a squeeze, he'd have remembered to fall on his fat arse.