哈利·波特与火焰杯 Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire (2005)【完整台词】

That really was most illuminating.

- Illuminating? What a load of waffle.
- What's it mean?

Magic is forbidden in the corridors...

It means the Ministry's
interfering at Hogwarts.

Dean, Seamus.

- Good holiday?
- All right.

Better than Seamus', anyway.

Me mum didn't want me
to come back this year.

- Why not?
- Let me see. Uh, because of you.

The Daily Prophet's been saying a lot
of things about you and Dumbledore.

What, your mum believes them?

Nobody was there the night Cedric died.

I guess you should read the Prophet,
then, like your stupid mother.

- Don't talk about my mother.
- I'll go at anyone that calls me a liar.

- What's going on?
- He's mad, is what's going on.

Do you believe the rubbish he's come out
with about You-Know-Who?

Yeah. I do.

Has anyone else
got a problem with Harry?

- You all right?
- Fine.

Seamus was bang out of order, mate.

- But he'll come through, you'll see.
- I said, I'm fine, Ron.

Right. I'll just leave you
to your thoughts, then.

Harry.

Bring it over here. Over here.

Oh, go on, Seamus. Go on, get it.

Good morning, children.

Ordinary Wizarding Level examinations.

O-W-Ls.

More commonly known as OWLs.

Study hard and you will be rewarded.

Fail to do so,
and the consequences may be severe.

Your previous instruction in this subject
has been disturbingly uneven.

But you'll be pleased to know,
from now on...

...you will be following a carefully
structured, Ministry-approved...

...course of defensive magic. Yes?

There's nothing in here
about using defensive spells?

Using spells? Ha-ha!

Well, I can't imagine why you would
need to use spells in my classroom.

We're not gonna use magic?

You'll be learning about defensive spells
in a secure, risk-free way.

What use is that?
If we're attacked, it won't be risk-free.

Students will raise their
hands when they speak in my class.

It is the view of the Ministry...

...that a theoretical knowledge
will be sufficient...

...to get you through your examinations...

...which, after all,
is what school is all about.

And how's theory supposed to prepare us
for what's out there?

There is nothing out there, dear.

Who do you imagine
wants to attack children like yourself?

Oh, I don't know. Maybe Lord Voldemort.

Now, let me make this quite plain.

You have been told...

...that a certain dark wizard
is at large once again.

- This is a lie.
- It's not a lie. I saw him. I fought him.

Detention, Mr. Potter.

Cedric Diggory dropped dead
of his own accord?

Cedric Diggory's death
was a tragic accident.

It was murder. Voldemort killed him.

Enough!

Enough.

See me later, Mr. Potter. My office.

Come in.

Good evening, Mr. Potter.

Sit.

You're going to be doing some lines
for me today, Mr. Potter.

No, not with your quill.

Going to be using
a rather special one of mine.

Now...

...I want you to write,
"I must not tell lies."

How many times?

Well, let's say for as long as it takes
for the message to sink in.

You haven't given me any ink.

Oh, you won't need any ink.

Yes?

- Nothing.
- That's right.

Because you know, deep down...

...you deserve to be punished.

Don't you, Mr. Potter?

Go on.

- Skiving Snackboxes.
- Sweets that make you ill.

Get out of class whenever you like.

Obtain hours of pleasure
from unprofitable boredom.

Care for another?

I'm not asking you
to write all of it for me.

Oh, please.

I've been busy studying
for these stupid OWL exams.

I'll do the introduction. That's all.

Hermione, you're honestly
the most wonderful person I've ever met.

- And if I'm ever rude to you again...
- I'll know you've gone back to normal.

What's wrong with your hand?

Nothing.

The other hand.

- You've got to tell Dumbledore.
- No.

Dumbledore's got enough
on his mind right now.

I don't want to give
Umbridge the satisfaction.

Bloody hell, Harry.
The woman's torturing you.

- If the parents knew about this...
- I haven't got any of those, have I, Ron?

Harry, you've got to report this.

- It's perfectly simple. You're being--
- No, it's not.

Hermione, whatever this is,
it's not simple.

You don't understand.

Then help us to.

Dear Padfoot...

...I hope you're all right.

It's starting to get colder here.
Winter is definitely on the way.

In spite of being back at Hogwarts,
I feel more alone than ever.

I know you, of all people,
will understand.

Hello, Harry Potter.

- Your feet. Aren't they cold?
- Bit.

Unfortunately, all my shoes
have mysteriously disappeared.

I suspect Nargles are behind it.

- What are they?
- They're called Thestrals.

They're quite gentle, really, but people
avoid them because they're a bit...

Different.

But why can't the others see them?

They can only be seen
by people who've seen death.

So you've known someone
who's died, then?

My mum.

She was quite an extraordinary witch,
but she did like to experiment...

...and one day,
one of her spells went badly wrong.

- I was 9.
- I'm sorry.

Yes, it was rather horrible.

I do feel very sad about it sometimes,
but I've got Dad.

We both believe you, by the way.

That He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named
is back, and you fought him...

...and the Ministry and the Prophet
are conspiring against you.

Thanks. It seems you're about
the only ones that do.

I don't think that's true.

But I suppose
that's how he wants you to feel.

What do you mean?

Well, if I were You-Know-Who...

...I'd want you to feel cut off
from everyone else...

...because if it's just you alone...

...you're not as much of a threat.

- Do you ever stop eating?
- What? I'm hungry.

Harry.

Can I join you?

Pardon me, professor,
but what exactly are you insinuating?

McGONAGALL: I am merely requesting
that when it comes to my students...

...you conform to the prescribed
disciplinary practices.

So silly of me, but it sounds...

...as if you're questioning my authority
in my own classroom...

...Minerva.

Not at all, Dolores,
merely your medieval methods.

I am sorry, dear.

But to question my practices
is to question the Ministry...

...and by extension, the minister himself.

I am a tolerant woman...

...but the one thing
I will not stand for is disloyalty.

Disloyalty.

Things at Hogwarts
are far worse than I feared.

Cornelius will want
to take immediate action.

What's happened to Dumbledore?

Having already revolutionized...

...the teaching
of Defense Against the Dark Ans...

...Dolores Umbridge will,
as high inquisitor, have powers...

...to address the seriously falling
standards at Hogwarts School.

Just one question, dear.

You've been in this post
how long, exactly?

You applied first for the Defense Against
the Dark Arts post, is that correct?

Yes.

But you were unsuccessful?

Obviously.

Could you please predict something
for me?

I'm sorry?

Move those mouths.

One teensy little prophecy?

Pity.

No, wait. Wait, no.
I think I do see something.

Yes, I do. Something dark.

You are in grave danger.

Lovely.

Cho. What's going on?

It's Professor Trelawney.

Ooh!

Sixteen years I've lived and taught here.

Hogwarts is my home.

You can't do this.

Actually, I can.

Something you'd like to say?