Congratulations, Mr Weasley! I've just seen the Headmistress and she informs me that the confirmation owls were issued overnight, so I am at liberty to tell you that you have been named Head Boy.

I am sure you know it is not a duty to be undertaken lightly, particularly in this age with, it would seem, a greater challenge than ever to overcome the limitations of blood and familial ties to an older, less enlightened regime. It will be your solemn task to provide, both by example and advice, a map to your charges on espousing the ideals of the Protectorate and surpassing any obstacles on their paths to success.

Our fraternity is select and bears with it particular privileges - and responsibilities - that will reflect on you well beyond the day you depart Hogwarts as her student. For your life, you will remain her steward as well.

When you return, book yourself in with me for an hour or so and remind me to reveal to you in that time certain information which only the Head Boys and Head Girls have held in trust since the Founders' time. No doubt Moran will have left the traditional letter as well, but if you will indulge me to impart them, I am sure there are ... maxims ... which may have become distorted down the generations. (Though one trusts, as Moran received his letter of succession from Ned, whom I also counselled, not as corrupted as in years past.)

In any event: Welcome. We must arrange a celebratory drink before your time with us draws to its close.