To my fellow delinquents, future disappointments, professors, athletes, gremlins, and the handful of people who somehow managed to survive my reign,
Well. I suppose this is it. Against all odds, Hogwarts has decided to let me graduate instead of keeping me around for another year of unparalleled absolute dictatorship leadership, impeccable looks, and devastating charm. Their loss, really.
It has been an absolute pleasure……for you…. For me to have been your Head Boy. And before anyone says it, yes, I know. You were incredibly lucky to have someone as handsome, witty, and effortlessly brilliant as myself guiding this school. History will remember this as the Golden Era. The portraits will probably weep when they realize I’m gone.
To everyone I met along the way: thank you. Whether we dueled, patrolled corridors at ungodly hours, got into trouble, got out of trouble, flirted or simply exchanged sarcastic remarks in passing, all made this place feel like home.
To the Prefects, thank you for somehow tolerating my meetings and my questionable motivational speeches. You were all wonderful, even when you pretended not to laugh at my jokes. (I know it was very hard to control yourself. Trust me, it’s a gift and a cursed.)
To the professors, thank you for the education (forced to write that part, against my will) and for only threatening to give me detention a reasonable number of times.
To the younger students: don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.
Actually… that’s terrible advice. Just don’t get caught. Now, there is one matter I should finally address. Noelle. Yes, yes. I knew it all along.
The lingering glances. Admiration. The sly comments about the -head slacker. – The undeniable realization that you had the privilege of existing during my time as Head Boy. I tried to spare you the embarrassment by never mentioning it publicly, but seeing as I’m leaving, I suppose it’s time to acknowledge my biggest admirer.
As a farewell gift, I would be willing to provide one authentic Perseus Wright signature. Please try not to frame it somewhere too obvious. We wouldn’t want people to get jealous.
To everyone else. Sorry. Supplies are limited.
In all seriousness. Take care of each other. Look after this castle. And if anyone asks who the greatest Head Boy Hogwarts ever had.
Well. You know the answer.
Until we meet again,
Perseus Wright/Former Head Boy.
Hogwarts Current Legend.
To the Students, Staff, and Faculty of Hogwarts,
Seven years ago, I was an eleven-year-old Muggle-born who thought magic was a card trick and had absolutely no idea what was about to happen to the rest of my life.
Now, seven years later, I find myself writing a letter I have been dreading since the day I received my badge because writing it means admitting that this chapter is ending.
And what a chapter it has been.
Hogwarts taught me far more than magic. It taught me that yes, you can absolutely get broom sick. It taught me that failure is survivable after I completely bombed my fourth-year exams. It taught me that growth often comes from the moments that feel the worst while you’re living through them
Most importantly, it taught me that leadership is not about having all the answers. It is not about titles, badges, or telling people what to do. Leadership is service. It is showing up for people, listening when they need to be heard, and helping where you can.
Somewhere along the way, I realised that having a badge that says “Head Girl” did not make me a leader. The people I learned from, worked beside, and served with did.
To my friends, housemates, professors, prefect team, headmasters, and everyone else who helped shape these seven years: thank you. Thank you for your friendship, your patience, your guidance, and for believing in me even when I struggled to believe in myself.
And to the students who still have time ahead of them, I hope you remember three things: enjoy the ride, do not fear failure, and be present. Time moves much faster than you think. The moments that seem ordinary now are often the ones you will miss the most later.
So now I find myself on the final page of my Hogwarts story.
I arrived as a scared first-year with no idea how big the world truly was. I leave still figuring things out, but no longer the same person who first walked through these doors.
Hogwarts will always be a part of who I am, and I will always be grateful for the years I spent here. You don’t really leave Hogwarts; you just carry it with you.
Imogen Paige