Diana Rigg credited as playing...
Miss Hardbroom
- Miss Constance Hardbroom: You should be finished by now girls. A laughter potion should be made quickly, in case it's needed in an emergency.
- Mildred Hubble: Imagine kissing that.
- Maud Warlock: Imagine kissing HB.
- Miss Constance Hardbroom: [appearing from nowhere] Is that so?
- [the girls shriek]
- Miss Constance Hardbroom: I would think, after your disastrous performances today, you should be hardly be spreading disgusting gossip about matters which do not concern you.
- Mildred Hubble: Yes, Miss Hardbroom.
- Miss Constance Hardbroom: And you had both pay much more attention to your studies, if you ever hope to graduate from this institution. The finest's witching academy in the world.
- Mildred Hubble, Maud Warlock: Yes, Miss Hardbroom!
- Miss Constance Hardbroom: Now, go back to bed.
- [they dive under the covers]
- Miss Constance Hardbroom: Pleasant nightmares.
- [Mildred and Maud have accidentally made themselves invisble]
- Miss Constance Hardbroom: Have you any idea what you did wrong Mildred?
- Maud Warlock: It was my fault, Miss Hardbroom.
- Mildred Hubble: No, it was my fault, Miss Hardbroom.
- Miss Constance Hardbroom: I don't care whose fault it was. Sit still until you reappear!
- Maud Warlock, Mildred Hubble: Yes, Miss Hardbroom.
- Miss Constance Hardbroom: You Mildred Hubble, will go straight to Miss Cackle's office and explain exactly why you failed your potions test so miserably!
- [claps her hands]
- Miss Constance Hardbroom: Class dismissed.
- Miss Hardbroom: I've been quite hard on you, Mildred. But I wouldn't have troubled if I hadn't always thought you had potential.
- Miss Constance Hardbroom: No textbooks, Maud! Either you know it or you don't. You can't fake a potion.
- [after Mildred falls down on the ground with her broomstick, stands up and sees Miss Hardbroom and Miss Cackle]
- Mildred Hubble: Oh, I'm so sorry. I didn't know how what happened.
- Miss Constance Hardbroom: I was a fool to trust you. You abominable child, Mildred. Get out of my sight.
- Mildred Hubble: I know what you're thinking.
- Miss Cackle: You are to return to school at once. Go to bed without supper and I'll see you at my office tomorrow at noon. Please, go.
- [Mildred leaves]
- [first lines]
- Miss Constance Hardbroom: Morning, Miss Cackle.
- Miss Cackle: Good morning, Miss Hardbroom. Lovely morning.