act two: main comm

SOMEONE took my lucky quill from my desk. I think you know who you are. Really, do you think you're MATURE by taking my lucky quill? I don't know WHERE you put it, James Potter, but if you don't give it back soon, I will go over to the Auror department myself and personally... beat... you. Or. Something. WELL, WHATEVER IT IS, YOU'RE GOING TO PAY.

Don't THINK that just because I work in the International Magical Office of Law, all the way on level five, that I won't go to level two.