Call me old-fashioned or too much a wizard, but I honestly forget to turn this thing on sometimes. Rest assured, you lot, that I have yet to fall off the face of the Earth, but brace yourselves: I, James Potter, have been working, and I mean that in a "I'm getting paid for what I do at the embassy" and not in a "planning to drop some random furry creatures in the halls to wreck havoc" way. [...] And by that, Ms. Potts, I mean that it wasn't me.
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I can't get the spell for the map quite right, so I need your brain. I know it's still in there somewhere.