I think you should all be aware that there is a werewolf in our midst, and his name is Remus Lupin. I consider it my public duty to give this warning. Beware when the moon is full.

Remus, Dora wants to talk to us about something. Is that all right with you?

I'm the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor in the future? Wicked! What else don't I know about myself? Is there a cure for I never thought I'd be a teacher. The idea has always been appealing to me, but I've never felt like I could logistically do it. A bit insecure in that department, but really... I'm rather amazed at what I've learned so far. Please, please, please tell me more!

Since I found this journal with my things, I thought I should use it even if it reminded me too much of another journal, a long time ago.

I can't believe what I've been reading in this thing! Ron! Bill! Charlie! You're all here too! Where are you guys? I'm at the inn.

This is most certainly not Hogwarts. I'm not entirely sure what I did, but I've likely gone awry whilst studying for NEWTs. A bad spell perhaps. Any ideas?