I'm in this forest, and I don't know exactly where I am, or where to go. Or how I even really got here. I find it hard to believe --
Well, nevermind that. Clearly at least some of it's to be believed. I've got this ... thing, haven't I?
Potter, I swear if I find out you and Black are somehow behind this, you'll be in detention for the rest of your lives. Though I don't know how you managed to get a forest into the castle ... or get this thing in my pocket ... or make it work like this ... but you're clever, aren't you?