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[moralfibre]

I have no idea what's going on. This all seems like rubbish, and I need to go home... but I can't seem to get back on my own. There's something preventing me from.. ah. Leaving.

[There is a pause as he glances about at the people coming and going along the street outside the hospital. None of them seem to be paying him any mind. Since he normally can't go out without being recognised, he assumes he is in a Muggle city.]

The people I spoke to told me I've been enrolled in public school, and that I'll be assigned a roommate in a flat somewhere. [He makes an exasperated sort of sound.] I'm sorry, I don't have time for any of this.

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voice

[cruciverbalist]

[ You have got to be kidding. ] Wand not doing it's thing, hm?

voice

[moralfibre]

It seems to be working just fine, actually.

voice - I am so sorry :|

[cruciverbalist]

[ Clearly his sarcasm wasn't pressed loudly enough. ] Mm.
You know, I never likes Rowling as a writer. All of her characters of greatness are twats.

voice - sdkf no, I was hoping someone would do this. xD

[moralfibre]

"Rowling?"

Sorry, I've never head of her.

voice - l-lol ok

[cruciverbalist]

Indeed, your writer. I will spare you the bland details of her Grade three writing capabilities and at least congratulate her upon reinstalling the joy of reading to youth.

Perhaps the utter collapse of society into mindless and barbaric idiocy has been salvaged for another generation.