As if I've nothing better to do than to fill out such nonsense as this. My Lord is back to power and you can imagine the pressure it puts upon my head to be at his beck and call at any hour of the day or night. No you can't. You're Muggles. The most you understand is how best to scurry mindlessly from one place to the other all while reproducing most undiscriminately. Disgusting beasts, the lot of you. I hope you loathe my journal and find it Unforgiveably offensive.