We're back at the castle now, and I'm not feeling any better about... it.
I just spent the last few hours looking up different types and shapes, trying to figure out what kind it is. Looks like five and a half is all it would take. So easy, just...
No, not easy. Horrible, dangerous. Uncontrollable.
I've filled out an envelope, ready to send it back to where it came from. Hedwig is watching me expectantly, but I don't think she's going to get to go today. Tomorrow... definitely tomorrow.
I need to go find Tony.