Now for you. For the record, I am sorry about everything that happened. We may have not gotten along all that well. I may have found out the truth about your books and the fact that they're based on lies, I wouldn't

I didn't want this. I wouldn't have wanted this, and I'm very, very sorry that it turned out the way that it did. [fwah yeah, has to pause before he can work through this part.]

You don't write another book.

We found out the truth. Ron and I. We found out what it is that allowed you to write those books and that you'd stolen the stories from other people, forcing them to forget before claiming them for your own. We found out the truth, and you tried to use the memory charm on us so we'd forget like all those other people

However, you picked up Ron's wand. Ron's wand which was broken at the time. The spell backfired on you, and it made you forget everything. It wasn’t reversible. When I last saw you, it was in my 5th year. You were at St. Mungo’s Hospital, and you’d just gotten the hang of cursive.

I’m sorry.