Hey, uh...Somebody named Harry told me you were the person to talk to, if I wanted to get out of the castle.
[This kid is just sitting on the front steps, taking in the decorations and more of his new environment with his chin in his hand. The journal's open next to him, in case someone needs to get ahold of him, but he's not paying it too much attention]
Except for maybe going blind, this 'change' hasn't been all that bad. Looks like most of that was just a lot of blown smoke.
[If the cows try to kill everyone, he'll take it back. Pinky swear]