[Voice]

[rentawizard]

[This is a Harry. This is a moody Harry. This is a moody Harry with an aching body, trying to clear up half a forest by himself. He's already spent all the last two days trying, with varying levels of success, to fix the damage caused in the fights. Just because nobody else seems to be doing it]

I want it to be known that I hate you all. Especially whatever fuckers thought it was fun to knock down half the village.

[Continuous incoherent irritable muttering]