I was back at the theme park, doing a show, but since it was the first time in a long while I took it as rehearsals, even if there seemed to be a live audience and I had a little chubby, blonde boy up to get his wand. I found a huge book to look in, played around and picked up a random wand box that looked nothing like the ones I'm used to and I had to tear it open to get to the wand inside. It looked a bit like Ron's wand, I think. I called it "a wand made of 'Ass-birch'" and made up some attributes of the wood. The boy was very happy to receive it.
James, Vaughn and Robert was there and we were driven home in a white van. I talked to Vaughn, who didn't react much to having me back, and I said things like "it feels like I never left/it's just natural that I'm here", etc., to make myself feel better about not being very welcomed back. We were going through narrow streets and past bars, roundabouts and wetlands and I discovered that I could fly like a kite behind the van, attached with some kind of wire. As we passed by people I recognised along the way I tried to show off, wanting to surprise them and get a reaction that I was indeed back!
Mathilda Fransson was one of them and at least she seemed happy to see me again.
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