[The video opens with a young woman’s face in a close-up view. She has a pale, heart-shaped face, dark eyes, and shoulder-length pink hair. Her face is also upside-down. Tonks continues to appear upside-down even as she pulls back a bit to address the communicator. She’s outside and sitting on the ground with the communicator on the bench in front of her.]
[A look of confusion crosses her face. Something isn’t quite right. She leans in forward again to flip the communicator around. The view is no longer upside-down.]
Oh, that’s better. Like, I was saying, wotcher.
[She reaches forward and taps the communicator before continuing to talk again. Tonks is not very aware of a concept called over sharing.]
This is a bit brilliant, instantaneous communication right? A bit more advanced than a telephone though, I can manage those. Wizard folk don’t really have a way to talk back and forth at the same time. I can send an owl but that takes a bit. I have to write something. Then you have to write something. I could send a Patronus to say hello, and while I like showing off, that’s just a bit too much. Besides, the person might not be able to send a message back. Well, there is the Floo Network but I don’t fancy having to track down a fireplace and powder just to ask someone if they want to come over for tea or order takeaway or well, you get the idea.
Yeah, I think I’m going to like this---
[Tonks taps it a bit too hard and sends it skittering off of the bench and onto the floor. The video shows it falling and the subsequent retrieval. Tonks sets the communicator back on the bench and starts to speak again as though nothing happened.]
It’s sturdy too. That’s very good, at least for me it is. I’ve already dropped it twice. I will probably drop it again. I’m dead clumsy.
Anyway, I’m pretty certain that this isn’t a dream or an elaborate illusion. I have a new bruise that's purpling nicely and I don’t normally get those in dreams. My subconscious is usually nicer than that.
I’m also pretty bloody certain that this isn’t one of Mad-Eye’s elaborate training exercises. He’s had some bloody strange ones but this doesn’t feel like something he’d arrange. You don’t get to be called Mad-Eye if you’ve only gone round the bend once or five times even. He’s had some interesting ones, but no, I don’t think this was Mad-Eye’s doing.
To whoever is listening and I hope someone is, I have a couple of questions. What’s really going on? How can I get back? What’s the reason that I have been brought here?
You don't have to answer those questions in order. You don’t even have to answer all of those questions. However, some useful knowledge would be appreciated. Thanks.