Dear Diary,
It is now September something. I apologize for not writing in awhile. Its been . . . boring to say the least. I cant figure out the damn prophecy. Nothing's changed with the book yet. Wait hold on, its glowing!
What the hell? Whats happening? One minute, I'll be back.
SALAZAR'S SOCKS! I think its happening. The end if the prophecy is glowing. Like, the last letter of every line is glowing. I think its happening.
Someone is closer to saving me.
— Savannah Ravenclaw