In the middle of the chaos of Isla trying to take in everything at once, she managed to pass a smile to Beezley. It was too bad the house elves still spent their time serving them under the circumstances. She hadn't thought about it before, but it was super weird that they'd lost their magic, too. Was there nobody who knew what had happened and how they could make things right again?

She turned her attention back to Blake, because it made her feel better to see the face of one of her best friends. "You're right," she whispered to him, "but...he's the only one that has any sort of idea what might be going on. I can spare a quote for his stupid newspaper if he'll find a way to get me home again." She hadn't meant to use the word stupid, but every time she talked to the man, she got this feeling that all he wanted was a good story out of this.

She waved at Noah, who had proven himself to be one of the sweetest boys she knew, and then turned to Sunny Raine. "How about we give you a quote or two after you tell us what's going on and how we can get out of it?" she suggested. "So you showed up on our side of the gates talking about the weather and weird skies. What's this all about?" He obviously knew it was going to happen.