It's occured to me that I don't think I ever got your name, but I wanted to thank you profusely for your kindness and understanding that horrid blustery day. I don't know if I ever managed to thank you properly for your company but it was greatly appreciated.

I doubt I'll find myself in Hogsmeade again, however should you ever find yourself in need of a repairman for your broom, I'd recommend you to call upon a man named Elias Grimstone. He's a good friend of mine and extremely talented, and he would return anything you give him in immaculate condition. You can trust him.