"Zane, get your hand off that now."
Zane removed his hand and asked why.
"Because that is no normal scientific device."
"It's a port key right."
"Yes."
"What's a port key?"
" If you touch it at the wrong moment or if the wrong person, or right person it depends on your point of view, touches it then you get whisked off somewhere."
"So how's this somewhere decided?"
"It's set by the witch or wizard that creates the port key."
"Carter, why are these people sitting here instead of in a nice padded room."
" 'Mione, why would we be in a room full of cushions? And why would it be nice?"
"Ron, a padded room is the muggle equivalent of the Pshyc ward at St. Mungo's and it wouldn't be nice."
"He's saying he thinks we're insane. Hmm… Let see…Accio…Harry what are those things over there?"
"They're pens Ron."
"Ok, Accio Pens."
"Oh Zane, watch out…" clank, "For the pen cup."
"Ouch. What the…How did that get over there?"
"An Accio charm."
"A whata charm?"
"Accio, from the Latin word to call or to come. It means I summon or I call. It is…"
"Hermione, enough history of magic for now ok?"
"Fine. But there is no problem with being knowledgeable on a certain subject."
"Yes but Hermione, you are knowledgeable on every subject."
"Shut up you guys."
"Hey dad. How's your day going."
"Zoe! School's out already."
"DAD, it was canceled because of the laser beams from the sky."
"Right, I should have known that. Then where were you?"
'Hanging out with friends. NO need to go all Spanish Inquisition on me."
"News flash I'm your father it's my job 'to go all Spanish Inquisition' on you."
"So dad, who are the kids."
"They are wizards."
"Dad, what did you eat this morning?"
"Zoe, I'm serious."
"So am I."
"Hey Harry, why do people constantly talk about us like we're not here?"
"No clue Ron but it's highly rude."
"fine then, who are you guys?"
"I'm Harry, Harry Potter."
"Ron Weasly.
"Hermione Granger."
"Zoe Carter. And what does my dad mean when he says you guys are wizards?"
"Just what he said."
"Great, I'm stuck in a room full of crazies."
"Who would you believe if they said that wizardry existed?"
"Allison, Allison Blake, the head of GD."
"Allison, can we bother you for a minute."
"Of course Zoe. What seems to be the problem?"
"My dad, Fargo, Zane, and these three kids all are telling me magic exists."
"We have names."
"Fine, my dad, Fargo, Zane, Hermione, Harry, and Ron are all telling me magic exists. Better now guys?"
"Yes, thank you."
"Really Zoe. It's probably a mass hallucination."
"What if we could prove magic exists?"
"Well that would be a different story. If you can prove that magic exists I would have to revise my theory that it doesn't."
"Man, Mione, she's just like you."
"Excuse Ron, Do you have a private room we can show you in?"
"We'll go to my office."