"Its all a game Robin, don't you see?" the Doctor asked as he fiddled with the settings of his screwdriver. "We were meant to come down here and teach the kids magic, even thought we know nothing about magic. Judging by the age of these kids, we are meant to be in the first year of Hogwarts, but the moment the kids start learning about the Expelliarmus spell, our challenge gets increased to the level of the second book."<br/><br/>"And that's what is making me feel a bit ticked off," the Doctor said with spite as he began flashing the screwdriver in Harry's face. "There are forces at work here with the power of a God and they're playing this world like its a game. Everything they do is under their control and they want to see me and you step up to the plate and take on the world like a challenge on a TV game show."<br/><br/>"It's sick Robin. Very, very, sick, but these beings don't care. They have this place, they control it and everyone inside of it and can throw whatever they like at us, but what makes me sick to my stomach is that they're involving innocent lives," the Doctor stopped scanning Harry and looked at the bulb of the device thoughtfully before scowling. "These kids Robin. They're a hundred percent real. The readings I'm getting show them to be completely and utterly human."<br/><br/>The Doctor stood up and slid the screwdriver into his trouser pocket before cracking his knuckles and taking one last glance of the chalkboard. "I don't know if this land of magic is the real deal or not Robin, but no one threaten the life of a kid on my watch," the Doctor growled, baring his teeth in anger. "Villains always pay when they threaten kids in front of me."