Dear Rubeus Hagrid,

Why are you here again? The classic case of the ministry looking for a scapegoat. You're little human-eating spider isn't going to cause petrifications. That doesn't make any sense. I'm still an advocate for innocent until proven guilty, but what do I know? Nothing apparently. I'm just a broken down jail, where psychopaths go to live out their lives. Trust me, Hagrid, that way more innocent people end up here than you'd think. Someone with an intimidating appearance getting blamed. Others opinions can't define you. They can't define you. Even if they try, don't let them succeed. I am horrid in looks, and scapegoats shouldn't be here.