MrJean wandered the streets alone and tired, for he was both alone. And tired. His eyes were like bags and his feet like logs. Log feet they called him. Mr Log feet. He was confused by this place and it's strange rituals of sacrifice, war and money making. So he came out here instead. On the way out he was tripped up by a man who laughed like a fat Chihuahua with a plate of sausages.

His name was Sirius Black. Presumabley cos he was serious. And Black. Mr Jean or Log feet to his friends was not sure though for sure because to be sure to be sure he had to see him with the lights on and that had not happened. Sirius tripped him up and he fell.

He was now all muddy, and nobody wanted to hire a muddy man, and so now he was about to die unemployed and alone.

All because of Sirius Black

"WOE IS ME, WOE IS ME" he shouted to the night

"WOE IS ME AND NOW IM DEAD" he shouted again, most likely prophesying his own death because like Sirius Black he was a boss wizard.