A magical castle. [Durp.] It's not white... Grey, rather. And very large. It's bloody brilliant.

[Sighs a little and summons two cups with his wand, then goes about pointing it at the kettle and other things to prepare their tea for them. He never had to do this himself back home! That's what house elves are for! SIGHS AGAIN.

There's another frog on the counter that he opened earlier, and he reaches out to snap off one of its legs and then pops it into his mouth.]

Speaking of magic and such, I finished that potion for you, you know.