Gerald rolled Wis 17+16
Gerald believes the fairies are genuinely very happy with you. Though he senses their emotions are in general strong but easily changed.
You follow the fairies through the two rooms to the north, and into a tunnel which turns east and widens into a small cavern. Lying on the floor is the corpse of a bat beast, looking like it has been ripped open from inside. Bits of flesh, blood, and bone are circulating in the air above it, arranging themselves into intricate geometric patterns for a second, then breaking up again and forming new patterns. The pieces form the outline for a portal of pink light. The sweet, maddening smell is strong here, and seems to originate from the portal.
Three fairies drag the snared tiger into the portal and disappear. The other two gesture to the portal."This is the way to our home."
Remus: Harry... I'm a werewolf.
Harry: Are you fucking serious?
Remus: Well yes, but I don't see how that applies here.