The Valar announce that they've done as much as they can in Singularity (they can't bring back peoples' babies in that critical period either, but they can get them earlier versions) and are setting up portals between there and Sanity as soon as they are confident they've cleaned up the plague. A bunch of Elf architects have this wild idea for a fivedimensional city where alternating intersections are interdimensional portals between various Valinors and they get eagerly to setting it up.
Is an additional barrier to keeping terrified fourteen year olds in your storeroom for years at a time.
A pedant points out that he would have stopped being fourteen after less than one year.
Giggle. "True. Next video'll be dragons, I promise. But this is really important to me, I had a lot of time exhausted and hungry and alone to think about it, and when you see it in the news you'll know how it started."
And lots of people can now start summoning random demons. Ungagged.
...and if there can be a goldmage in Milliways, just in case...
He asks Bright to pay for it.
He decides he can Transfigure his wings up a size later, it's time he had them. He goes for ones in Ravenclaw house colors, blue and bronze. He can't get them working so he takes a broomstick to fly around laying out stacks of paper with nearly complete circles. He looks at entries in the 'this demon declines to be gagged' fashion contest, picks one out to wear even though he's not taking summons.
He tells the Elves to start.
He is starting to see why Timothy likes people stuff. It can be kinda thrilling.
"I couldn't figure it out, by all means teach me."
(Demons can have Polyjuice potion or bags that are magically bigger on the inside or they can bring back pets for the Valar to render unaging or they can give summoners interests the summoners can take into Bar for media recommendations from 'more than a dozen dimensions!' or get on lists for future projects or have fairy or angel acquaintances summoned or go play with the dragons...)
So he sets up a circle with a gag, because he's curious, and bothers Timothy to come over and finish it.
"Hi! God, how do people do this normally, I feel like such an asshole. We were just curious what the strike had done to wait times to find a gagged demon. Can I get you any of magic potions for changing your appearance temporarily, magic trunks that are larger on the interior, a meet-and-greet with the dragons, a list of media recommendations from three dimensions you haven't heard of..."
"He can't, like, nod at one he wants? I'm sorry," he says to the demon. "Can I say 'in exchange for your time' or do I also need to come up with a stupid task - how did you tolerate this for a century and a half -"
Cool! Potion. He sends him home. "Cam, what's his name - I'm sorry, it itches -"
"You're adorable." It takes him twelve minutes of forensics, and the demon's name is Twisp.
"I love you. He's not, like, a murderer on the hunt for people to hurt, is he -"