One fine Wednesday in July Phil found a magic wand. He was so excited that he ran to tell everybody. He made printouts and posters and DVDs and a website about his new wand. Then he was called up to ol' DV's office to have a little chat about his overdramatic nature. When he got to Vader's Comfy office he immediately began hopping on the desk. Darth was not amused and Forced him into a chair. "Phil," said Vader, "We need to talk." Phil raised his hand. "OH! OH! OH!" he said in a squeaky voice. "Yes, Phil." said his boss.
"I learned a new word!"
"What is it?"
"RIBBITUS!" screeched Phil, lifting his wand.
There was a flash of light as Darth Vader slowly shrank to the floor. "Ribbit." He said. "Ribbit."
"Oops." said Phil. "Should I tell somebody?" He thought for a second. "Nah. I'd rather go eat some potato chips dipped in mustard and mayonnaise. And thats exactly what he did.
P.S. No Sith Lords were harmed in the making of this Creation. Rest assured, Darth Vader returned to his natural form in just a few hours, thanks to our friends from the Ministry of Magic. Hats off to you, Cornelius Fudge!