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Harry's heart was in turmoil at this time; he didn't expect the crazy criminal to come to catch him.
It was so cruel that Harry finally understood why the Ministry of Magic would send a master like Professor Ethan to protect him.
Thinking of Professor Ethan, Harry's tense heart eased a little, but a sense of guilt quickly replaced this feeling.
Harry felt he had dragged the Weasleys and Hermione into a dangerous situation.
He thinks the situation is not optimistic because even Professor Ethan has yet to tell Harry about the real problem.
He suddenly thought of his visit to Hogsmeade again, and it seemed that the plan had been completely scuppered.
Nobody would let Harry leave Hogwarts Castle until Sirius Black is arrested.
Harry felt a big rock on his chest, making him gasp for breath.
It was an odd feeling of fear, guilt, and irritability, and Harry felt like his head was spinning.
"I'm not going to be murdered!" Harry shouted in the dark, encouraging himself.
After Harry shouted it out, the uncomfortable feeling in his heart subsided a lot.
Harry lay there, listening to the muffled shouting from the next room. Fatigue gradually took over his body, and he slowly fell asleep.
In the middle of the night, Harry woke up inexplicably. The surroundings were quiet, and there was no light outside. Harry could only hear his breathing in the darkness.
"Something's wrong!"
Harry's heart was startled; he heard a second breath in this dark environment.
Sirius Black broke in! Right next to you!
The boundless fear instantly took over Harry's whole body, and Harry felt his teeth trembling.
He could hear the sound of his teeth slamming together.
"I must do something; I can't wait to die like this!" Harry thought to himself, but he found his body stiffened with fright.
Harry's mind was spinning fast, so he quickly thought of a way.
'Professor Ethan lives next door.'
Professor Ethan could rush over to defeat this terrifying Sirius Black as long as he shouted.
Harry took a deep breath, ready to cry out for help when a sudden flash of light in his room startled Harry.
Harry turned his head to look at the light, only to realize at this time that the assistant Professor Ethan was in his room.
Sir Jake White is a middle-aged Finnish man with some baldness.
This strange gentleman was sitting on the chair beside his bed, staring straight at him. He was holding a wand in his hand, the tip shining brightly.
"Sir, why are you here?" Harry asked, his voice still trembling.
"Ah! I'm here to bring you something to eat. I know you didn't eat at night."
Mr. White said, waking up from a dream.
Only then did Harry notice that a late-night snack, a few muffins, and a glass of milk on the tray were on his small coffee table.
"Thank you, sir."
Harry hesitantly thanked Mr. White, who felt this gentleman was too strange.
Sirius, who had finished delivering the meal, still did not intend to leave and stared straight at Harry.
"Mr. White, is there anything else you can do?" Harry asked suspiciously.
"Oh, no, I'll go now," Sirius said.
Then he took a deep look at Harry and left Harry's room.
Seeing Mr. White leave his room altogether, Harry let out a breath.
Only then did he realize his clothes were completely soaked in cold sweat.
Harry lay back on the bed weakly, his body a little out of strength because of his extreme fear.
With the cold sweat all over, he fell asleep in a daze.
Harry had nightmares all night; he kept dreaming that a crazy man was chasing him, but he couldn't wake up.
The warm sunlight of the morning shone through the window on Harry's eyes, and Harry finally woke up from an endless nightmare.
Harry frowned and rubbed his temples, feeling his head twitch and hurt.
Harry felt extra hungry, noticing the milk and muffins by his bed.
Hungry, Harry didn't think much, picked up the muffins and milk, and devoured it.
After breakfast, Harry sorted his clothes, packed his luggage, and went downstairs.
As soon as he opened the door, he heard a commotion outside.
Harry went downstairs to see the Weasleys arguing.
Ron and Hermione are fighting over his poor Scabbers and Hermione's fierce big cat, Crookshanks.
Hermione's cat almost bit Scabbers again, and Ron asked Hermione to take care of her cat.
Hermione, on the other hand, felt that Scabbers was scurrying around.
Percy, George, and Fred also quarreled because George and Fred dropped tea on his picture of Penelope.
Percy's girlfriend, Penelope, now hides her face under the frame because of stains.
Finally, Hermione and Ron, who were arguing, noticed Harry simultaneously.
They were all surprised because Harry's face looked unusually haggard now.
He was pale and had two big dark circles under his eyes.
"My God! Harry! What happened?" Hermione asked in surprise.
She didn't understand how Harry could be like this in one night.
"Come here and eat something."
Harry led Hermione and Ron to a secluded corner of the Leaky Cauldron.
After that, Harry couldn't wait to tell Hermione and Ron about the frightening incident he encountered last night.
"This was scary!" Hermione gasped after hearing Harry's remarks.
"What's wrong with Professor Ethan's assistant?" Ron said.
"We should talk to Professor Ethan about it!"
"Don't!"
Harry stopped Ron, thinking that Professor Ethan had enough things to bother him by now.
He was embarrassed to bother Professor Ethan with this kind of thing.
"That one, Mr. White, can't be Sirius Black!" Ron said suddenly.
"You know, like we did last semester, with polyjuice potion."
"Oh my God! Please!" Hermione exclaimed, "Professor Ethan brought that guy over here. Do you think Professor wouldn't notice if Sirius Black played the polyjuice trick?"
"Yes." Ron shrugged. After listening to Hermione's words, Ron felt the polyjuice potion could not trick Professor Ethan.
"Always forget it this time, but Harry, if Mr. White does this next time, you'll have to tell Professor Ethan," Hermione told Harry.
Harry nodded quickly to show that he knew.
"It's time to go, boys!" Mr. Weasley exclaimed at this point, it was time for them to go to school.