"Well, well, well! Look who we have here!"
Harry jumped in fright with a gasp. He was shocked to realise he'd been caught sneaking around the school at night after curfew - yet again.
Nervously, the boy wizard turned to face with the one who he'd run into. Until now, it would usually be Mr Filch - but not anymore, for the old caretaker had finally been fired for his twisted, cruel treatment towards students that was more often than not unjustified.
"If it isn't the famous Harry Potter!"
The person who Harry found himself being confronted by was the new caretaker who now had Filch's job - which he constantly claimed to had been given as what he called a "Prrrrrrromotion!"
A smug look was on the new caretaker's face. He knew very much about the famous young wizard he was looking at. Having learnt how prone he was to sneaking around Hogwarts at night, there was only one thing he could think to say upon catching him doing so...
"SNOOPING AS USUAL I SEE?!"