Chapter 3
I had some moving men come to my hotel and take all my furtniure and boxes to Hogwats in their glying truck. I followed them with my broom on my cat Friskers.
In Hogerwarts all the students were everywere and talking. I saw Harry Potter sitting sadly on a bench. I walked to over him.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
"I got held back."
"You are Harry Potter, right?" I asked.
"Yeah."
"I'm Felix Nikitin. I'm working here now." I said.
"Oh." Harry said.
"Well, I should get going."
"OK. Bye." Said Harry.
I walked away from Harry Potter. He was super cute, I thought. I also thought that he seemed sad. But why?
"Felix! Felix Nikitin!" It was……….Dumblerdore!
He was running to me, wheezing his lungs. "Is something wrong, Dumblerdore?" I said.
"Come quickly! Something is awry!" Dumbledore turned to Harry Potter. "You too, Potter!"
We followed after him, running with him. We went down several hallways and corriders. We ran into a large empty large room.
Dumblerdore pointed to a red-haired guy. He was on the floor, flopping around!
"Ron!" Harry yelled. He ran to Ron. Ron looked up at him sadly.
"Take me back to my van," Ron mustered. "I need to take my medication."
Harry picked Ron up.
Dumblerdore looked at me. "Felix, escort Harry and Ron back to his van."
We walked outside in silence. Ron was weezing.
"I live down by the river," he said. Harry nodded. "I forgot to take my medication this morning.
