Who's the Gryffindor Prefect?

Ron was relieved when he saw that Ivan had saved his pet from jumping off a building. He quickly took Scabbers from Ivan.

"What's wrong with Scabbers?" Ron asked worriedly when he noticed that the fat rat in his hand seemed to have lost consciousness.

"It's fine, it's just excited. I'm afraid it's upset, so I thought I'd let Scabbers sleep first," Ivan explained.

"Thank you so much, Ivan!" Ron said, touched.

Ron thought Ivan was the nicest person he had ever known, other than himself, and he often fed Scabbers food and cared about his well-being, and even considered Scabbers's mental health, something that even Ron himself could not do!

Ivan waved his hand to show that he was doing his job, and when he saw the rat in Ron's hand, his frown did not relax.

Although he had already placed a Memory Charm on Peter Pettigrew to make him forget about the events of the evening, Peter would always hear about Sirius's infiltration from somewhere else.

Peter's rate of planning his escape will definitely increase dramatically!

Yvonne knew that she had to get rid of Scabbers as soon as possible and get Sirius back on his feet. Otherwise, it would be bad if something went wrong.

As Ivan thought this, the noise outside the door grew steadily louder,

"What happened? What happened?"

"Who hit me? Who is he? Someone went out!"

"What kind of a bastard doesn't sleep in the middle of the night? What the hell are you screaming about?"

…

Ron and the others screamed so loudly that all the young wizards in Gryffindor Dormitory woke up, and many brave young lions went out to check what was going on.

"Quiet! Quiet!"

The prefect, Percy Weasley, was among the crowd trying to maintain order, but it was too chaotic and everyone was trying to guess what had just happened.

Ivan, his thoughts disturbed, saw this and used his wand to cast a Voice-Sound Charm on himself.

"Quiet!"

The sound was amplified by more than ten times and instantly drowned out the noise, causing the young wizards to cover their ears and look towards Ivan…

Ivan lowered his voice and explained, "The thing is, a stranger just broke into our dorm…"

"It must be Sirius, he's come to kill Harry!" Ron interrupted before Ivan could finish.

The Gryffindor lions were in an uproar and panic, and all eyes were on Harry, looking at him with worried, worried eyes, as if he were about to die.

Harry, who was being watched, was nonplussed.

Although he read in the Daily Prophet that Sirius was after him, Harry had no idea why Sirius would do such a thing.

Ivan cleared his throat, drawing the attention of the young wizards back to him.

"Don't worry, everyone. Sirius has just been scared off. As long as he's not alone, there's no chance of another attack!"

Ivan knew very well that Sirius would never attack anyone, except that no one else would believe him, and it would not be a good time to put in a good word for him.

Noticing the looks of panic and fear on their faces, Ivan sighed and continued.

"As for now…we can all go to the Gryffindor Lounge and wait for the professors to arrive. It's quite spacious and will fit all of us!"

Ivan's words were carried to everyone's ears by the Voice-Sound Charm, and the young wizards, who had been overwhelmed by the unexpected attack of Sirius, calmed down.

Having someone to tell you what to do now is better than running around like a headless chicken.

Not to mention the fact that Ivan had done many things over the years that even an adult wizard could not do, so they were quite impressed, not to mention the fact that Ivan's advice sounded reasonable.

"That's strange. Where are the prefects?" Ivan asked as the crowd fell silent.

The Gryffindor lions moved aside, allowing Percy Weasley, who was blocking the door, to enter.

"Percy, why are you only here now? Forget it… take a few seniors and go get Professor McGonagall and Professor Dumbledore! Remember to be safe!" Ivan remembered that he needed to find someone to inform the professor, so he left the task to Percy. As a prefect, he had to do the most dangerous things.

Hmm… At least it seems dangerous to go out looking for a professor at this time…

"Me?!" Percy pointed at himself in confusion, then looked at Ivan strangely.

That's not right. Who's the Gryffindor Prefect?

As he tried to assert his authority, two hands grabbed him by the shoulders and dragged him away.

"George, Fred…I order you, in the name of the prefects, to let me go!" Percy yelled, but George and Fred didn't care.

"Come on, Harles! We'll take Percy! You keep Harry safe…"

Ivan nodded and led the Gryffindors to the common room.

When they reached their destination, Ivan pointed his wand at the fireplace, and a hot flame burst forth.

The rolling heat dispelled the cold of the night, causing the students' chaotic emotions to calm down a little.

Not long after, the door to the Gryffindor Lounge opened with a bang and an anxious Professor McGonagall entered with Percy and the others.

She looked around the room and then fixed her gaze on Harry. When she saw that he was all right, she breathed a sigh of relief and turned to Ivan, asking worriedly, "Is he okay?"

"Hales, George and the others came and told me Sirius had just sneaked in. Is that right? Nobody got hurt?"

"Everyone's here, everyone's fine!" Yvonne exclaimed, before continuing.

"Also, we did see a stranger break into the dormitory, but he has escaped…"