A letter from Sirius

Harry receives a concerned letter from Sirius, and takes his worry out on Hedwig

Extract from Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire

by J.K. Rowling

The silence was broken, not by Ron, who in any case looked as though he was temporarily dumbstruck, but by a soft tap, tap on the window. Harry looked across the now empty common room, and saw, illuminated by the moonlight, a snowy owl perched on the window-sill.

‘Hedwig!’ he shouted, and he launched himself out of his chair and across the room to pull open the window.

Hedwig flew inside, soared across the room and landed on the table on top of Harry’s predictions.

‘About time!’ said Harry, hurrying after her.

‘She’s got an answer!’ said Ron excitedly, pointing at the grubby piece of parchment tied to Hedwig’s leg.

Harry hastily untied it and sat down to read it, whereupon Hedwig fluttered onto his knee, hooting softly.

‘What does it say?’ Hermione asked breathlessly.

The letter was very short, and looked as though it had been scrawled in a great hurry. Harry read it aloud:

Harry –
I’m flying north immediately. This news about your scar is the latest in a series of strange rumours that have reached me here. If it hurts again, go straight to Dumbledore – they’re saying he’s got Mad-Eye out of retirement, which means he’s reading the signs, even if no one else is.
I’ll be in touch soon. My best to Ron and Hermione. Keep your eyes open, Harry.

Harry looked up at Ron and Hermione, who stared back at him.

‘He’s flying north?’ Hermione whispered. ‘He’s coming back?’

‘Dumbledore’s reading what signs?’ said Ron, looking perplexed.

‘Harry – what’s up?’

For Harry had just hit himself in the forehead with his fist, jolting Hedwig out of his lap.

‘I shouldn’t’ve told him!’ Harry said furiously.

‘What are you on about?’ said Ron, in surprise.

‘It’s made him think he’s got to come back!’ said Harry, now slamming his fist on the table so that Hedwig landed on the back of Ron’s chair, hooting indignantly. ‘Coming back, because he thinks I’m in trouble! And there’s nothing wrong with me! And I haven’t got anything for you,’ Harry snapped at Hedwig, who was clicking her beak expectantly, ‘you’ll have to go up to the Owlery if you want food.’

Hedwig gave him an extremely offended look and took off for the open window, cuffing him around the head with her outstretched wing as she went.

Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire

By J.K. Rowling