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Harry followed Professor McDonald. She seemed furious and said "I waited an entire day for you to get back to the ground. Anyway, you could have broken your neck or worse, got sucked into the Vacuum Cleaner. You're a real Potato remember?"
"Why does everyone say the - 'You're a real Potato remember' part?" Harry asked.
"Well, that's because you are one Mr. Potato."
Harry was sure he would get expelled. Getting expelled meant returning to the farm and scaring trespassers. He hated that job.
Professor McDonald led Harry through a Hallway and then stopped near a Classroom. She called for a student. A boy arrived from inside. "I forgot, what's your name?" she asked.
"Not yours, Mr. Potato. You..." she pointed at the boy who had just arrived.
"What? Professor, you have known me for five years. I am Wood."
"Oops. Sorry about that. I couldn't sleep for an entire day. I was looking at this guy flying a Vacuum Cleaner and counting his 'Please'."
Wood was confused.
"Oh. I almost forgot," she said. "Wood - I've found you a Cleaner."
"Are you sure?"
"I watched him from the beginning. He found the start switch on the Vacuum Cleaner pretty quick. And he knows to fly too..."
"But, Professor," Wood interrupted. "He's a real Potato..."
"Hey!" Harry protested.
Harry was now the new Corridor cleaner. He never understood what it meant. Though, looking at Professor McDonald, he was sure it was a good thing.
At dinner, Harry broke the news to Pong and Hermione.
"That's great, Harry," Pong said. "You must be the youngest cleaner of the century. Nobody ever makes it there this quick."
"What do you think a cleaner does?"
"Clean?" Pong and Hermione spoke together.
The three finished their dinner and decided to get back to their rooms. Harry wasn't very happy now. He kept wondering why he was made the cleaner. They climbed the stairs and it moved.
Hermione said "Remember? The prefect had said the stairs like to dance...". They danced for a long time and then stopped.
"Let's go before they start dancing again..." Harry said. They climbed the stairs quickly and found a passageway.
"Oh no. We are at the third floor. Remember Professor Dumpydoor had said this floor was restricted." Hermione sounded scared.
"Yeah. He even asked us to run around screaming if we arrived here..." Pong was shivering.
"Wait a minute," harry said. "What's with the large yellow 'M'?" he pointed to a board.
"It looks like The McDonald's Golden Arches logo. I think we should get out of here."
"Who's there?" there was a voice from outside. It was the caretaker.
"Let's go this way." Harry said. Pong and Hermione followed him. They ran across a passage and then arrived at a large room.
"What are all these dining chairs doing here?" Pong asked.
"I don't know. Look, there's a door." They ran to it and entered the room.
"I wonder why the third floor is restricted."
"Well... I think I know why..." They were looking straight into the eyes of a monstrous clown. The three heads of the red haired clown was angry. Harry managed to find the doorknob and opened it. The three fell backwards and ran around screaming until they reached the staircase. It was still dancing. They got on and danced with it... (to be continued)