"Take a seat, have a chocolate, and breathe, Lord Potter-Black. We’ll take care of your husband for you." Harry gratefully took the piece of chocolate offered and took a seat. He hated that there was a delay in getting help to Anthony right away, but he also knew there wasn’t more he could do just then. He didn’t have any medical experience, especially in diseases, and he trusted Gibbs’ to figure out who sent in the letter Anthony opened.