The man finally let the boy go – finally free, Harry collapsed in a sloppy heap on the floor. His first impulse was to crawl as far away from the offender as possible  and to say everything he thinks about him, but for some unknown reason, almost all the forces left the boy and all he could do was turn around to look viciously at the man, straight into the eyes. At the same time, the red-eyed one elegantly walked around the lying boy, leaving a tea-table between them.