Evan wasn't worried about whether he would be expelled.

That's the benefit of knowing the plot, unless Voldemort infiltrates Hogwarts disguised as Dumbledore. Otherwise, they won't have anything at all, and they won't even be deducted.

However, seeing Snape standing on the side with a gloomy face, Evan knew that his hatred in the other party's heart must have reached 100%, which was indeed a pity.

In fact, he was very interested in both Professor Snape himself and Potions. But as things stand, as long as he continues to mingle with Harry, he will be put into the hostile camp by Snape.

Just as Evan was thinking about how to get on good terms with Snape, Professor Dumbledore walked in.

Evan immediately looked curiously at the greatest white wizard of our time, the Headmaster of Hogwarts, an old man with long flowing silver-white hair and a beard.

I have to admit that Dumbledore's temperament is very prominent.

However, his expression at this time was unusually serious, and his gaze looked down at them along the bridge of his crooked nose, and a pair of sharp and bright blue eyes were full of silent reproach.

"Please explain why you're doing this?"

In the face of Dumbledore's gaze, Harry and Ron turned pale, as if they had been struck by a beater.

Harry looked down at his knees and redescribed everything. He was very detailed, but did not mention that the car belonged to Mr. Weasley, as if the three of them were on a dirty London street and happened to find a flying car.

Evan was sure that Dumbledore would see through it at a glance.

He watched Dumbledore's expression, and then he saw the other man suddenly wink at him. Evan hurriedly lowered his head, only to realize that his performance was too relaxed, not at all like he had just gotten into trouble.

"Professor, you can't expel Aven, he had already persuaded us to use Hedwig to send a letter to the school. Harry summed it up pitifully, "It's all my fault, I pulled him into the car." ”

"And me, I started the car. Ron said in despair, "This has nothing to do with Aven, let's go get something." ”

"What are you talking about, Weasley?" shouted Professor McGonagall.

"We're fired, aren't we?" Ron said.

"Not today, Mr. Weasley. Dumbledore said, "But I must make you feel the gravity of your actions, and I will write to your home tonight." I must also warn you that if you behave like this again, I will have to expel you. ”

Snape's expression, as if he had heard that Christmas had been canceled, cleared his throat and said, "Professor Dumbledore, these three students have caused serious damage to a precious ancient tree in defiance of the decree restricting the use of magic by underage wizards, and this kind of behavior is a matter of course."

"Not exactly, Severus, I think you just heard Harry's account that this matter has nothing to do with Mr. Mason!" Dumbledore said calmly, "As for the two of them, let Professor McGonagall decide on their punishment, they are students in her house after all, and she should be responsible." ”

"I must go back to the feast, Minerva. He turned to Professor McGonagall, "Mr. Mason is going to be sorted, and I have a couple of notices to announce. ”

"But, Professor!" continued Snape, reluctantly.

"Come on, Severus, there's a custard tart that looks so good, I'd like to try it. ”

Evan followed the two of them to the Great Hall, Dumbledore went up and said a few words, and the originally lively and noisy Great Hall suddenly became extremely quiet.

Everyone stopped what they were doing, turned their eyes to Evan, who was standing under the teacher's seat, and glanced sideways, hoping to see his appearance clearly.

Evan swallowed, his palms tense with sweat. It was a bad feeling to be watched by everyone, as if he had become a precious animal, surrounded by people in the zoo, and he could hear a suppressed chatter all around him.

"Look, it's the boy who just disappeared!"

"Oh my God, he's covered in blood, did he just finish fighting the trolls?"

"How is it possible, you didn't read today's Daily Prophet, he came to school with Harry Potter in a flying car. ”

"Flying cars, that's pretty cool!"

"Also, I overheard the ghosts just now, and they bumped into the beating willows. ”

The conversation continued, but Aven didn't bother to hear what they had to say, as he saw Professor Snape pull out his Sorting Hat and walk to the middle barchair.

"Evan Mason!" Snape grimaced.

Since Professor McGonagall hadn't returned yet, he had to take over the sorting ceremony in her place, and he slammed his wizard's hat to Aven's head.

In the next second, all the sounds around him disappeared.

"Aha!" said Avan, a small, shrill voice, "a late freshman, who can be seen to be very clever, very talented, and not bad-hearted, you should go to Ravenclaw, where the brightest minds are often the most promising." ”

Evan nodded, Ravenclaw, that's a good choice.

I heard that their college has its own library, which has a lot of books that are not released to the public, which can help you study quickly. And Evan also knew that Miss Rowena Ravenclaw had an in-depth study of soul magic, and there may be notes she left behind, which would be very helpful in fighting Voldemort.

"But, I just heard about you. The Sorting Hat continued to wriggle around Aven's head, "It's been years since I've seen a new student get into school in such an impressive way, and it's very courageous, and I think Gryffindor might be a better fit for you." ”

Before Evan could say anything, the Sorting Hat on his head screamed, "Gryffindor!"

Taking off the Sorting Hat, Evan saw Snape glaring at him fiercely.

He didn't remember how he got to the Gryffindor table, only to hear cheers as loud as thunder, as if he had become a triumphant hero.

"Great!" a dark-skinned boy stood up and shook his hand, and Evan recognized him as his twin friend Li Jordan, "That's amazing, wonderful way to get in!

"Well done!" the Gryffindor table entered a festive atmosphere as older students approached him to shake hands that Evan had never seen before.

After a few seconds, Fred and George huddled up and asked, "Why don't you call us back?"

Evan didn't know how to answer, but luckily they were pushed out of the way, and he saw a skinny gray-haired boy holding a Muggle camera to himself.

"Hello, Ai, Aiwen, I, my name is Colin Creevey, and I'm a freshman this year like you. Colin said breathlessly and timidly, "I heard you came to school in a car with Harry Potter, this is so cool, can I take a picture of you?"

He held his camera and looked at Evan expectantly.

"No problem!"

However, before Evan could pose, the person in front of him was replaced by Hermione, who looked as unhappy as Percy in the distance.

"It's ridiculous, why didn't you take the school train. Hermione's tone was almost as stern as Professor McGonagall's, "Or did you really fly here?"

"Yes, Hermione!" Evan nodded cautiously.

"Oh my God, how dare you" Hermione began to count.

Fortunately, it didn't last long, and the person around Evan was replaced by Ginny, which made him breathe a heavy sigh of relief.

"Ginny, you're not going to come to see me like Hermione, are you?"

"Don't blame Hermione, she didn't see you on the train, she's in a hurry!" Ginny asked with a worried look on her face, "What about Ron and Harry, how are they?"

"They're very good. Evan will take a pudding from the plate in front of him, "I'll tell you later, let me eat something first, you know, I haven't eaten anything since noon." ”

However, before he could put the pudding into his mouth, all the food on the plate in front of him disappeared as if it had never appeared, and the banquet was over.

"Oh no!" Evan slumped limply in his chair.