It was as if Aitch had been sucked into a "great whirlpool", and his body was constantly spinning and spinning rapidly...... The sound of the wind blowing in my ears was deafening...... Eventually, it was over, and Aitch realized that he was stepping on real tiles.

"Good afternoon, Professor." Aitch tossed his luggage out of the fireplace. "Ahem—" He coughed, patting the soot off his body.

"Good afternoon, Edge." Professor Flitwick was sitting in a chair taller than the others, looking at his protégé from behind his desk, "Looks like this fireplace isn't clean enough." ”

"Don't say that, Professor. Actually, I'm betting that Mr. Tom doesn't plan to clean the fireplace at the Leaky Cauldron until it's autumn. ”

"Well, okay. I have already forwarded your letter to the principal. I'm glad you didn't do anything stupid like Mr. Potter and the others, it's still early to leave for the school dinner, and you can go to the common room, but I might get some more details from you later. As for luggage, someone will send it to your room. Professor Flitwick still had something to deal with, so he let him go.

The dinner party is about to start, and there is a lot of commotion in the hall, especially the students who have just entered the second grade, because next, someone will call them seniors.

"...... Edge" amidst the cacophony of noise, Aitch hears someone calling him, it's Hermione.

"Edge, where have you been? I've searched the whole train, and no one knows where you and Harry and Ron have gone. Neville also said he didn't see you. Hermione looked worried and anxious, Aitch was on the Ravenclaw table, but Harry and Ron were still nowhere to be seen, those two had never been worrying.

The Ravenclaws around him are also very concerned about this topic, as the heir of Ravenclaw, Aitch does not appear on the train, but it is a big deal, not to mention that even the "boy who does not die in calamity" has been lost! Everyone turned the whole train over and looked for it, but they didn't expect Edge's doorway to appear directly in the common room.

Aitch kept things brief, after all, it would soon be known, but first-hand "reporting" was more satisfying to other people's curiosity, and people were fascinated by the feeling of being one step ahead.

"Oh my God!" Hermione frightened the audacity of Harry and the two, like a frightened rabbit, and jumped to his feet, "They're causing trouble for the house before school even starts!" ”

The little girl angrily returned to her seat on the Gryffindor side, preparing how to teach the two unscrupulous fellows a lesson for the night.

The professors quickly took their seats, Professor Dumbledore's long silver beard and half-moon-shaped wine glass gleaming in the candlelight. On a few chairs next to him, Aitch saw Gilderoy Lockhart, dressed in a turquoise robe. When Dumbledore introduced him as teaching Defence Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts this year, the students were visibly happy, especially the girls. Sitting next to him sat a burly Hagrid, who was raising his glass and drinking, but Professor Snape was nowhere to be seen.

The highlight of the opening dinner, the Sorting Ceremony, begins when Professor McGonagall places the Sorting Hat on a quadrangular stool, the Sorting Hat is visibly washed, and a long line of foam erupts from its grinning mouth every time it sings an unpleasant opening speech.

But this year, there are no eye-catching jokes like Edge, and no celebrities like Harry Potter, and it's not as exciting as last year.

The dinner wasn't over yet, "Edge, follow me." Professor Snape didn't know when he appeared behind Edge, and gave a simple and brutal order. He was dressed in a black robe, very thin, green-skinned, with an eagle's nose and long hair with a smooth shawl.

Aitch followed in Professor Snape's footsteps, footsteps echoing in the empty torch-lit entrance hall. Snape led him to a halt by the narrow stone staircase in front of the dungeon-like office door.

"Get in!" He opened a door in the hallway and pointed inside. It was the first time that Aitch had been to Professor Snape's office. In the shadow of the corner sat a shelf of large glass bottles, filled with disgusting liquids that Aitch didn't know at the moment. The stove was dark and empty. Harry and Ron were there.

"Uh," it is hard to imagine that Professor Snape would say softly to Harry, "isn't our train worthy of our famous Harry Potter and his faithful companion Ron?" So want to give us a surprise, huh? “

"No, teacher, at the fence at King's Cross—" Harry tried to let Professor Snape know what had happened.

"Quiet!" Snape said nonchalantly, "How did you get here by car?" ”

The two of them swallowed, their throats bulging, and Ron glared at Edge, thinking that he had snitched - he felt that everything was seamless, and that Aitch was there, standing with Snape.

But after a quarter of an hour, the two understood the secret. Snape unfurled the Evening Prophet for the day.

"You can see for yourselves," he said to them, pointing viciously at the title. "The flying Ford that confuses Muggles." He began to read aloud. "Two Muggles in London, convinced they saw an old car flying over the Post House...... At noon in Norfolk, Mrs. Heidi Bellis was drying her clothes...... Mr. Angus Flett, of Piba, reported to the police ......"

"There were six or seven Muggles in total. I know your dad works in the Ministry of Magic that prohibits Muggles from misuse items, right? Snape said as he looked at Ron with a sinister smile. Oh, my God...... His dear son actually ......"

Harry's face felt as if he had been slapped hard. Yes, in his opinion, Mr. Weasley is a rare good man, and if anyone finds out that Mr. Weasley has cast a spell on that car, it is hard to imagine what the consequences will be......

"When I was searching the campus, I found that a precious beating willow had been injured." Snape went on to list the crimes of the two.

"If the tree doesn't attack us first, we don't—" Ron blurted out.

"Quiet!" Snape interrupted him again. "The most unfortunate thing is that you are not in the academy under my jurisdiction, or I would have expelled you long ago. Now I'm going to invite a couple of people with that kind of power. You stay here obediently. ”

Harry and Ron looked at each other, their faces turning pale with horror. "Edge, what are we going to do? If Professor McGonagall were brought in...... "Indeed, if Snape had brought Professor McGonagall, the dean of Gryffindor House, they wouldn't have fared better. She was fairer than Snape, but she was very harsh. I remember that in the first half of the year, Harry, Hermione, Malfoy and Neville were arrested for the night tour of Xiaolong, Malfoy was a Slytherin and was deducted 20 points, but as a Gryffindor student, Harry lost 50 points each! It was the hardest time of their lives.

Ten minutes later, Snape returned, and sure enough, Professor McGonagall had brought him with him. Aitch had only seen McGonagall angry on a few occasions, but he had never seen her lips pursed so thinly, and perhaps she was much angrier this time than the last time. She raised her wand as soon as she entered. Harry and Ron unconsciously took a step back.

But she was referring only to the stove, and the fire burned all at once.

"Sit down." She said, and they all sat down in chairs by the fire.

"Explain." An ominous omen flashed in her glasses. Starting with the fence of the train station, Ron discusses the cause of the incident.

“…… We can't help it, Professor, we can't catch the train. ”

"Why don't you use your owl to send us a letter first? I guess you should have brought owls, right? Quietly, Professor McGonagall turned her head to Harry.

"I-I didn't expect-" Harry said timidly.

"Well," Professor McGonagall said, "it's obvious. ”

Ron suddenly felt like he had grasped a life-saving straw, "But Aitch wrote a letter, but that stupid owl lost it, and we can't do it anymore." ”

"Then why did you all leave when Mr. Aitch wrote here again?" Professor McGonagall checked with Aitch about the situation, but she didn't believe Ron's words of shirking responsibility, and she looked at Ron with a more and more wrong look, feeling that she should also pay attention to the quality education of the students.

There was a knock at the door, and Snape gloated to open it. The Headmaster, Professor Dumbledore, stood in the doorway.

Harry lowered his head, his whole body numb. Dumbledore looked majestic, he didn't speak, and a long silence was more uncomfortable than a stormy rebuke. Then Dumbledore said to them, "Would you like to ask Mr. Aitch to explain what happened today?" There's something else you both add. ”

Aitch recounted everything he knew, which made Ron's face even pale, as Aitch's story was different from Ron's in some details - and judging from Edge's account, he was the one who proposed and executed the bad idea, and Harry was at best an accomplice. Harry recounted the story of being attacked by a beating willow when he landed, and he tried to put the two of them in a vulnerable position to relieve some of his guilt.

"We'll automatically pack our bags." Ron said dejectedly.

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

"Well, aren't you going to fire us?" Ron asked.

Harry hurriedly looked up at Dumbledore.

"Not today, little Weasley," Dumbledore said. "But we have to give you a warning of punishment for your actions. I'm going to write to you parents this evening. I have to warn you that if you do it again, I'm going to kick you out of school. ”

Despite Snape's reiteration that Harry had violated the Restriction Act and the Tree Protection Act, Dumbledore decided to have Professor McGonagall put Harry in detention and rejected Snape's proposal to fire them. It was the best news Harry had ever heard tonight.

In the end, the professors praised Aitch's approach and let the three of them go back.