"Get in!" Snape opened a door in a cold hallway and pointed inside.

Harry and Ron shuddered as they walked into Snape's office. The walls around it were very dim, and on the shelves along the walls were large glass jars with all sorts of disgusting things floating in them, and Harry didn't want to know their names at the moment. The fireplace is empty, the black hole is hollow, and it makes people look a little hairy. Snape closed the door and turned to look at the two of them.

"The famous Harry Potter and his good buddy Weasley don't think the train is fun enough and want to have an exciting time, don't they?"

"No, sir, it's the wall at King's Cross—"

"Quiet!" Snape said coldly, "What did you do with the car?"

Snape once again made Harry feel that he could read through other people's minds, but the mystery was soon solved, and Snape unfolded the Prophet's Evening News for the day.

"You've been seen," he said indifferently, and showed them the newspaper headline: Muggles were amazed that the Ford Anglia could fly.

He read aloud: "Two Muggles in London are sure they saw an old car flying over the post office building...... At noon in Norfolk, Mrs. Hetibellis was drying her clothes...... Mr. Angus Fleet, of Pibers, reported to the police...... There were six or seven Muggles in total. I remember your father worked for the Division for the Prohibition of the Misuse of Muggle Items, right? He looked up at Ron with a sinister smile, "That's funny, his own son ......"

Harry suddenly felt bad, knowing that if Mr. Weasley had cast a spell on the car, the consequences would be dire, and it would probably make the already poor family even more miserable. And before that, he hadn't thought about it......

"When I was inspecting the garden, I saw that a very precious beating willow seemed to have been greatly damaged."

"That tree is more damaging to us than ......," Ron snapped.

"Quiet!" Snape scolded again, "It's a shame that you're not students of my house, and I don't have the authority to make the decision to expel you. I'm going to get the people who really have this pleasant privilege. You are waiting here. ”

With that, he walked out quickly. Harry and Ron's faces turned a little pale.

Harry wasn't hungry, he felt sick.

If Snape had brought in Professor McGonagall, things would have gotten no better. She may have been a little fairer than Snape, but she was just as harsh.

Ten minutes later, Snape returned, followed by Professor McGonagall. Harry had seen Professor McGonagall fire a few times before, but maybe he had forgotten how tight her lips were when she was angry, or maybe he had never seen her so angry as she was. Anyway, Professor McGonagall's appearance was strange to Harry. As soon as she entered the house, she raised her wand, Harry and Ron both winced, and she lit the empty fireplace, which immediately lit a flame.

"Sit." Professor McGonagall said, and Harry and Ron hurriedly retreated to the chairs by the hearth.

"Explain." The lenses of her glasses flickered ominously.

Ron hurried to speak, starting with the station wall that prevented them from getting through.

“…… We can't do anything else, teacher, we can't get on the train. ”

"Why don't you send an owl to deliver a letter to us? I'm sure you have an owl, right?" Professor McGonagall said coldly to Harry.

Harry had a big mouth, but he couldn't say a word.

After she mentioned this, it seemed that the owl was an easy way to send a letter.

"I ...... I didn't expect ......"

"That's easy to think of. Mr. Potter. Professor McGonagall said.

Suddenly, there was another knock on the door, and Snape walked over and opened it, the expression on his face suddenly more pleasant.

Outside the door stood their headmaster, Professor Dumbledore.

Harry's whole body was numb, and Dumbledore's expression was unusually stern, and he looked down at them with his crooked nose down.

After a long silence, Dumbledore slowly spoke, "Mr. Potter, Mr. Weasley, please explain why you are doing this. ”

It would have been better if he had shouted, Harry was afraid to listen to his tone of disappointment, and he didn't even dare to look Dumbledore in the eye. He told Dumbledore all of them, but didn't mention that the car belonged to Mr. Weasley, as if he and Ron happened to have a flying car outside the station. He knew that Dumbledore would see through it at a glance, but Dumbledore didn't have to wait for him to finish speaking, and the room fell silent again.

"Let's go get something."

After waiting for a long time and not being able to get a good answer, Ron suddenly said with a look of despair.

"What are you talking about, Mr. Weasley?"

Professor McGonagall turned her head abruptly and asked coldly.

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

He couldn't believe that they had any hope in such a situation, not to mention the dirty, and the plot was very strict, not only did they hurt the extremely expensive beating willow, but more importantly, they showed the world of magic in front of Muggles. If it weren't for the speed of the Ministry of Magic - in fact, because of this incident, the Ministry of Magic dispatched dozens of wizards, and the indirect losses were as high as tens of thousands of Galleons, even Harry, this money would not be so easy to repay.

Thankfully, it didn't seem to be their day of despair, and at the very least, Dumbledore seemed ready to let them go.

"You're safe today, Mr. Weasley," Dumbledore said, "but I must make you feel the severity of your actions, and I'll 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 drunk a creamy mushroom soup until he had been drinking a fly that had been dying, suddenly became unsightly. He cleared his throat, "Professor Dumbledore, these two students have caused serious damage to a precious ancient tree in defiance of the edict restricting the use of magic by underage wizards...... Acts of this nature are of course ......"

"Let Professor McGonagall decide the punishment for these two students, Severus," Dumbledore said calmly, "they are students in her house, and she should be responsible." He turned to Professor McGonagall, "I have to get back to the banquet, Minerva, and I'm going to make a few announcements." Come on, Severus, there's a custard flan that looks so good that I want to try it. ”

Snape glared at Harry and Ron viciously, and was pulled out of the office. Only Harry and Professor McGonagall were left in the room, but Professor McGonagall's eyes were still very sharp on the two of them.

"You'd better go to the infirmary, Mr. Weasley, you're bleeding."

"Nothing." Ron quickly wiped the wound on his eye with his sleeve, "Teacher, I want to see my sister's sorting ceremony......"

"The sorting ceremony is over." Professor McGonagall said, "Your sister is in Gryffindor, too. ”

"Oh, that's great." Ron laughed happily when he heard that his sister was also in Gryffindor.

"Speaking of Gryffindor...... Professor McGonagall said sternly, but Harry interjected, "Teacher, school hadn't started before school when we got in the car, so ...... So Gryffindor shouldn't be deducted points, right?" When he had finished, he looked at her eagerly.

Professor McGonagall gave him a stern look, but Harry felt she seemed to smile a little. Anyway, her lips weren't pursed so tightly anymore.

"I'm not going to deduct points from Gryffindor." Harry's heart was much lighter, she said, "But I'm going to lock you up here." ”

It was much better than Harry had expected.

As for Dumbledore's letter to the Dursleys, it didn't matter at all, Harry knew they would only regret that Willow hadn't beaten him flat.

Professor McGonagall raised her wand again and pointed at Snape's table, where a large plate of sandwiches, two silver cups, and a jug of chilled pumpkin juice appeared.

"You eat right here, and then go straight back to the dorm." She said, "I have to go back to the banquet too." ”

As the door closed, Ron let out a long whistle.

"I thought we were going to be out of luck." He grabbed a sandwich and gulped it down.

"Me too." Harry grabbed a piece too, and it looked like they were really hungry.

It's no wonder that they haven't eaten for hours, and they're scared all the way, not to mention that they're just two twelve-year-old teenagers, even adults, I'm afraid they can't stand it anymore.

"But can you believe that our luck is so bad?" Ron stuffed his mouth with chicken and ham and said vaguely, "Fred and George must have flown five or six times, and none of the Muggles have seen them." He swallowed the food in his mouth and took another big bite. Why can't we cross that wall?"

Harry shrugged. "But we'll have to be careful later," he said, taking a light sip of pumpkin juice, "and I wish I could go to the banquet......

"She didn't want us to show off," Ron wisely said, "and she didn't want anyone to think that it was a glorious thing to drive a flying car to school." ”

"By the way, what the hell happened to Hermione? I just saw her seem to be crying. ”

Harry was eating, suddenly remembering something, and turned to Ron and asked.

"Hmm......" Ron swallowed his food with difficulty, "I saw it too, was she bullied by someone?" But who would dare to bully her in school? In terms of strength, she is the strongest in our first grade, and in terms of relationship, he has Orson ......"

"You say, could it be Orson ......?"

Harry said suddenly.

"Hey, hey, hey! Don't talk nonsense! Ron hurriedly looked around, and after making sure that no one was eavesdropping, he turned his head to look at Harry with trepidation, "You also know the situation of the Orson family, that kind of family is not something that can be said nonsense, if you say the wrong thing, even Dumbledore can't protect us." Moreover, Orson likes Hermione so much, although there is also a Zhang Qiu, but his liking for Hermione is real, otherwise he would not have gone with us to protect the Philosopher's Stone. ”

After saying that, Ron saw that Harry didn't reply, relieved himself, and continued to eat.

He didn't notice that Harry's face changed slightly when he heard him say the words "Zhang Qiu". He could remember that pretty face, he had had a brief contact with the other person last year, that spring breeze smile, like a little hand tickling Harry's heart.

He swore that he had never seen such a gentle and beautiful girl, and if he could, he would really like to be her boyfriend. But when he thought of her real boyfriend, Orson, Harry felt powerless and resentful at the same time. Obviously, with Zhang Qiu, he still teased Hermione, if he likes Hermione, let go of Zhang Qiu!

Before he knew it, Harry's sense of Orson had changed. It's like a seed that has been buried, just waiting to take root.

At the same time, above his head, from an angle that no one could see except for Orson, a large white face appeared from the void, and with a slight inhalation, he sucked a stream of white energy from Harry's body, although there was still a lot of this energy on Harry, but if he kept sucking it like this, he would be completely sucked up one day.

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