There was a car accident at Hogwarts.

A flying car crashed into the beating willow at a speed of eighty miles per second.

If the beating willow could speak, the first thing it said would probably be...... First of all, I didn't mess with anyone!

And then there'...... Death to the master!

Such a stylish appearance naturally aroused heated discussions among the students, and everyone excitedly discussed the matter as they walked towards the auditorium.

No one cared if Harry and Ron lived or died, but everyone cared about the flying car.

Shirley likes the sense of freedom of flying, and often rubs Rove's "modified Comet 220" around the box, so she is also interested in flying cars.

She and Rove discussed the power source of the road, after all, if you can fly from England to Scotland, it is definitely impossible for a car to burn gas, right?

Hermione was extensive, and she even knew a little about the conservation of momentum, and she had built a model of a completely inelastic collision, ready to calculate the internal forces.

By the time they parted in the Great Hall, Hermione had already had the idea of introducing magic into classical mechanics.

It's a pity that the little girl doesn't go to physics, maybe she can creatively put forward the theory of magic in addition to the four basic forces.

Rove walked towards the Hufflepuff table, and as he passed by the Slythering table, he heard Malfoy boasting at the top of his voice:

"I don't like Muggle cars, only idiots drive them, but if I want to, I can get a car right away, it's still the most expensive.

One time for my birthday, my dad wanted to give me a luxury tractor...... I've heard that Muggle Prime Ministers and Queens are taking this thing for a ride. ”

Malfoy didn't say that the queen drove the van, and Rove was quite relieved.

As he sat down at the Hufflepuff table, he saw Justin and McMillan arguing as well. They were discussing which was more comfortable to ride, a car or a broomstick.

Listening to Justin's tone, it seems that most of his childhood was spent racing in the streets.

McMillan criticized the unsafety of the car, which crashed into the backyard of his home and crushed the kennel.

Justin pulled out a Muggle Motor Show magazine out of nowhere, and it was full of long-legged bikini models.

McMillan glared at the big white headlights and immediately threw in the towel, admitting that Muggle cars were more comfortable.

He also made an appointment with Justin to see a model car at Christmas...... Ahh

Hannah and Susan surprisingly did not argue, but were desperately ...... Make up summer homework.

At the Hufflepuff House dinner table, a quarter of the students are working on their homework, and they are writing like a flying song, bringing out their lifelong potential.

Do you think the remaining three-quarters of the students have finished writing?

Wrong! Half of the little badgers are ready to get up early tomorrow to copy their homework, and the other half is ready to stop writing.

The whole hall was so noisy that the students were busy with their own songs when the Sorting Hat sang.

At the end of the song, there was only sparse applause, and even the twins didn't cheer up, after all, their own brother secretly drove away from the car, and now life and death are still uncertain.

The Sorting Hat said unhappily, "Everyone doesn't seem to be very enthusiastic this year. ”

It's a song that took a whole year to come up with, and while it's not as good as its early works, it's not bad quality.

Professor McGonagall pulled out a large roll of parchment, and she didn't speak, her face grimacing, her lips pursed.

If it weren't for the Sorting, she'd have now burst into Snape's office to question why Potter and Wes were doing this!

The Sorting Hat saw that McGonagall didn't speak, and he didn't give up humming a song that he had composed himself.

Professor McGonagall looked up and said, "Okay, let me go?" I'm in a bad mood today. ”

"McGer, what's wrong?"

"There were students who came to school in modified flying cars, and they were seen by Muggles." Professor McGonagall said irritably. "It's been in the Daily Prophet."

"Are you a Gryffindor student?" The Sorting Hat asked cautiously.

Professor McGonagall clutched the parchment as she stared at the Sorting Hat and said, "Why do you think you're a Gryffindor student?" ”

"I can't think of a student from any house other than Gryffindor who could do such a thing." The Sorting Hat whispered.

“……”

Professor McGonagall was a little heartbroken, and a little sad, why was the naughtiest student always in Gryffindor?

"When you are separated, can you have a snack and assign all the students who are not naughty but very good to Gryffindor!" Professor McGonagall discussed:

"It's good to have Hermione Granger like that, and Shirley Swinton to Ravenclaw is good."

"And what about Rove Scamander?" The Sorting Hat hurriedly asked.

Professor McGonagall remembered that she had been masturbated, and hurriedly waved her hand and said, "Forget about Scamander's this, I still want to live a few more years." ”

Professor McGonagall ended the conversation, and the young wizards who had waited for a while began to sort the house, and one by one they walked to the three-legged stool and sorbetted the torn hat over their heads.

Rove looked at the Sorting Hat and suddenly remembered the third painting from Nichol's Book of Abraham:

Inside one room, there is a sealed chest on which a tree grows. There was also a wizard holding a sword, and behind him, a turquoise dragon with a hat on its head.

If this picture depicts Gryffindor, then the sword is probably the Gryffindor Sword, the hat worn by the head of the green dragon, is it the Sorting Hat?

Roff wandered for a moment, and Professor McGonagall had finished reading the names of the freshmen, she picked up her sorting hat and small stool, and immediately headed out of the auditorium.

Everyone was stunned, she wouldn't take a stool to beat someone, right?

Professor Dumbledore stood up, looking at all his classmates with a smile and a gesture of welcome with his arms outstretched.

"I have only one thing to say to you." The principal's deep voice echoed in the auditorium: "Enjoy the dinner to your heart's content!" ”

All the empty plates on the table were suddenly piled with food.

"How is this done?" Neville's mouth was full of bread and fried fish, and he poured a large mouthful of juice to wash the food down his stomach and asked:

"Did Dumbledore use magic to make these foods out of thin air?"

"No, food is the first of the five exceptions to the 'Gamp's Basic Law of Transfiguration', and no one can make edible food out of thin air." Rove explains:

"Professor Dumbledore used the Diversion Charm to transfer the food prepared by the kitchen elves."

"You're almost going to lose this delicious food." The Fat Friar floated over.

"What's wrong?" Rove asked, looking up.

"Peeves was making trouble in the kitchen and almost ruined the dinner." The Fat Friar sighed.

"Why would he do that?" Neville wondered.

"Pieves wants to attend the banquet, but everyone thinks that he will go around destroying it when he attends the banquet, and Barrow the Bloody holds a ghost meeting...... I'm advocating that he be given this chance...... Bloody Barrow adamantly disagreed. ”

"Is Barrow the Bloody a prestige among the ghosts?" Rove narrowed his eyes.

"It's more than prestige." The Fat Friar shook his head and said, "Only he can control Peeves, although I don't know why. ”

"That's right, Rove." The fat friar whispered:

"There's a ghost who asked me to bring you a message, she's going to the Hufflepuff Lounge at twelve o'clock in the evening to find you......"

"Watch out for Barrow the Bloody." "It's been rumored that he likes the one in the Ravenclaw Tower," he said cautiously....... You'd better not let him know...... The two of you are secretly dating. ”

“……”

So, how does it seem like cheating?

Rove is an innocent and honest man!

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