Seeing Harry and Ron take the form, Rhein nodded.

"Pack your bags and get inside. I reckon Professor Snape will be looking for you in a moment, because the fact that you two are speeding in the Muggle world is in the newspapers. ”

When Harry and Ron heard this, their hearts jumped.

Ron, in particular, knew what that meant because his dad worked for the Ministry of Magic.

If the impact is slightly greater, they will face the penalty of expulsion.

Ron looked at Harry and put on a bitter face, "Harry, we're done, Professor McGonagall will definitely fire us." ”

Harry didn't expect it to be so serious, and he immediately panicked, Hogwarts is equivalent to his home, isn't this equivalent to being expelled from the house.

Rhine remembered the development of the plot for a moment, then took out his wand and tapped it on the two little heads one by one.

"Don't worry, I promise you two won't be expelled, but punishment is inevitable."

He looked at the mess and took out his wand and waved it lightly.

The luggage suddenly jumped up and stood together neatly.

"Have a good dream." Rhine put away his wand, then sat on the flyboard and floated away.

When Rhine's figure was out of sight, Ron muttered, "He has that board, why don't you help us move our luggage, and just leave." ”

Harry shook his head and patted Ron on the shoulder, "The professor helped us pack our bags, it's already good, it was originally us who made a mistake, and it's our own business to pack up." ”

"And the professor said he promised that we wouldn't be expelled, so maybe he'd gone to intercede with Headmaster Dumbledore by now."

Ron looked at Harry, didn't say anything more, and began to carry his luggage with his head down.

Two small men, dragging a large pile of luggage, made their way through the arches and the promenade to the bottom of the stairs of the Gryffindor Tower.

A large pile of luggage has been placed on both sides, which will be carried upstairs by the house-elves.

After putting his luggage away, Harry complained as he followed Ron upstairs.

"Ron, do you have any feelings that we've been a little strange lately?"

"First in my bedroom, a house-elf popped up, then I couldn't get through the wall to get into the nine-and-three-quarters platform, and then I was almost smashed by a beater. If it weren't for Professor Embers, we would be ghosts today. ”

Ron looked at Harry, "What do you mean?" ”

Harry gasped as he said, "It's clear that someone doesn't want me to come to school this school year. ”

"But who would target you like that and don't want you to come to school?" Ron looked puzzled.

At this moment, the two suddenly noticed that there was a figure at the staircase in front of them.

When you look closely, you can see that the man is wearing a delicate coat and tie, his hair is very cleanly combed, and he has a cat in his arms.

"Mr. Filch?" Ron's eyes widened, as if he had seen a sow go up a tree, and he was shocked.

Harry had already seen Filch in good care when he was in the Enberth Magic Shop, so he wasn't as surprised as Ron.

Filch had come to arrest people on Snape's behalf, and he looked at the two little wizards, and was just about to gloat when he suddenly remembered something.

Professor Embers's magic bullet requires him to get a chance to buy it if he pulls someone over.

In schools, the largest number of students is the student body.

If you can get students to buy magic bullets, it will be 3 for one student, and 3,000 for 1,000 students!

Filch was like discovering a new continent.

In the past few days, he has been working Snape, but this black-faced professor does not eat oil and salt, and he is unwilling to go to the Rhine to buy things.

Now it seems that the goal is going to be changed, there are only a few professors, and the student body is huge.

Thinking like this, Filch forced back his gloating smile and changed his face to a worried look.

"Mr. Potter, Mr. Weasley, Professor Snape told me to come over and get you to his office. He was holding a picture of you flying in the Muggle world, and he looked very angry. ”

After a month of begging people everywhere, Filch spoke more neatly and generously than before.

In Filch's arms, Mrs. Loris couldn't help but look up, her eyes wide as hell.

"Puff cough cough ......"

Ron almost choked on his saliva, and coughed incessantly as he held on to the handrail of the stairs.

Harry's mouth was open in surprise, both of them suspecting that Filch had taken the wrong medicine.

Filch has become a good old man? Or is there some conspiracy?

If it were the usual one, as long as a student was unlucky, Filch would definitely be the happiest one.

Because of this, there are almost no students in this school who like this psychopath.

The current situation is really weird.

Harry was the first to react, muttering, "The professor is right, Professor Snape is really looking for us." ”

Ron reacted and looked at Harry, "What then?" ”

Filch interjected: "It's okay, you go first, I'll go to Professor McGonagall, Professor Snape is not the head of Gryffindor, and he has no right to fire you, as long as I plead in front of Professor McGonagall, the soft-hearted Professor McGonagall will definitely be lenient." ”

He thought that as long as he had a good relationship with these two students, it would definitely go very well when he begged them to buy guns in the future.

Harry had changed his impression of Filch this time, and he nodded at Filch and said, "Then it's hard for you, Mr. Filch. ”

Filch felt goosebumps on his body and shivered all over.

"I'm going to see Professor McGonagall!" He quickly turned his head and ran straight to Professor McGonagall's office like a hopping zombie.

Harry and Ron, with a look of great expression, walked towards Snape's office.

……

Rhine didn't go to Dumbledore because of the two little wizards.

Since returning to his office, Rheinland has been working on flyboards, intending to do as many as possible in order to attract more students.

The next day, Rhine got up from bed early, put on his pajamas and took the basin and washing utensils, and wanted to go to the bathroom to wash up.

As soon as he reached the door, before he could open the door, Rhine heard a noisy conversation outside.

Rhein frowned and reached out to open the classroom door.

Then, he froze.

I saw that the dark area outside the door was full of young wizards wearing school uniforms and wizard robes.

From the door of the classroom, it went all the way to the end of the corridor.

"Good morning, Professor."

Hermione stood at the front, smiling and greeting Rhine.

The students behind him also greeted Rhine with nonsense.

Everyone had a piece of paper in their hand, and it was the registration form for the magic technology class.

Rhine didn't expect that his introduction last night would attract so many students.

"You're really early, come inside." He hurriedly beckoned the students to come in, and then asked Hermione and Harry to act as class representatives on an improvised basis, collecting the tables in place of Rhein.

Rhine himself hurried back to the bedroom and changed into formal clothes.