Chapter 109: The Little Witch's Mind

"The flying Ford that bewilders Muggles" Snape began to read aloud: "Two Muggles in London, convinced they saw an old car flying over the Post House......"

After that, he looked at Ron gloomily.

"Your father works for the Division for the Prohibition of the Misuse of Muggle Items, right?" Snape continued to taunt, "Oh my God, his dear son actually drives a Muggle car, or has it been modified by wizards, and what do you think the Ministry of Magic will do with your father?" ā€

"Professor! It was the King Station that was suddenly closed. We can't get by," Harry explained eagerly to Professor McGonagall.

"Hmph, don't you even have time to write a letter?" Snape continued.

"A serious offense that almost exposed the wizarding world."

"Alright, Professor Snape." Professor McGonagall listened to the rough idea, and guessed in her heart.

"These three, after all, are still students of my academy, can you leave them to me to deal with?"

Hearing this, Snape said no more, just looked at Ron indifferently, and then flicked his cloak and walked away.

"Alright, you three, now follow me."

After Harry and Ron were about to place their salutes in the auditorium, the three of them made their way down the familiar path towards the Headmaster's office.

"Cockroach pile!" All the way to the eighth floor, the familiar oak door, the familiar sphin-body eagle head. Even the password is so familiar.

Naa! Old Deng Tou can't come up with any good passwords, he really circulates in a few candies.

"Oh! Melda, Z! Dumbledore frowned visibly, then folded the letter in his hand and stood up.

"I guess we've only been apart for a short time, I didn't expect to meet again so soon. I thought it would be later this year. ā€

"Professor, Ron and I—" Harry explained eagerly again.

"Alright, Harry, I already know what happened."

"Are we going to pack our bags, then?" Ron said dejectedly.

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

"Huh? Aren't you going to expel us? ā€

Harry looked at Ron in shock, good fellow, is this revenge? Please remove the word 'we', thank you!

"Not today, Ron." Dumbledore continued, deliberately elongating his tone and glancing at Melda.

"However, we will punish you 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. ā€

After hearing that Dumbledore was going to send a letter to his mother, Ron's expression immediately dropped, and he looked at Dumbledore with pity, as if to say if he could not write a letter.

"Ron, do you know how much trouble you've had this time?" Professor McGonagall said sternly.

"It's a must to inform parents."

...

It's no wonder that Ron has this expression, and he is the only one in the three who has a happy family, and it seems that this punishment is only aimed at him.

"For your reckless behavior, Gryffindor will deduct a hundred points." McGonagall continued.

"And the three of you have to stay and work."

"What? Three? ā€

Melda immediately raised an objection, we are obviously here to save people, why should we be punished?

"Yes, all three of you have to stay and work."

"I..."

Well, you're a professor and you have the final say.

"Well, Professor, I'd like to see my sister's sorting ......," Ron whispered.

"The placement ceremony is over, and your sister has been assigned to Greenington College." Professor McGonagall glared at him and said.

"Ahh That's great! Ron exclaimed happily, and the clouds above him dispelled a lot.

"Okay, you three go back to the auditorium obediently, don't think about getting into trouble every day."

"Okay."

After that, the three little ones hurriedly smeared oil on the soles of their feet and ran out with a smoke.

All the way to the auditorium, the welcome banquet at this time was not over, everyone was still there, Melda Harry Ron and the three carefully walked through the corridor and slipped in quietly.

"Hi Hermione." The trio made their way to Hermione's side, and Melda sat down next to her.

"Surprise me!" The little witch patted her chest. "Harry?" Then she turned her head and saw Harry and Ron on the other side.

"Hmph, you don't have to guess to know that the three of you must be in trouble, right?"

"Huh? You... How can you tarnish people's innocence out of thin air? What a trouble, we are... Well... This is an emergency measure of last resort, okay? ā€

"Huh! I believed. Hermione rolled her eyes at Melda, and knew that this guy was going to be clever and talkative.

"What's the use of saying so much, you just point it directly, and how many points have you been deducted?"

"Ahem..."

Ron quickly stuffed his mouth with chicken and ham, muttering indistinctly. It looks like he wants to fight to the end with the plate of food in front of him.

Harry also lowered his head, and with an embarrassed expression, he took a glass of juice and took small sips.

I'm @#Ā„

Two unrighteous guys.

"That's it, a hundred," Melda whispered.

"What? One hundred? Hermione's expression was a little hysterical, and she glared in disbelief and said, "It was only fifty last semester." ā€

"It's not the second grade!"

"So what? Prepare 150 points in the third grade? ā€

"That's probably two hundred."

"You..."

The little witch was so angry that she couldn't speak, and the sumptuous dinner party in front of her seemed to have lost its appeal, and she stood up angrily, turned her head, and left the auditorium.

...

After Hermione had already walked away, Harry cautiously leaned over and said with a slight sense of indebtedness, "Ahem, Melda, are we going too far?" ā€

"yes, you were too reckless just now, let's catch up and apologize to Hermione." Ron stepped in too.

"Humph! Not really! ā€

Melda also lost his temper, he was tired and tired all day today, and he would be punished in the end, damn, the master is not angry with this bird.

He also got up and turned his head and walked out, eating, eating, eating, and he didn't eat anymore.

Hum.

Harry and Ron glanced at each other and chased after each other.

"Melda, wait for us!"

Ron shouted as he ran, but Melda turned a deaf ear and walked straight to Gryffindor's father-in-law's lounge.

???

The rest of the Gryffindor cubs looked at these four people in confusion, this is only the first day of school, and the famous Gryffindor foursome from last semester is about to disperse?

But before they could figure it out, after a while, Meldahari and the others turned back down the hallway.

?

Everyone looked up at this brother in confusion, what do you mean by going back and forth?

Melda ignored them, and walked straight to Percy's side and asked, "What's the password for this year?" ā€