Chapter 119: Flying Car: I'm Free~
The dinner began, and they sat down in their seats, and Jerry and Hermione looked left and right to look carefully, and the more they searched, the more panicked they became.
"TheyβThey're not there yet, are they?" Hermione asked quietly, worried.
"Shall we tell Professor McGonagall?" Jerry was really worried.
Hermione's face was full of confusion, and if Professor McGonagall had been told, they would have been exposed. But if you don't tell, what if something happens to them?
Ted reassured, "Don't worry, I'll let Ansu look for it." β
Ted picked up a tissue, tossed it lightly, and the tissue turned into a paper crane in the air, then waved his wings and flew away.
Ansu gave up the fries in front of him, sighed very pompously, and flew away.
After about ten minutes, Ansu flew back.
"Quack~"
"How?" Hermione asked scramblingly.
"It's okay! It's okay! Quack~Professor McGonagall found them, Quack~"
"Whew~" Hermione and Jerry breathed a sigh of relief.
"How are they?" Ted asked.
Ansu tilted his head and thought about it, although he was smart, his vocabulary was still his enemy. After thinking about it for a few seconds, I didn't know what to say, so I simply held my shoulders, shrunk my neck, and crooked my mouth, looking like I was being captured alive by the people's police.
Jerry gasped, "Looks like they're not in a good place!" β
It's not good, it's not good! Hogwarts is not a good house~
The Weasleys, who had run out of gas, took them to Hogwarts with the last bit of strength.
But before landing, it was completely dumb.
The trio lost control in the sky, and Harley almost unscrewed the steering wheel, but failed to control the speeding car, and finally crashed into the beating willow on the southeast side of the castle near the Forbidden Forest.
This old tree was planted by their father, Jaime Sirius, when they were in school, and it was also doomed, and it almost didn't fall into the hands of their juniors.
It can be described as a causal cycle~
The trunk of the beating willow tree was two meters thick, and it was very spectacular. The speeding car plunged headlong into the canopy of the tree, and almost didn't split the willow trunk of the beater.
The speeding car was thrown to the ground by the angry beating willow, and the three small ones fell out, almost not letting the beating willow pull to death.
Ron's wand was broken in the chaos~
The speeding car may have been stimulated by this, and it returned to its light, flashing its headlights and horn and rushing to the depths of the Forbidden Forest, and disappeared.
Speed: I'm free! Goodbye ~ Goodbye ~
Hogwarts is an academy of witchcraft and wizardry after all, and it is certainly impossible not to know such a big movement.
It didn't take long for Professor McGonagall and Snape to get the three lucky guys back.
The three of them were embarrassed, and they were covered in mud as if they were rolling in the swamp.
The beating willow was also very miserable, the head (crown) was bald, several thigh-thick branches were broken, and the trunk of the tree was almost split in half.
Professor McGonagall's expression was as serious as a judge's judgment, and he could scrape off the frost.
Snape's eyes were full of fire and his teeth were clenched, as if an executioner was about to behead Neville and Ron.
Neville saw that the flesh on his cheeks was trembling slightly, and his whole body couldn't help but tremble with him.
They had never seen Snape so angry, as if he was going to choke them both by the neck and break them with a gabba.
Snape even went so far as to expel them. As for who they are, it's hard to say.
Thankfully, Professor McGonagall arrived just in time to take over the three Gryffindors.
At this time, Hallie and the three were led by Professor McGonagall, just like the defeated plague chicken, isn't it like Ansu?
Professor McGonagall brought them to the office.
"Say it! What the hell is going on? Are you going to cut down the beating willows? β
Neville's lips trembled, Ron's face turned pale, two useless men~
At the critical moment, it has to be Hallie who stands up and does things by herself.
"Professor, it's all my fault. Because the platform ......"
"No!" Neville interrupted her suddenly, "No, Professor. Yes, it's because of me! It's all my fault! β
Ron's head was about to shrink into his neck, but he still raised his hand tremblingly, "Yes, it's me." The car was my family's ......"
Professor McGonagall was about to be laughed at for a while: You are three righteous in my Taoyuan, you don't want to be born on the same day and month of the same year, but you want to be expelled in the same year and month?!
"Say, what the hell is going on?!"
Or Harley was clever, starting from the beginning, with a strange house-elf harassing Neville.
Her intention was to divert Professor McGonagall's attention and reduce the responsibilities of the three of them. But what she didn't know was that it was really what it was.
Finally, the clever Harley looked pitiful and muttered, "Professor McGonagall, could you please not deduct points from Gryffindor?" I know the consequences of our reckless actions have been severe, but we don't want to be disadvantaged on our first day of college. Except for deducting points, you can do anything! β
Professor McGonagall cares most about collective honor, isn't that what he said about his heart? Professor McGonagall didn't say anything, but she didn't say anything else.
Finally, with a wave of her wand, she left a plate of self-refilling beef sandwiches and three cups of pumpkin juice before leaving the office. The corners of my mouth are going to laugh when I leave.
Ron looked happy for the rest of his life, and lowered his voice and exclaimed, "Oh my God, Hallie is such a genius!" β
Harley smirked at her little face, "Well, didn't you see the smile on Professor McGonagall's face?" She likes students who have a sense of collective pride. You always think that my plan is melon, but in fact, I don't melon at all~"
Neville: I feel like every friend has a lot to learn!
Ted's magical paper crane quickly contacts three friends.
Knowing the situation of the three of them, Ted wrote in the letter: I will hide some food and ask Jerry to bring it back to them in the evening.
After reading the letter, Harley dropped the sandwich in her hand: "Okay, let's eat less." Go back to eat meat in the evening. β
Ron didn't care about that: "Eat the meat at night at night, and fill your stomach with the sandwich now." β
He has a sandwich in one hand and pumpkin juice in the other, and turns on the dry rice mode.
Although it was a pity that I didn't make it to the sorting ceremony and didn't hear Ted's tear-jerking new school song, nothing else happened that night.
At breakfast the next day, everyone met in the auditorium and began to talk about the events of the previous night.
"You say, how can there be a problem with the entrance to the platform?" Hallie asked.
Ted: Didn't you guess it all?
None of you can imagine what is going on.
Harley smugly talked about how she felt about driving a flying car.
Ron recounted with great interest how he fought bravely to get rid of the beating willow after the speeding car hit the beating willow. The only regret is that his wand was damaged as a result.
So to put it this way, it's folded, but it's not completely folded~
Fifteen degrees are broken, but still connected. You can also see the unicorn hair that is the core of the staff.
Ron didn't have a wand either, but it was a wand that Bill had handed down. That's it!
This year, the family's financial situation is already miserable enough, and the family asks for money, saying that the wand was broken by a car crash, and his neck is about to be broken.
In the end, I can only wrap it around it with magic tape, and it can barely be used.
The universal magic tape is like the sticky water pipe in those advertising videos - the top sticks to the sky, the bottom to the ground, and the air in the middle. Sticking to a man does not change his heart, sticking to a woman does not divorce.
Ron sticks his wand with magic tape - you're already an alchemist, open the door to truth!
This is the simplest form of alchemy~
Let's say you pick up a broom and cast a spell on it so that it can sweep the floor on its own. This is magic enchantment, which belongs to the most basic alchemy.
Because it's so rudimentary, it only lasts for a short time.
Of course, you can also choose to consume a little magic material and engrave a magic pattern on the broom. Then transform it to make it have a lasting change and become more functional.
Every day, I go out to sweep the floor at a fixed point, and every corner is swept clean.
If you're stronger, more experienced, and spend more and more valuable magic materials, you can even make a magic broom that lasts for 100 years.
100 years have passed, and your home has long been uninhabited, but when the time comes, this bald broom still trembles and floats out slightly, and slowly sweeps the ground~
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After listening to Halle's story, Hermione became angry and kept complaining about their recklessness: "Wouldn't you think of contacting adults in case of an accident?" How good it is to sit on Floo Powder!
Fortunately, there was no accident, otherwise the three of them would have been buried with the flying car.
Oh, it's still a very novel form, put the coffin on the tree burial on the beating willow!
In this regard, the three of them are also related.
Why did you have a hot head at that time?
Sure enough, it was because of Hallie's plan!
Ron complained, "Snape must have loved that battering willow, you didn't see the look on his face at the time, as if he was going to eat us." β
Neville was also afraid: "It scared me!" He said he was going to fire us! β
Ron was dismissive of this: "Don't listen to him. He has no power to fire us unless he becomes principal. I use my ......" He looked at the broken wand and patted his thigh: "I swear with my leg that he will never be a headmaster for that virtue!" β
Ted had no choice but to pretend to drink water to hide his expression: you almost drove your goddaughter to death on a tree, and he wanted to pour poison on you both and soak them in canned bottles!
It's like an old father who has a gloomy temperament and sees his hard-working daughter, who has been hard to pull up, and sits on the ghost fire motorcycle of the spiritual guy.
And I had a car accident and hit a tree! Thankfully, he didn't die.
The mood at that time can only be described as "killing"!
If Ron and Neville knew what Ted was thinking, they would have to be aggrieved: she drove us into a tree!
Just then, the owls came.
A letter as red as a flame was thrown in front of Ron!
"Oops!" He was shocked.
It's a howl letter!
(End of chapter)