Chapter 141: Bumped Into the Muzzle of a Gun

After a loud crackling noise, the windows of the Ford were all shattered, and the body of the car was covered with traces of whipping. What was even more exaggerated was that there was a deep dent on the roof.

The two people in the car shouted in panic, but this could not stop the attack of the Whomping Willow.

The battering ram-like branches hit from behind the car, pierced from the back seat to the front seat, and brushed past the ears of the two people. At the same time, countless branches as thick as fingers fell like hail.

The Ford car was covered with wounds and shaky in this violent attack, and was soon whipped down by a thick branch.

Bang!

The half-scrapped car fell to the ground, and before the two people could breathe a sigh of relief, they heard the low roar of the Whomping Willow like the bleak autumn wind.

The huge trunk and all the branches were bent into a bow shape, and several tips larger than the car were raised high like clenched fists, as if they were about to fall on the car in the next moment.

"We're done." Harry murmured in despair, as if he saw them being crushed into meat patties.

At the critical moment, the bottom of the car suddenly vibrated and the engine restarted.

A gleam of light flashed in Harry's eyes, and he immediately shouted, "Drive!"

Ron stepped on the accelerator, and the car rushed forward with a roar.

They had just walked for less than two seconds when half of the Whomping Willow fell down, shaking the ground slightly.

Whoosh!

The car stopped in an open space, and the two looked at each other, and they breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, and they were glad in their hearts that they had saved their lives.

However, at this time, the car door opened automatically and threw the two out.

And opened the trunk, and their suitcases and two pets were ejected together.

But in general, it was more humane, because their pet owl Hedwig and mouse Scabbers just fell into their hands and were not injured.

After clearing out all the things, the car closed the doors and trunk, dragged through the castle gate in the night with scars all over its body.

"My car." Ron shouted, put down the pet in his hand and chased after it with Harry.

But two legs really couldn't catch up with four wheels, and finally they watched the car drive into the Forbidden Forest.

"My dad will definitely kill me." Ron said weakly.

Harry looked at him sympathetically, not knowing how to comfort him, "Don't worry about it for now, send the suitcase to the castle first, maybe you can catch up with Ginny's sorting ceremony.

As for the car, Hagrid is the forest keeper, let him help find it!"

"That's the only way." Ron smiled bitterly.

The two carefully bypassed the huge willow tree that would hit people, and put their suitcases and pets on the steps where these things were piled.

Then dragged their tired bodies, quietly walked outside the hall, and watched the freshman sorting ceremony quietly through the window.

It's not that they don't want to go in and take a closer look, but their outfits are a bit out of place.

Except for the principal, professors, and staff in the teacher's seat, all the students are wearing black wizard robes, while they are in casual clothes. In addition, the injuries caused by the Whomping Willow are not small, which makes them very conspicuous in the crowd.

Fortunately, Ginny has not started the sorting yet. Although the two of them are not in the hall, they have not missed this special moment.

However, the two of them are obviously very worried, and some people in the hall have already discovered something unusual.

Aaron looked at Professor Snape who was constantly searching for something in the teacher's seat, and a bitter smile appeared on his face. How could he forget about him?

Their Slytherin dean's feelings about Harry Potter are not ordinary, and he is naturally more concerned about his situation than ordinary people.

"Aaron, I always feel like something is wrong!" Draco said in a low voice.

"Don't talk nonsense, everything is normal."

"No, I always feel like something is missing." Draco frowned and thought, and gradually he turned his eyes to the long table of Gryffindor, and his pupils widened a little, "Look, Harry Potter and Ron Weasley don't seem to be here."

"No way!" Aaron said pretentiously, "Could it be that they have come, but you didn't see them?"

Draco was stunned for a moment, and looked around the long table of Gryffindor with some suspicion. Now he was 100% sure that Harry and Ron were absent.

"They just didn't come." Draco said a little excitedly, "Should we tell Professor Snape? He will definitely be very happy to know this news."

"Or don't..." Aaron just wanted to persuade him not to make trouble at this time, but he accidentally met Snape's eyes in the teacher's seat.

Feeling this sharp gaze, Aaron's heart skipped a beat and he quickly turned his face away.

But a few seconds later, he looked up and saw Snape still looking at him. What was even more unexpected was that Snape glanced at the empty seats of Gryffindor, as if asking: Do you know where they are?

Damn!

I know, but can I admit it? Obviously not!

What should I say after admitting it? Harry and his friends came by car, but he actually climbed onto the train to greet them and provided some timely material help.

Aaron immediately responded to his most respected professor with his eyes and shook his head slightly, don't look at me, I don't know anything.

Snape frowned slightly, but soon a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth and glanced at the window.

Aaron turned around subconsciously and saw two sneaky heads lying on it, and was speechless for a while.

These two kids are hopeless, they have run into the gun.

Snape smiled meaningfully, no longer paying attention to the sorting ceremony, but retreated from the side door without a trace.

"This is tragic."

"What did you say?" Draco asked.

"I said someone is going to be unlucky." Aaron replied lightly, "This is only the first day of school, but it is not an ordinary excitement for some people."

"So...what do you mean?"

Aaron patted his shoulder and smiled, "Good news, at least it's good news for you."

Outside the window, Harry and Ron also noticed that Snape was missing from the audience.

The two began to speculate why he was not there. From illness to resignation to being fired, they became more and more excited.

Snape Severus is not only the dean of Slytherin, but also the professor they hate the most, no one else.

They naturally didn't have any good ideas for his absence.

However, neither of them noticed that there was a figure getting closer and closer behind them.

Hearing the malicious speculations of the two Gryffindors about him, Snape was very calm, but his face was a little scary.

"Maybe, he is waiting to hear why you didn't take the school bus."

Harry and Ron were stunned for a moment and shuddered uncontrollably.

The two turned around tacitly and saw the black robes shaking in the cool breeze, followed by a familiar face, but at this moment, the face was full of playful sneers.

"Do you have anything to say?"

"Professor, I, we..." Harry hesitated and was interrupted by Snape when he was about to say something.

"Come with me, go to my office, let's have a good chat." Snape said softly, his tone was particularly gentle, but it sounded particularly cold to the two.

Harry and Ron followed Snape's footsteps closely and came to his office.

This was their first visit to Snape's office, which was filled with various bottles and jars, and the atmosphere was particularly depressing under the dim light.

"Come, take a look!" Snape took out a newspaper of the Evening Prophet from the drawer with interest, on which was a Ford car shuttling through the clouds.

"Our famous Mr. Harry Potter and his friend Ron Weasley think that riding the train is not exciting enough, and want to have an exciting experience, right?

Really amazing, if a wizard hadn't taken a photo while doing his job, you would have really escaped.

Do you know that he received a reward of 200 Galleons from the Prophet Newspaper with this photo? I envy his speed of making money."

"Professor, we..."

"Quiet." Snape shouted, "In fact, when I saw this newspaper, I knew you would definitely come tonight.

But at the same time, I feel particularly confused. Someone has explained the situation to Dumbledore, and you can return to school tomorrow. Why do you have to drive here?

Do you know the consequences of doing this?

Fortunately, no Muggles found you, otherwise the situation would be more serious.

Oh, by the way, I seem to have seen a magical plant injured just now. You did it too!"

"Professor, it was an accident." Harry said nervously.

"That tree will cause more damage to us." Ron said.

"Shut up, that tree is older than all of you, and its name is Whomping Willow.

If Professor Sprout saw it injured, he would probably go to heal it overnight with bandages."

"I'm very sorry, Professor, but we..."

"Don't interrupt, Mr. Potter." Snape stood up from his seat, looked at the pale faces of the two and sneered: "In fact, you should be most thankful that you are not students of Slytherin College, otherwise I would expel you immediately.

Now I'm going to find someone who really has this power. I believe Professor McGonagall will be very surprised to see you. Stay here and don't move."