A magical journey that begins at Hogwarts

Aaron watched this scene quietly, hoping that another wizard like him would be able to spit water all over the Sorting Hat's face.

The next moment, he frowned slightly, because he vaguely heard the roar of a car, which, if he was not mistaken, had brushed past the wall.

In addition, he heard a sharp scream and rolled his eyes in exasperation.

Harry and Ron seemed to have arrived at the school smoothly, but it also seemed like things hadn't gone so smoothly, otherwise they wouldn't have made such a scream.

Should we report this to the professors?

Aaron looked at the teachers' table, hesitated for a moment, but quickly decided to pretend he knew nothing.

On the one hand, he has already done enough and helped as much as he could, which is more than enough from a friend's perspective. On the other hand, the professors may not believe him, and if they do, it will be even worse.

Driving a flying car to Hogwarts, although it's not written in the school rules, is definitely not something to be encouraged, and if caught, you'll definitely be in big trouble.

At that moment, Harry and Ron were sitting in the Ford, breathing heavily with tension.

Due to the long journey, the car was somewhat overburdened. Although it eventually reached its destination, the emergency landing location was a bit off, as it got stuck in a large tree.

If it were just an ordinary tree, it wouldn't be a big deal, but this tree is called the "Hit-Man Willow," a kind of magical plant.

The willow tree is known for its violent temper; anything that bumps into it will be severely beaten with its branches.

The Ford car was stuck on it, like fish on a cutting board.

Before the two panicked people could react, several tree branches as thick as pythons crashed down.

Chapter 141 Running headlong into the line of fire

After a series of loud crashes, all the windows of the Ford shattered, the body was covered in whip marks, and even more shockingly, there was a deep dent in the roof.

The two people inside the car screamed in panic, but this did not stop Liu's attack.

A battering ram-like tree branch slammed into the back of the car, piercing through the back seat and into the front, grazing the ears of the two people. At the same time, countless branches as thick as fingers fell like hailstones.

The Ford was battered and bruised by the fierce onslaught, and was soon struck down by a thick tree branch.

Bang!

The half-wrecked car lay on the ground. Before the two could even catch their breath, they heard the low growl of the man who had been hitting them, sounding like a bleak autumn wind.

The massive trunk, along with all its branches, was bent into an arc shape, and several sharp points, larger than a car, were raised high like clenched fists, as if they were about to fall on the car at any moment.

"We're done for," Harry murmured in despair, as if he could already see them being crushed into mincemeat.

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

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

Ron slammed on the gas, and with a roar, the car sped forward.

They had only been gone for two seconds when half of the willow tree fell down, causing the ground to shake slightly.

call!

The car stopped in an open space. The two men looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief, both feeling fortunate to have escaped with their lives.

However, at that moment, the car doors opened automatically, throwing the two people out.

They opened the trunk and ejected their suitcases and two pets.

Overall, it was quite humane, as their pet owl Hedwig and mouse Scabbers landed on their hands without getting hurt.

After clearing everything out, the car closed its doors and trunk, and, dragging its battered body, passed through the castle gates in the night.

"My car!" Ron called out, putting down his pet and chasing after it with Harry.

But two legs can't keep up with four wheels, and in the end they watched helplessly as the car drove into the forbidden forest.

“My dad’s definitely going to kill me,” Ron said weakly.

Harry gave him a sympathetic look, unsure how to comfort him. "Never mind that for now, let's get the suitcase to the castle first. Maybe we can still make it to Ginny's Sorting Ceremony."

As for the car, Haiger is the forest ranger; let him help us look for it!

"That's all we can do," Ron said with a wry smile.

The two carefully bypassed the huge willow tree that seemed to be able to hit people, and placed their suitcases and pets on the steps where these things were piled up.

Then, dragging her tired body, she quietly walked outside the auditorium and secretly watched the new students' college sorting ceremony through the window.

It wasn't that they didn't want to go in and see it up close, but rather that their attire seemed out of place.

Apart from the principal, professors, and staff on the faculty side, all the students were dressed in black wizard robes, while they were in casual clothes. Coupled with the minor injuries inflicted by the Whomping Willow, they were quite conspicuous in the crowd.

Fortunately, Ginny hadn't started sorting yet, so even though they weren't in the Great Hall, they didn't miss this special moment.

However, the two were clearly quite oblivious, as some people in the auditorium had already noticed the anomaly.

Aaron looked at Professor Snape, who was constantly searching for something on the teachers' table, and a wry smile appeared on his face. How could he have forgotten about him?

The headmaster of Slytherin had a rather complex feeling towards Harry Potter, and naturally paid more attention to his situation than the average person.

"Aaron, I feel like something's not quite right!" Draco said in a low voice.

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

“No, I feel like something’s missing.” Draco frowned in thought, and gradually his gaze fell on the long table in Gryffindor, his pupils widening slightly. “Look, Harry Potter and Ron Weasley don’t seem to be here.”

"No way!" Aaron said, feigning surprise. "Could it be that they've already arrived, but you just haven't seen them?"

Draco paused for a moment, then glanced around the Gryffindor table with some suspicion. Now he was 100% certain that Harry and Ron were indeed absent.

“They just didn’t come,” Draco said, somewhat agitated. “Should we tell Professor Snape? He’ll be so happy to hear it.”

"It's better not to..." Aaron was about to advise him not to cause trouble at this time when he accidentally met Snape's gaze from the teachers' table.

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

But a few seconds later, he looked up and Snape was still looking at him. To his surprise, Snape glanced at the empty seats in Gryffindor, as if to ask: Do you know where they are?

What the hell!

I know, but can I admit to something like this? Obviously not!

After admitting it, what should be said is that Harry and his group came by car, but he also actually climbed onto the train to greet them and provided some timely material assistance.

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 at this, but a cold smile quickly appeared on his lips as he glanced towards the window.

Aaron instinctively turned around and saw two furtive heads perched on top of him, leaving him speechless for a moment.

These two kids are hopeless; they've run into trouble.

Snape smiled meaningfully, no longer paying attention to the Sorting Ceremony, and quietly slipped out through a side door.

"This is terrible."

“What did you say?” Draco asked.

"I said someone's going to be in trouble," Aaron replied calmly. "It's only the first day of school, but for some people it's been incredibly exciting."

"So...what does that mean?"

Aaron patted him on the shoulder and smiled, "Good news, at least for you."

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

The two began speculating about why he wasn't there, from his illness to his resignation to his dismissal, and they became more and more excited as they talked.

Snape Severus was not only the head of Slytherin, but also their most hated professor, without exception.

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

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

Hearing these two Gryffindors' malicious speculations about him, Snape remained calm, though his face was terrifyingly dark.

"Perhaps he's waiting to hear why you didn't take the school bus."

Harry and Ron were stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but shudder.

The two turned around in unison and saw a black robe fluttering in the cool breeze, followed by a familiar face, but this time that face was filled with a playful sneer.

"Gentlemen, is there anything you wish to say?"

“Professor, I, we…” Harry stammered, about to say something when Snape interrupted him.

“Come with me to my office, and we’ll have a good talk,” Snape said softly, his tone unusually gentle, but to the two of them it sounded icy cold.

Harry and Ron followed closely behind Snape to his office.

This was their first visit to Snape's office, which was filled with all sorts of bottles and jars, and the atmosphere was particularly oppressive under the dim lighting.

“Come, take a look!” Snape took a newspaper from the Evening Prophet’s Diary from the drawer with a meaningful look. It showed a Ford car driving through the clouds.

"Our famous Mr. Harry Potter and his friend Ron Weasley thought train rides weren't exciting enough and wanted to try something more thrilling, didn't they?"

Wow, that's amazing. If a wizard hadn't taken a picture while he was doing his job, you guys would have really gotten away with it.

Did you know that he received two hundred gallons from the Prophet's newspaper just for this one photo? I'm envious of how fast he makes money.

"Professor, we..."

"Quiet!" Snape snapped. "I knew you'd be coming tonight when I saw this newspaper."

But at the same time, I was particularly puzzled. Someone had clearly explained the situation to Dumbledore, and you could have returned to school tomorrow. Why did you have to drive here?

Do you know the consequences of doing this?

Thankfully, no Muggles discovered you, or things would have been much worse.

Oh, by the way, I think I just saw one of the magical plants was injured. You guys did that too, didn't you?

“Professor, that was an accident,” Harry said nervously.

“That tree will do us more harm,” Ron said.

"Shut up, that tree is older than all of you, and its name is the 'Hit-Man Willow'."

If Professor Sprout saw it was injured, he'd probably rush over with bandages to treat it that very night.

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

"Don't interrupt, Mr. Potter." Snape stood up from his seat, looked at the two men's pale faces and sneered, "Actually, you should be most glad that you are not students of Slytherin House, otherwise I would expel you immediately."