Chapter 289 The Savior Development Plan 3.0
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Qing Mo Da Xian
Fred and George took the Hogsmeade path.
When they came out of the secret passage on the fourth floor, they rushed to the auditorium on the first floor.
The tragedy happened.
They came face to face with a grim looking Snape.
"Hey - it's you guys."
"Hello, Professor!" Fred stood obediently.
George took out a small ball from his pocket, "Goodbye, Professor!"
Snape had drawn his wand quickly before it hit the ground.
He held the little ball with a terribly gloomy expression, "Very well, Gryffindor dunk—"
"Severus, the start-of-school banquet hasn't even started yet." McGonagall walked quickly.
She glanced at the twins coldly, and then gave Snape even colder eyes, "You know what the two Mr. Weasleys are doing this for."
Snape gave her the little ball in his hand, "There will be no next time."
There was no disappointment or regret on his expression, he just walked towards the staff table with a stiff face.
McGonagall, who caught the ball, had no intention of returning it, "Gentlemen, dinner—please come to my office after class tomorrow."
The college points were saved, but she didn't plan to let them go.
Fred and George kept their mouths shut until they saw Vincent enter the auditorium.
"Why are you so fast?"
Vincent sat down with a smile and said nothing.
The twins all looked at Hermione.
She put Goo Goo on the long table, and said what happened just now in a low voice.
Snape at the staff table leaned forward slightly.
Thestrals don't resist?
Still let the little bastard Wayne ride on it?
No!Can!can!
He was almost kicked away when he wanted to grab a handful of tail feathers. What's wrong with this little wizard who just entered the second grade!
"Because I have a kind heart." Vincent who was being questioned by the twins casually said a few perfunctory words.
Snape sneered and stopped paying attention to the Gryffindor table.
The bastard is a bit of a bastard, but he is still reliable at critical times.
The brain is quite flexible, and the analysis is also in place.
It's just that everything is not pleasing to the eye, especially the high-profile behavior of riding a Thestral.
After Hermione explained the ins and outs clearly, other students also came to the auditorium.
Percy was the first to enter.
After the students were all seated, he came to Vincent's side.
"how is the situation?"
Hermione was about to repeat it, but Fred and George beat her to it.
"My good brother, Professor Dumbledore has already passed away, maybe they are already on their way back."
Percy looked towards the entrance to the Great Hall and saw Dumbledore a short while later.
There is no one behind him.
"Could it be—"
"Probably not." Vincent squinted as he watched Dumbledore walk towards the staff table.
He came to Snape, bowed his head and said a few words to the other party.
Savior Development Plan 3.0?
When Snape stood up without saying a word, it seemed that this guess was right.
Percy relaxes,
"They violated the school rules. I think Professor Dumbledore must want to take this opportunity to educate them well."
He looked at Fred and George as he said this.
"We're not going to secretly drive Dad's car."
"Ok?"
"Even if it comes, it will definitely not be discovered."
"Don't even think about it!" Percy shook his head and turned back to his place.
Although the "capital crime" can be avoided, the "living crime" cannot be escaped.
Snape walked out of the auditorium with an increasingly "bright" smile on his face.
Not long after the first grade's sorting ceremony started, he finally waited for the two who had arrived late.
"Why isn't Snape up there?"
"Maybe he's sick." Ron said hopefully, "Or maybe the curse has come true."
"Great." Harry leaned against the door, grinning from the bottom of his heart. "I hope he stays sick until the end of the school year."
"Maybe he was fired!" Ron said more and more excitedly, "Think about it, Quirrell was imprisoned in Azkaban, maybe—"
"Maybe he's waiting for you—" a cold voice sounded from behind the two.
"Wait until you tell me why you didn't get on the school bus."
Harry and Ron twisted their necks stiffly.
A black robe that swayed slightly in the night wind, greasy black hair draped over his shoulders, and a big hooked nose with the same sallow complexion.
The gloomy smile and the deep malice in the dark eyes all told the two of them that their current situation was quite bad.
"Come with me." Snape led the trembling Harry and Ron to the ground.
He opened his offices, pointed to the dark interior, "Go in!"
A faint light suddenly appeared, illuminating the many large glass jars on the shelves.
Harry and Ron saw all kinds of disgusting things floating in the tank, and subconsciously felt that it was getting colder here.
Snape closed the door, turned and stared into Harry's wincing eyes,
"Ah—the famous Harry Potter and his good friend Weasley don't think the train is enough fun, so they want to play something more exciting?"
"No, it's the partition at King's Cross, which—"
"Shut up!" Snape turned his cold eyes to Ron, "What the hell did you do to the car?"
Seeing that the two were speechless, he unfolded a newspaper on the desk.
This is an "Evening Prophet", although it is not hot, but it is indeed an hour ago.
"You have been seen."
"Impossible!" Ron was very excited, "We flew out of Surrey before the cloaking device broke!"
"Stupid self-confidence." Snape poked his fingertips at a terrifying title.
"Merlin Apparition?Muggle cars actually fly in the air! "
He flipped through the newspaper, and Gao Sheng read out the content:
"Mr. Al Pembers, who was conducting magic experiments in Surrey, claimed that at noon today he saw a car suddenly appearing over his head and entering the clouds at a very fast speed...
Mr. Bruno Cavett, who lives in London, accidentally caught a flying Muggle car in the clouds when he observed the trajectory of Mars with an alchemy telescope...
Dame Lisa Joy, who taught children how to practice broomsticks in the Scottish Highlands, couldn't believe what she saw and took this precious photo with the camera she always had..."
Snape turned the newspaper over, and showed the motion picture of the car leaving the clouds and entering another at the bottom.
"I recall your father working in the Misuse of Muggle Substances Office?"
He looked down at Ron, "Two sons won the Order of Merlin, and one drove contraband that should have been confiscated.
And that's not all. "The dark eyes full of maliciousness swept towards Harry.
"I was just inspecting the garden and found a particularly valuable Whomping Willow that was badly damaged."
Ron blurted out, "That's because the car suddenly fell! And the damage that tree did to us—"
"Shut up!" Snape sneered regretfully, "It's a pity that you are not students of my college, and I have no right to make the decision to expel you."
He gave a sinister smile, "Wait here, I'm going to find the person who has this pleasant privilege now."
Harry and Ron looked at each other palely.
They all realized the seriousness of the matter.
The glory Fred and George brought to the Weasley family might be wiped out at once.
……
……
When they came out of the secret passage on the fourth floor, they rushed to the auditorium on the first floor.
The tragedy happened.
They came face to face with a grim looking Snape.
"Hey - it's you guys."
"Hello, Professor!" Fred stood obediently.
George took out a small ball from his pocket, "Goodbye, Professor!"
Snape had drawn his wand quickly before it hit the ground.
He held the little ball with a terribly gloomy expression, "Very well, Gryffindor dunk—"
"Severus, the start-of-school banquet hasn't even started yet." McGonagall walked quickly.
She glanced at the twins coldly, and then gave Snape even colder eyes, "You know what the two Mr. Weasleys are doing this for."
Snape gave her the little ball in his hand, "There will be no next time."
There was no disappointment or regret on his expression, he just walked towards the staff table with a stiff face.
McGonagall, who caught the ball, had no intention of returning it, "Gentlemen, dinner—please come to my office after class tomorrow."
The college points were saved, but she didn't plan to let them go.
Fred and George kept their mouths shut until they saw Vincent enter the auditorium.
"Why are you so fast?"
Vincent sat down with a smile and said nothing.
The twins all looked at Hermione.
She put Goo Goo on the long table, and said what happened just now in a low voice.
Snape at the staff table leaned forward slightly.
Thestrals don't resist?
Still let the little bastard Wayne ride on it?
No!Can!can!
He was almost kicked away when he wanted to grab a handful of tail feathers. What's wrong with this little wizard who just entered the second grade!
"Because I have a kind heart." Vincent who was being questioned by the twins casually said a few perfunctory words.
Snape sneered and stopped paying attention to the Gryffindor table.
The bastard is a bit of a bastard, but he is still reliable at critical times.
The brain is quite flexible, and the analysis is also in place.
It's just that everything is not pleasing to the eye, especially the high-profile behavior of riding a Thestral.
After Hermione explained the ins and outs clearly, other students also came to the auditorium.
Percy was the first to enter.
After the students were all seated, he came to Vincent's side.
"how is the situation?"
Hermione was about to repeat it, but Fred and George beat her to it.
"My good brother, Professor Dumbledore has already passed away, maybe they are already on their way back."
Percy looked towards the entrance to the Great Hall and saw Dumbledore a short while later.
There is no one behind him.
"Could it be—"
"Probably not." Vincent squinted as he watched Dumbledore walk towards the staff table.
He came to Snape, bowed his head and said a few words to the other party.
Savior Development Plan 3.0?
When Snape stood up without saying a word, it seemed that this guess was right.
Percy relaxes,
"They violated the school rules. I think Professor Dumbledore must want to take this opportunity to educate them well."
He looked at Fred and George as he said this.
"We're not going to secretly drive Dad's car."
"Ok?"
"Even if it comes, it will definitely not be discovered."
"Don't even think about it!" Percy shook his head and turned back to his place.
Although the "capital crime" can be avoided, the "living crime" cannot be escaped.
Snape walked out of the auditorium with an increasingly "bright" smile on his face.
Not long after the first grade's sorting ceremony started, he finally waited for the two who had arrived late.
"Why isn't Snape up there?"
"Maybe he's sick." Ron said hopefully, "Or maybe the curse has come true."
"Great." Harry leaned against the door, grinning from the bottom of his heart. "I hope he stays sick until the end of the school year."
"Maybe he was fired!" Ron said more and more excitedly, "Think about it, Quirrell was imprisoned in Azkaban, maybe—"
"Maybe he's waiting for you—" a cold voice sounded from behind the two.
"Wait until you tell me why you didn't get on the school bus."
Harry and Ron twisted their necks stiffly.
A black robe that swayed slightly in the night wind, greasy black hair draped over his shoulders, and a big hooked nose with the same sallow complexion.
The gloomy smile and the deep malice in the dark eyes all told the two of them that their current situation was quite bad.
"Come with me." Snape led the trembling Harry and Ron to the ground.
He opened his offices, pointed to the dark interior, "Go in!"
A faint light suddenly appeared, illuminating the many large glass jars on the shelves.
Harry and Ron saw all kinds of disgusting things floating in the tank, and subconsciously felt that it was getting colder here.
Snape closed the door, turned and stared into Harry's wincing eyes,
"Ah—the famous Harry Potter and his good friend Weasley don't think the train is enough fun, so they want to play something more exciting?"
"No, it's the partition at King's Cross, which—"
"Shut up!" Snape turned his cold eyes to Ron, "What the hell did you do to the car?"
Seeing that the two were speechless, he unfolded a newspaper on the desk.
This is an "Evening Prophet", although it is not hot, but it is indeed an hour ago.
"You have been seen."
"Impossible!" Ron was very excited, "We flew out of Surrey before the cloaking device broke!"
"Stupid self-confidence." Snape poked his fingertips at a terrifying title.
"Merlin Apparition?Muggle cars actually fly in the air! "
He flipped through the newspaper, and Gao Sheng read out the content:
"Mr. Al Pembers, who was conducting magic experiments in Surrey, claimed that at noon today he saw a car suddenly appearing over his head and entering the clouds at a very fast speed...
Mr. Bruno Cavett, who lives in London, accidentally caught a flying Muggle car in the clouds when he observed the trajectory of Mars with an alchemy telescope...
Dame Lisa Joy, who taught children how to practice broomsticks in the Scottish Highlands, couldn't believe what she saw and took this precious photo with the camera she always had..."
Snape turned the newspaper over, and showed the motion picture of the car leaving the clouds and entering another at the bottom.
"I recall your father working in the Misuse of Muggle Substances Office?"
He looked down at Ron, "Two sons won the Order of Merlin, and one drove contraband that should have been confiscated.
And that's not all. "The dark eyes full of maliciousness swept towards Harry.
"I was just inspecting the garden and found a particularly valuable Whomping Willow that was badly damaged."
Ron blurted out, "That's because the car suddenly fell! And the damage that tree did to us—"
"Shut up!" Snape sneered regretfully, "It's a pity that you are not students of my college, and I have no right to make the decision to expel you."
He gave a sinister smile, "Wait here, I'm going to find the person who has this pleasant privilege now."
Harry and Ron looked at each other palely.
They all realized the seriousness of the matter.
The glory Fred and George brought to the Weasley family might be wiped out at once.
……
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