Chapter 141 Hitting the muzzle of a gun abruptly
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Jing Shen Tian Si
After a loud crackling noise, all the windows of the Ford car were shattered, the body was full of whip marks, and what was even more exaggerated was that the roof also had a deep dent.
The two people in the car shouted in panic, but this could not stop the attack of the Whomping Willow.
Branches like battering rams crashed from the back of the car, pierced from the back seat to the front row, and brushed against the ears of the two of them. At the same time, countless branches as thick as fingers also fell like hail.
The Ford car was bruised and crumbling in the stormy attack, and was soon pulled down by a thick branch.
Bang!
The half-abandoned car fell to the ground, and before the two could breathe a sigh of relief, the low growl of the Whomping Willow sounded like a bleak autumn wind.
I saw that the huge trunk and all the branches were bent into a bow shape, and several tips that were bigger 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 seeing them being crushed into meatloaf.
At a critical moment, the bottom of the car suddenly vibrated and the engine restarted.
A gleam flashed in Harry's eyes, and he immediately shouted, "Drive!"
Ron stepped on the accelerator, and amidst a roar, the car sped forward rapidly.
Just two seconds after they left, half of the Whomping Willow fell down, causing the ground to shake slightly.
call!
The car stopped in an open space, and the two of them looked at each other, and both breathed a sigh of relief, thankful in their hearts that they had saved their lives.
However, at this time, the door of the car opened automatically and the two were thrown out.
And opened the trunk, and ejected their suitcases and two pets together.
But generally speaking, it is more humane, because their pet owl Hedwig and mouse Scabbers just landed on their hands and did not suffer any injuries.
After clearing everything out, the car closed the doors and trunk, and drove through the gate of the castle in the night, dragging its bruises all over.
"My car." Ron yelled, put down the pet in his hand, and chased after it with Harry.
But they really couldn't catch up with four wheels with only two legs, and finally they watched the car drive into the Forbidden Forest.
"My dad will definitely kill me." Ron said weakly.
Harry gave him a sympathetic look, and didn't know how to comfort him, "Don't worry about it so much, 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 warden, let him help you find it! "
"That's the only way to go." Ron smiled wryly.
The two carefully walked around the huge willow tree that could hit people, and put their suitcases and pets on the steps where these things were piled up.
Then, dragging his exhausted body, he quietly walked outside the auditorium, watching the new students' sorting ceremony quietly through the window.
It's not that they don't want to go in and have a close look, but that their outfits are a bit out of place.
Except for the principal, professors, and staff on the teacher's bench, all the students were wearing black wizard robes, but they were all in casual clothes. Coupled with these moderate injuries caused by the Whomping Willow, they were placed on the human body. The pile is not usually conspicuous.
Fortunately, Ginny hadn't started sorting yet. Although the two of them were not in the auditorium, they didn't miss this special moment.
However, the hearts of the two are obviously relatively large, and some people in the auditorium have already discovered the abnormality.
Aaron looked at Professor Snape who was constantly searching for something on the teacher's bench, and a wry smile appeared on his face, why did he forget him?
Their head of Slytherin's sense of Harry Potter is not generally complicated, 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 set his eyes on the long table in Gryffindor, his pupils couldn't help but dilated, "Look, Harry Potter Tate and Ron Weasley don't seem to be here."
"No way!" Aaron said pretendingly, "Could it be that they have come, but you didn't see it?"
Draco froze for a moment, and looked around the long table in Gryffindor suspiciously. Now he was [-]% sure that Harry and Ron were absent.
"They just didn't come." Draco said a little excitedly, "Do you want to tell Professor Snape? He will be very happy to know the news."
"Don't..." Aaron was about to persuade him not to do anything at this time, when he accidentally caught Snape's eyes on the teacher's table.
Feeling the sharp gaze, Aaron's heart skipped a beat, and he hastily turned his face away.
But a few seconds later, when he looked up, Snape was still looking at him, and to his surprise, Snape glanced at the empty seat in Gryffindor, as if asking: Do you know where are they
What the hell!
Knowing is knowing, but can this kind of thing be admitted?Obviously not!
After admitting it, what should I say, Harry and the others 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.
In this regard, Snape frowned slightly, but soon a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he glanced at the window.
Aaron turned around subconsciously and saw two furtive heads lying on it, speechless for a moment.
These two babies can't be saved, this is a gunshot wound.
Snape smiled meaningfully, and instead of paying attention to the sorting ceremony, he retreated through the side door without any trace.
"This is sad."
"What did you say?" Draco asked.
"I said someone is going to be unlucky." Aaron replied flatly, "This is the first day of school, but it is not an ordinary stimulus for some people."
"So... what do you mean?"
Aaron patted him on the shoulder and smiled: "Good thing, 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 on why he was not there. From being ill to resigning to being fired, the more they talked, the more excited they were.
Snape Severus is not only the dean of Slytherin, but also their most hated professor, bar none.
Naturally, they would not arrange any good ideas for his absence.
But neither of them noticed that there was a figure getting closer behind them.
Hearing these two Gryffindors' malicious guesses about him, Snape's mood was very calm, but his face turned dark and scary.
"Maybe, he's waiting to hear from you why he didn't come by the school bus."
Harry and Ron froze for a moment, then shivered uncontrollably.
The two turned around tacitly, and saw the black robe shaking in the cool wind, followed by a familiar face, but at the moment that face was full of playful sneers.
"You two, do you have anything to say?"
"Professor, I, we..." Harry hesitated, and was about to say something when Snape interrupted him.
"Come with me, go to my office, let's have a good chat." Snape said softly, his tone was very gentle, but it sounded very cold to the two of them.
Harry and Ron followed Snape closely and came to his office.
This was the first time they visited Snape's office. It was filled with all kinds of bottles and jars, and the atmosphere was particularly depressing under the dim light.
"Come on, let's have a look!" Snape meaningfully took out a newspaper from the Evening Prophet from the drawer, on which was a Ford that shuttled through the clouds.
"Our famous Mr. Harry Potter and his friend Ron Weasley don't think train rides are enough fun and want to have fun, don't they?
It's amazing, if it wasn't for a wizard who happened to take a photo while doing business, you would have been hidden by you.
Do you know that he received two hundred Galleons from the Prophet newspaper for this photo. I am envious of the speed at which he makes money. "
"Professor, we..."
"Quiet." Snape snapped, "Actually, when I saw this newspaper, I knew you would definitely come over tonight.
But at the same time, I feel particularly puzzled. Someone has explained the situation to Dumbledore. You can go back to school tomorrow. Why do you have to drive here?
Do you know the consequences of doing so?
It's a good thing no Muggles found you, otherwise things would have been more serious.
Oh, by the way, I seem to have seen a magical plant injured just now, it must have been done by you! "
"Professor, that was an accident." Harry said nervously.
"That tree hurt us a little more," said Ron.
"Shut up, that tree is older than you all, and its name is the Whomping Willow.
If Professor Sprout saw that it was injured, he would wear a bandage overnight to heal it. "
"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 said with a sneer: "Actually, you should be most grateful that you are not students of Slytherin House, otherwise I will immediately fire you.
Now I'm going to find someone who really has this right. I believe Professor McGonagall will be very surprised to see you, so stay here and don't move around. "
The two people in the car shouted in panic, but this could not stop the attack of the Whomping Willow.
Branches like battering rams crashed from the back of the car, pierced from the back seat to the front row, and brushed against the ears of the two of them. At the same time, countless branches as thick as fingers also fell like hail.
The Ford car was bruised and crumbling in the stormy attack, and was soon pulled down by a thick branch.
Bang!
The half-abandoned car fell to the ground, and before the two could breathe a sigh of relief, the low growl of the Whomping Willow sounded like a bleak autumn wind.
I saw that the huge trunk and all the branches were bent into a bow shape, and several tips that were bigger 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 seeing them being crushed into meatloaf.
At a critical moment, the bottom of the car suddenly vibrated and the engine restarted.
A gleam flashed in Harry's eyes, and he immediately shouted, "Drive!"
Ron stepped on the accelerator, and amidst a roar, the car sped forward rapidly.
Just two seconds after they left, half of the Whomping Willow fell down, causing the ground to shake slightly.
call!
The car stopped in an open space, and the two of them looked at each other, and both breathed a sigh of relief, thankful in their hearts that they had saved their lives.
However, at this time, the door of the car opened automatically and the two were thrown out.
And opened the trunk, and ejected their suitcases and two pets together.
But generally speaking, it is more humane, because their pet owl Hedwig and mouse Scabbers just landed on their hands and did not suffer any injuries.
After clearing everything out, the car closed the doors and trunk, and drove through the gate of the castle in the night, dragging its bruises all over.
"My car." Ron yelled, put down the pet in his hand, and chased after it with Harry.
But they really couldn't catch up with four wheels with only two legs, and finally they watched the car drive into the Forbidden Forest.
"My dad will definitely kill me." Ron said weakly.
Harry gave him a sympathetic look, and didn't know how to comfort him, "Don't worry about it so much, 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 warden, let him help you find it! "
"That's the only way to go." Ron smiled wryly.
The two carefully walked around the huge willow tree that could hit people, and put their suitcases and pets on the steps where these things were piled up.
Then, dragging his exhausted body, he quietly walked outside the auditorium, watching the new students' sorting ceremony quietly through the window.
It's not that they don't want to go in and have a close look, but that their outfits are a bit out of place.
Except for the principal, professors, and staff on the teacher's bench, all the students were wearing black wizard robes, but they were all in casual clothes. Coupled with these moderate injuries caused by the Whomping Willow, they were placed on the human body. The pile is not usually conspicuous.
Fortunately, Ginny hadn't started sorting yet. Although the two of them were not in the auditorium, they didn't miss this special moment.
However, the hearts of the two are obviously relatively large, and some people in the auditorium have already discovered the abnormality.
Aaron looked at Professor Snape who was constantly searching for something on the teacher's bench, and a wry smile appeared on his face, why did he forget him?
Their head of Slytherin's sense of Harry Potter is not generally complicated, 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 set his eyes on the long table in Gryffindor, his pupils couldn't help but dilated, "Look, Harry Potter Tate and Ron Weasley don't seem to be here."
"No way!" Aaron said pretendingly, "Could it be that they have come, but you didn't see it?"
Draco froze for a moment, and looked around the long table in Gryffindor suspiciously. Now he was [-]% sure that Harry and Ron were absent.
"They just didn't come." Draco said a little excitedly, "Do you want to tell Professor Snape? He will be very happy to know the news."
"Don't..." Aaron was about to persuade him not to do anything at this time, when he accidentally caught Snape's eyes on the teacher's table.
Feeling the sharp gaze, Aaron's heart skipped a beat, and he hastily turned his face away.
But a few seconds later, when he looked up, Snape was still looking at him, and to his surprise, Snape glanced at the empty seat in Gryffindor, as if asking: Do you know where are they
What the hell!
Knowing is knowing, but can this kind of thing be admitted?Obviously not!
After admitting it, what should I say, Harry and the others 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.
In this regard, Snape frowned slightly, but soon a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he glanced at the window.
Aaron turned around subconsciously and saw two furtive heads lying on it, speechless for a moment.
These two babies can't be saved, this is a gunshot wound.
Snape smiled meaningfully, and instead of paying attention to the sorting ceremony, he retreated through the side door without any trace.
"This is sad."
"What did you say?" Draco asked.
"I said someone is going to be unlucky." Aaron replied flatly, "This is the first day of school, but it is not an ordinary stimulus for some people."
"So... what do you mean?"
Aaron patted him on the shoulder and smiled: "Good thing, 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 on why he was not there. From being ill to resigning to being fired, the more they talked, the more excited they were.
Snape Severus is not only the dean of Slytherin, but also their most hated professor, bar none.
Naturally, they would not arrange any good ideas for his absence.
But neither of them noticed that there was a figure getting closer behind them.
Hearing these two Gryffindors' malicious guesses about him, Snape's mood was very calm, but his face turned dark and scary.
"Maybe, he's waiting to hear from you why he didn't come by the school bus."
Harry and Ron froze for a moment, then shivered uncontrollably.
The two turned around tacitly, and saw the black robe shaking in the cool wind, followed by a familiar face, but at the moment that face was full of playful sneers.
"You two, do you have anything to say?"
"Professor, I, we..." Harry hesitated, and was about to say something when Snape interrupted him.
"Come with me, go to my office, let's have a good chat." Snape said softly, his tone was very gentle, but it sounded very cold to the two of them.
Harry and Ron followed Snape closely and came to his office.
This was the first time they visited Snape's office. It was filled with all kinds of bottles and jars, and the atmosphere was particularly depressing under the dim light.
"Come on, let's have a look!" Snape meaningfully took out a newspaper from the Evening Prophet from the drawer, on which was a Ford that shuttled through the clouds.
"Our famous Mr. Harry Potter and his friend Ron Weasley don't think train rides are enough fun and want to have fun, don't they?
It's amazing, if it wasn't for a wizard who happened to take a photo while doing business, you would have been hidden by you.
Do you know that he received two hundred Galleons from the Prophet newspaper for this photo. I am envious of the speed at which he makes money. "
"Professor, we..."
"Quiet." Snape snapped, "Actually, when I saw this newspaper, I knew you would definitely come over tonight.
But at the same time, I feel particularly puzzled. Someone has explained the situation to Dumbledore. You can go back to school tomorrow. Why do you have to drive here?
Do you know the consequences of doing so?
It's a good thing no Muggles found you, otherwise things would have been more serious.
Oh, by the way, I seem to have seen a magical plant injured just now, it must have been done by you! "
"Professor, that was an accident." Harry said nervously.
"That tree hurt us a little more," said Ron.
"Shut up, that tree is older than you all, and its name is the Whomping Willow.
If Professor Sprout saw that it was injured, he would wear a bandage overnight to heal it. "
"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 said with a sneer: "Actually, you should be most grateful that you are not students of Slytherin House, otherwise I will immediately fire you.
Now I'm going to find someone who really has this right. I believe Professor McGonagall will be very surprised to see you, so stay here and don't move around. "
