Chapter 140: Watch out for that tree!!

Their pleas were clearly useless.

The car stalled.

The front of the car tilted downward, and they began to fall, heading straight for the Hogwarts wall.

“No!”

Ron screamed in terror.

He turned the steering wheel hard, trying to make the car turn.

Finally, perhaps his sincerity moved the car.

It finally turned and fell toward the garden.

“Watch out for that tree!”

Ron tapped the engine with his wand, trying to restart the car, and hearing Harry’s scream, he became even more anxious.

They even began to beg the heavens.

Give them another chance, perhaps they had other ways to get to Hogwarts.

For example, Darren was also at Hogwarts; if he and Ron hadn't gone, Darren would definitely have asked the Headmaster for help.

And Ron’s three brothers and one sister.

Oh my god!

Why did they have to sit in a crazy car?

But their regret was useless.

Finally.

*Clatter!*

A sound of the car colliding with tree branches reached their ears.

The car smashed hard onto the ground.

Harry’s head hit the car window, resulting in a bump the size of a golf ball.

Ron couldn't say who was more miserable.

Because his wand was broken.

“Mom will definitely kill me…”

Ron said with a bitter face.

Harry just wanted to comfort him, saying that once they got to Hogwarts, they could definitely fix the wand.

But before he could say it, something smashed hard onto the car.

“What’s going on?”

They struggled to sit up and saw from the car window that branches as thick as pythons were smashing onto the car, the roof, the windows, one after another…

Ron and Harry almost thought they were about to die.

However.

The car started with a boom.

“Reverse!”

They shouted in surprise.

The car backed up quickly, and they were overjoyed, watching the branches that still wanted to hit them, almost laughing out loud.

However, at this moment, the car had also reached its limit.

It opened the doors with a bang, and then Harry and Ron were ejected.

By the time the two of them reacted, they were already lying on the grass.

“Bang, bang, bang!”

A few more sounds of heavy objects hitting the ground, and Harry saw their luggage being thrown out as well.

Hedwig flew out of the opened cage.

She angrily flapped a wing over Harry’s head, let out an angry screech, and flew toward the castle without looking back.

As for the car, it was covered in deep dents of all sizes, and it rushed into the depths of the Forbidden Forest, covered in wounds.

“Come back!”

Ron roared.

He waved his wand, which was almost broken in two, wanting to chase the car.

Unfortunately, it just puffed out two clouds of exhaust and disappeared from his sight.

“Can you believe we’re this unlucky?”

Ron said in disbelief.

With so many trees, why did they have to hit that Whomping Willow?

“Let’s go to the castle first…”

Harry got up, exhausted.

This was not at all the victorious landing he had imagined; if Darren saw this, he would probably cry.

They dragged their luggage, cold and hungry, and walked toward the castle.

Finally, they arrived outside the Great Hall.

They looked inside through the crack in the door.

Professor McGonagall was calling out names one by one, placing the Sorting Hat on their heads. “They’re sorting!”

Ron breathed a sigh of relief.

Because he saw Ginny still standing among the first-years; clearly, it wasn't her turn yet.

But what he didn't understand was that Ginny’s face was a mix of fear and worry, anger and nervousness.

Could it be that Fred and the others had scared her?

“I bet Ginny will definitely be sorted into Gryffindor!”

Harry nodded; he was a bit distracted because he was observing the staff table. Lockhart was wearing a flashy green robe and was saying something to Professor Flitwick, whose expression was a bit ugly.

Hagrid was drinking heavily, his face filled with some worry.

And…

Wait.

Dumbledore and Snape were both missing.

Dumbledore was Harry’s Headmaster; he was the greatest white wizard in the world.

Last year, Harry had protected the Sorcerer’s Stone with Darren under this Headmaster’s help…

Yes, he felt that everything he did, the Headmaster knew.

He just let the situation develop to see what decisions he would make.

Harry felt this was a true great man.

As for Snape.

Whenever Harry mentioned him, he thought of his greasy hair, hooked nose, disgusted eyes, and that sarcastic smile every time he saw him.

Last year, Harry once thought Snape was a bad guy.

Until the end, he learned that it was Snape who had been protecting him all along.

Dumbledore also said that Snape had once been saved by his father.

Although that was the case, Harry still didn't like this professor.

He felt that this professor didn't like him either.

“Where did Snape go?”

…

He asked in confusion; at this time, Snape should be sitting at the staff table.

After all, he was the Head of Slytherin.

Speaking of Slytherin, Harry immediately thought of Darren.

He hurriedly looked toward the Slytherin table.

But the Slytherins all had their backs to him, and he didn't know which one was Darren, so he decided to explain everything to Darren tomorrow.

“Sigh, if only Snape would quit!”

Harry sighed.

He was the student Snape hated most, so of course, he hoped Snape would never come back.

“Maybe he’s injured?”

“Maybe he’s late?”

“Or maybe he was fired?”

Harry said excitedly: “Because he deliberately targeted students!”

“Ha, maybe he’s waiting for you two…”

A drawn-out voice sounded behind them.

It was Snape’s voice.

He continued: “Maybe poor Professor Snape is waiting for you two to explain clearly what exactly you have done!”

Harry turned around.

Professor Snape, in his black robes, was standing behind him.

Those eyes were staring at him with murderous intent, as if he would give him a Killing Curse in the next second.

Of course, perhaps it was the wand Snape was gripping tightly that gave him that illusion.

But Harry swore that if killing wasn't against the law, the Professor Snape in front of him would probably grind him to dust!