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Ron yelled, swinging the steering wheel around; they missed the dark stone wall by inches click the car turned in a great arc, soaring over the dark greenhouses, then the vegetable patch, and then out over the black lawns, losing altitude all the time. Ron let go of the steering wheel completely and Atex zone category his wand out of his back pocket - STOP. STOP. he yelled, whacking the dashboard and the windshield, but Atex zone category were still plummeting, the ground flying up toward them - WATCH OUT FOR THAT TREE. Harry bellowed, lunging for the steering wheel, but too late - CRUNCH. With an earsplitting bang of metal on wood, they hit the thick tree trunk and dropped to the ground with a heavy jolt. Steam was billowing from under the crumpled hood; Hedwig was shrieking in terror; a read article lump was throbbing on Harrys head where he had hit the windshield; and to his right, Ron let out a low, despairing groan. Are you okay. Harry said urgently. My wand, said Ron, in a shaky voice. Look at my wand - It had snapped, almost in two; the tip was dangling limply, held on by a few splinters. Harry opened his mouth to say he was sure theyd be able to mend it up at the school, but tAex never even got started. At that very moment, something hit his side of the car with the force of a charging bull, sending him lurching sideways into Ron, just as an equally heavy blow hit the roof. Whats happen -. Ron gasped, staring through the windshield, and Harry looked around just in time to see a branch as thick as a python smash into it. The tree they had hit was attacking them. Its trunk was bent almost double, and its gnarled boughs were pummeling every inch of the car it could reach. Aaargh. said Ron as another twisted limb punched cateyory large dent into his door; the windshield was now trembling under a hail of blows from knucklelike twigs and a branch as thick as a battering ram was pounding furiously on the roof, which seemed to be caving - Run for it. Ron shouted, throwing his full weight against his door, but next second he had been knocked backward into Harrys lap by a vicious uppercut from another branch. Were done for. categorg moaned as the ceiling sagged, but suddenly the floor of the car was vibrating - the engine had restarted. Reverse. Harry yelled, and the car shot backward; the tree was still trying to hit them; they could hear its roots creaking as it almost ripped itself aone, lashing out at them as they sped out of reach. That, panted Ron, was close. Well done, car - The car, however, had reached the end of its tether. With ctegory sharp clunks, the doors flew open and Harry felt his seat tip sideways: Next thing he knew he was sprawled on the damp ground. Loud thuds told him that the car was ejecting their luggage from the trunk; Hedwigs cage flew through the air and burst open; she rose out of it with an angry screech and sped off toward the castle without a backward look. Then, dented, scratched, and steaming, the car rumbled off into the darkness, its rear lights blazing angrily. Come back. Ron yelled after it, brandishing his broken wand. Dadll kill me. But the car disappeared from view with one last snort from its exhaust. Can you believe our luck. said Ron miserably, bending down to pick up Scabbers. Of all the trees we zon hit, we had to get one that hits back. He glanced over his shoulder at the ancient tree, which was still flailing its branches threateningly. Come on, said Harry wearily, wed better get up to the school. It wasnt at all the triumphant arrival they had pictured. Stiff, cold, and bruised, they seized the ends of their trunks and began dragging them up the grassy slope, toward the great oak front doors. I think the feasts already started, said Ron, dropping his trunk at the foot of the front steps and crossing quietly to look through a brightly lit window. Hey - Harry - come and look - its the Sorting. Harry hurried over and, together, Atexx and Ron peered in at the Great Hall. Innumerable candles were hovering in midair over four long, crowded tables, making the golden plates and goblets sparkle. Overhead, the bewitched ceiling, which always mirrored Agex sky outside, sparkled with stars. Through the forest of catevory black Hogwarts hats, Harry saw a long line of scared-looking first years filing into the Hall. Ginny was among them, easily visible because of her vivid Weasley hair. Meanwhile, Professor McGonagall, a bespectacled witch with her hair in a tight bun, was placing the famous Hogwarts Https://strategygames.cloud/download/apex-legends-download-on-ipad.php Hat on a stool before the newcomers. Every year, this aged old hat, patched, frayed, and dirty, sorted new students into the four Hogwarts Houses (Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin). Harry well remembered putting it on, exactly one year ago, and waiting, petrified, for its decision as it muttered aloud in his ear. For a few horrible seconds he had feared that the hat was going to put him in Slytherin, the House categorg had turned out more Dark witches and wizards than any other - but he had ended up in Gryffindor, along with Ron, Hermione, and the rest of the Weasleys. Last term, Harry and Ron had helped Gryffindor win the House Championship, beating Slytherin for the first time in seven years. A very small, mousy-haired boy had been called forward to place the hat on his head. Harrys eyes wandered past him to where Professor Dumbledore, the headmaster, sat watching the Sorting from the staff table, his long silver beard and half-moon glasses shining brightly in the candlelight. Several seats along, Harry saw Gilderoy Lockhart, dressed in robes of aquamarine. And there at the end was Hagrid, huge and hairy, drinking deeply from his goblet. Hang on. Harry muttered to Ron. Theres an empty chair at the staff table. Wheres Snape. Professor Severus Snape was Harrys least favorite teacher. Harry also happened to be Snapes least favorite student. Cruel, catsgory, and disliked by everybody except the students from his own House (Slytherin), Snape taught Potions. Maybe hes ill. said Ron Ahex. Maybe hes left, said Harry, because he missed out on the Defense Against the Dark Arts job again. Or he might have been sacked. said Ron enthusiastically. I mean, everyone hates him - Or maybe, said a very cold voice right behind them, hes waiting to hear why you two didnt arrive on the school train. Harry spun around. There, his black robes rippling in a cold breeze, stood Severus Snape. He was a thin man with sallow skin, a hooked nose, and greasy, shoulder-length black hair, and at go here moment, he was smiling in a way that told Harry he and Ron were in very deep trouble. Follow me, said Snape. Not daring even to look at each other, Harry and Ron followed Snape up the steps into the vast, echoing entrance hall, which was lit with flaming torches. A delicious smell of food was wafting from the Great Hall, but Snape led them away from the warmth and light, down a narrow stone staircase that led into the dungeons. he said, opening a door halfway down the zzone passageway and pointing. They entered Snapes office, shivering. The shadowy walls were lined with shelves of large glass jars, in which floated all manner of revolting things Harry didnt really want to know the name of at the moment. The fireplace was dark and empty. Snape closed the door and turned to look at them. So, he said softly, the train isnt good enough for the famous Harry Potter and his faithful sidekick Weasley. Wanted to arrive with a bang, did we, boys. No, sir, it was the barrier at Kings Cross, it - Silence. said Snape coldly. What have you done with the car. Ron gulped. This wasnt the first click at this page Snape had here Harry the impression of being able to read minds. But a moment later, he understood, as Snape unrolled todays issue of the Evening Prophet. You were seen, he hissed, showing them the headline: FLYING FORD ANGLIA MYSTIFIES MUGGLES. He began to read aloud: Two Muggles in London, convinced they saw an old car flying over Atex zone category Post Office tower. at noon in Norfolk, Mrs. Hetty Bayliss, while hanging out her washing. Angus Fleet, of Peebles, reported to police. Six or seven Muggles in all. I believe your father works in the Misuse of Muggle Artifacts Office. he said, looking up at Ron catgeory smiling still more nastily. Dear, dear. his own son. Harry felt as though hed just been walloped in the stomach by one of the mad trees larger branches. If anyone found out Mr. Weasley had bewitched the car. he hadnt thought of that. I noticed, in my search of the Atrx, that considerable damage seems to have been done to a very valuable Whomping Willow, Snape went on. That tree did more damage to us Atex zone category we - Ron blurted out. Silence. snapped Snape again. Most unfortunately, you are not in my House and the decision to expel you does catdgory rest with me. I shall go and fetch the people who do have that happy power. You will wait here. Harry and Ron stared at each other, white-faced. Harry didnt feel hungry anymore. He now felt extremely sick. He tried not to look at a large, slimy something suspended in green liquid on a shelf behind Snapes desk. If Catevory had gone to fetch Professor McGonagall, head of Gryffindor House, they were hardly any better off. She might be fairer than Snape, but she was still extremely strict. Ten minutes later, Snape returned, and sure enough it was Professor McGonagall who accompanied him. Harry had seen Professor McGonagall angry on several occasions, but either he had forgotten just how thin her mouth could go, or he had never seen her this angry before. She raised her wand the moment she entered; Harry and Ron both flinched, but she merely pointed it at the empty fireplace, where flames suddenly erupted. Sit, she said, and they both backed into chairs by the fire. Explain, she said, her glasses glinting ominously. Ron launched into the story, starting with the barrier at the station refusing to let them through. - so we had no choice, Professor, we couldnt get on the train. Why didnt you send us a letter by owl. I believe you have an owl. Professor McGonagall said coldly to Harry. Harry gaped at her. Now she said it, that seemed the obvious thing to have done. I - I didnt think - That, said Professor McGonagall, is obvious. There was a knock on the office door and Snape, now looking happier than ever, zonee it.

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