This Hogwarts isn't normal.

In the second half of the sky above the Black Lake, there were two figures moving at a very fast speed.

They flew forward side by side, as if they were racing.

"What did you say?" Vincent retracted his right hand that was stretched out beside him, "Then why hasn't it exploded yet?"

"I don't know!" Ron in the car slammed on the brakes, but the speed did not slow down at all.

Just now, he and Harry felt unprecedented relaxation. Before they knew it, the tachometer had passed 11,000 revolutions.

But the flying device was normal, except that it could not turn or slow down.

It felt like the car was consciously operating autonomously to avoid the explosion.

Vincent obviously didn't believe this.

Rather than believing that the car had its own ideas, it was better to believe that something was playing tricks in secret.

"Press and hold the radio switch for three seconds to force the flying device to shut down!"

Ron did it immediately, but nothing happened.

"No, it must be broken!"

He slapped the steering wheel hard, "It's over, we will definitely crash into the castle--"

Harry held down his waving hands, "Calm down, Ron!

There is a way to contact Professor Dumbledore on the train, he will definitely not sit idly by."

Ron did not struggle anymore, lowered his hands and placed them on the steering wheel, "Yes, we will be saved--"

With a "click", the steering wheel sank to the left.

He just wanted to hold it, but he could only watch it fall off.

Harry's throat rolled, and he couldn't say anything.

"What's wrong with you?"

"Steering wheel--" Ron's lips trembled, "The steering wheel fell off--"

"What did you say, I can't hear you!" Vincent stroked the long neck of the Night Thestral with his right hand.

It brought the entire carriage, so close that it was almost touching the left side of the car.

"The steering wheel fell off!" Ron said, and then he collapsed on the driver's seat.

"I understand!"

The eyes of the two people in the car were very dull.

They didn't see Vincent, who was a little further away, draw his wand, nor did they see four heads pop out of the carriage.

"The suitcase is flying--"

Ten seconds later, a silver-white suitcase flew from the direction of the castle.

Vincent caught it and took out Grindelwald's magic book from it.

The shock absorber spell was found, but it was not marked as a complete stop.

He closed the book and read the spell loudly under the gaze of the four people behind him.

"Shock absorber speed--"

The shock wave covered the entire car.

No deceleration, no reaction.

Vincent was sure that this spell, which was used for the first time, was successful.

It didn't work as it should, which only meant that the magic used by the person behind the scenes was much stronger than him.

Hogwarts has anti-apparition spells and anti-peeping spells. Wizards have no other way to remotely control the car except to come here in person.

There are many non-wizards with powerful magic.

Among them, there are only two types that can come and go freely.

Phoenixes are not common, but house elves are quite common.

Although Hogwarts happens to have both, they obviously don't do this.

Then, there is only one possibility left.

Vincent tapped the Thestral on the forehead and turned sideways to the four people in the carriage, "Hermione, did Harry write to you about the holidays?"

"Yes, he said there was a house elf--" Hermione suddenly shut up.

She didn't believe it at first, but now she couldn't help but believe it.

The platform suddenly closed, and the car suddenly lost control.

This elf wanted to stop Harry from returning to school, and it seemed to be the culprit that caused the car to lose control.

Further speculation, could he have done the 11,000 transfers?

"He may have been instructed by those people!" Hermione clenched her hands tightly.

"The answer will come out soon." Vincent pointed to the Gryffindor Tower that was getting closer and closer.

He didn't know if Dumbledore could break the elf's magic, but he knew to be prepared for the worst at any time.

"If they really collide, I will cast a shock-absorbing spell on them immediately.

If my magic fails, I will immediately ride on the rogue rabbit."

He took out a bundle of heavy military ropes from his suitcase and tied one end around his waist.

"If even the rogue rabbit is controlled, you must protect it."

Tying the other end tightly to the back of the carriage, Vincent focused his attention on the car next to it.

Five hundred feet,

three hundred feet,

one hundred feet.

Before blinking a few times, the castle was already in front of him.

Before the collision, the car seemed to suddenly brake, and then accelerated to the right.

Vincent breathed a sigh of relief.

Whatever the house elves in the dark wanted to do, it seemed that they had no intention of hurting Harry.

"This direction--"

Before the Black Lake was Hogwarts Castle, and ahead was the Forbidden Forest, which was not clear even with the headlights.

It would be fine if they fell into the centaur's territory, but if they fell into the cave of Aragog's descendants...

"Go back--" He untied the ropes on his body, "We can only pray that old man Merlin can bless them."

The Thestral flew around the castle and landed in front of the open gate with him and the carriage.

"Where are they!" Snape trotted from inside to Dumbledore's side.

"The Forbidden Forest." Vincent got off its back, "Something is preventing Harry from returning to Hogwarts."

Dumbledore put away his habitual smile, "Minerva, you and Severus first stabilize the students' emotions."

"I'll go with you." Snape said firmly.

"I probably know the reason." Dumbledore shook his head slightly at him, "Now is not the time."

"I understand." Snape turned around sharply and walked into the castle without looking back.

Mag nodded to Vincent and the four people who got out of the carriage, then turned and walked towards the castle.

"Professor, I modified that car and it's not easy to control."

Dumbledore knew what this meant.

House elves' magic is indeed very powerful, but if you want to silently control an object as large as a car, you must not be distracted.

He is near Hogwarts and has been discovered by surveillance magic.

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By a small lake in the Forbidden Forest, a small figure slowly emerged in the air.

He has big ears like a bat and big shining eyes like light bulbs.

"Please forgive me, Harry Potter—"

He suddenly half-knelt on the ground, sweat dripping from the worn pillowcase he was wearing.

"Thank you." A voice sounded from beside him.

With a horrified look on his face, he turned around and saw a pair of narrow blue eyes.

"Mr. Albus Dumbledore—"

"It's me." Dumbledore stayed put. "Can we talk?"

Not seeing any movement from him, the house elf in front of him stepped back in horror.

"I won't hurt you-" Dumbledore watched the other party slowly disappear, and the words he wanted to say stopped abruptly.

He closed his eyes, as if feeling something.

Not in the Forbidden Forest, not in Hogwarts.

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