This is what Ravenclaw looks like.

Although there was a paranoid speculation that something strange was involved, no one cared - the Ministry of Magic needed this excuse more than the school.

Of course, there are a lot of excuses that can be put forward, but no matter what, it cannot get around the fact that Harry Potter violated the Statute of Secrecy and made Minister Fudge very uncomfortable.

This may even be understood as political persecution and conspiracy - no joke, for example, an outrageous magazine like The Quibbler might say that Fudge deliberately imprisoned Harry in the car and so on...

What's more, it will be said that Fudge is settling accounts with the previous ministerial era - everyone knows how Minister Millicent Barno, the previous Minister of Magic, was re-elected for ten years. If you dare to settle accounts with Harry Potter today, you can't say what you want to do tomorrow.

In short, Harry Potter is a huge trouble. Unless he directly threatens Minister Fudge's position, if Harry Potter really casts a spell, the Ministry of Magic will pinch its nose and say that it was a regrettable accident and had nothing to do with Harry himself.

As for the school, Andrew sighed.

It is true that today is the first day of school - but if you don't get on the train to go back to school, the school doesn't even have the right to punish you, because strictly speaking, not getting on the train is considered off-campus, and the first violation of a minor is a warning letter from the Ministry of Magic!

'I want to hit someone... I want them to clean the toilet...'

After calculating the accounts, Andrew even had the urge to tell Professor McGonagall - the inference just now was completely wrong, those two people did it on purpose, they should be arrested and put in detention!

But it was useless, Professor McGonagall had already gone to find Dumbledore, and he was in charge of writing a letter to the Ministry of Magic to write down his inference.

Trying hard to suppress the urge to hit someone, Andrew formally wrote the official document, and then prepared to let Professor McGonagall review it before sending it to the Ministry of Magic. After all, this official document is too formal and it is a situation that one person on duty cannot handle.

After confirming that there are no grammatical loopholes again, Andrew walked towards Dumbledore's office with the letter - this is an expedited document and must be reviewed and delivered quickly.

——

"Manipulated?"

Dumbledore examined the letter drafted by Andrew, was silent for a moment, and nodded, "Just send it over like this, otherwise Arthur may have to take responsibility. Although he is indeed wrong in this matter, he cannot take all the responsibility."

"I will go to Arthur's house now. If the other party is really involved, there will always be traces left."

Really?

Andrew was shocked without expression.

It seems that he didn't think it through. Harry Potter's influence on Dumbledore is not small at all... simply

But no matter what...what needs to be dealt with must be dealt with.

"When they return to school, should they be taken directly to detention?"

Andrew asked in a low voice.

"Well, but be careful to control Ron Weasley first, and then take him to detention. You are responsible, Taylor."

Professor McGonagall nodded without hesitation, "If there is a problem with Albus's test, you go to Professor Snape to get a dose of truth serum."

Ah?

Andrew was stunned, and then responded decisively.

"Yes, Professor."

——

"There is a problem. Someone has cast a spell on some things, causing the owner of the things to forget it when packing, and then remember it on the way. It is a typical trap spell."

In the Burrow, Dumbledore looked at the placement of the things that were pointed out before going back on the road, and said his judgment very confidently.

"Except for the diary...that diary is really forgotten."

Dumbledore's eyes became subtle, but were soon washed away by a wave of sadness.

He shook his head and stopped thinking about the girl who was just old enough to go to Hogwarts, and focused all his attention on the hidden caster.

"So, someone is deliberately blocking us?"

Mrs. Weasley looked a little excited. She was still worried about her son in heaven and her husband who was introspecting in the office, but it was someone else who did it?

"No doubt, they deliberately delayed you in the Burrow for a long enough time, and then cast a spell to block the passage at the right time. I have to go to the station to check..."

——

"Immediately control Ron Weasley after arriving at school, and prepare the truth serum."

When the owl with Dumbledore's note flew to the office, Andrew was in a bad mood.

Is he a jinx?

Did someone really use magic to delay everyone's steps and then close the entrance to the passage?

Is it fake?

"According to the plan, get ready, Taylor. The Ministry of Magic has sent people to follow along the way to ensure that the car will be fine before returning to school-but its performance is too good, and the brooms of the Ministry can't surpass it."

Riding a flying broom to chase the car...it's really a bit embarrassing...

Andrew shook his head, prayed for the Ministry of Magic staff, and then started to go to the underground classroom.

——

"The speed control system of that car seems to be broken, Professor. I'm afraid we need to shut down some of the protection to prevent it from being smashed."

Andrew took the message from the Ministry of Magic and trotted into the office-he didn't know whether it was braked, but the letter said so.

Damn-what kind of flying magic did the owl use?

"I'll shut it down, you go find Madam Pomfrey and prepare for treatment."

Professor McGonagall was also a little anxious, "From now on, everything will be left to you to handle. The freshman sorting is about to begin, and I have to deal with this matter."

"I will, Professor."

Andrew was very serious.

Just as the outside world began to sort the houses, Andrew was finally able to see the flying car that had been mentioned many times.

'Even Dean Snape didn't go to the sorting house, but came here instead. It's not unfair for you to clean the toilet today. '

Under everyone's attention, the obvious flying car approached the school, successfully slowed down and turned in front of the wall, and then rushed straight to the old greenhouse to attack.

"Over there!"

Andrew took the lead and ran.

——

"We are saved, it actually left us behind!"

Ron didn't even have time to feel sorry for his broken wand. He waved it and started shouting at his car, "Come back, Dad will kill me!"

'Come back! It's pretty good..."

Andrew waved his wand, and the rope he carried with him began to extend rapidly, wrapping around Ron Weasley, but Professor Snape's spell was much faster than his Transfiguration.

A red light appeared, and Ron fell to the ground just as Andrew's rope passed by.

"Don't move."

Andrew pointed his wand at Harry, and the rope controlled by Transfiguration was already lurking under Harry's feet.

"We just arrived at the school!"

"Don't move, he is controlled, wait for us to check!"

Andrew's vicious voice reached Harry's ears.