Hogwarts Shippuden

As time passed, the night slowly fell.

The Hogwarts Express also approached the terminal in Hogsmeade village amid the siege of night.

Amid the screeching of the wheels and the rails, the train slowed down little by little, and finally came to a stop.

The tanks in the sky also appeared on the dark horizon, and both Harry and Ron had seen the top of the high cliff across the lake, the silhouette of the turrets and towers of Hogwarts Castle.

Unbeknownst to the two, however, their tanks were on the verge of losing control.

Generally speaking, the cruising range of a tank is not too high, which is determined by the tonnage of the tank and its crawler-type advance method.

Even if it is transformed into a flying tank, its cruising range will not be much higher than that of the Muggle version.

Because it weighs a full 51 tons, not to mention that it also incorporates a Ford sedan.

Even if it was reduced by nearly three-quarters due to the effect of the floating spell, it was not something that a Nimbus 2000 flying device and some other auxiliary flying magic could carry.

It can carry Harry and Ron two people from outside King's Cross station, and travel hundreds of kilometers to Hogwarts, which is already good.

The Nimbus 2000-built flight engine groaned in pain, and Ron was horrified to find that their car began to shudder and steer a little out of control.

"Help me," Ron coaxed to persuade kindly, and shook the steering wheel gently, "it's almost there, help..."

However to no avail.

The Centurion Star Destroyer was wrapped in a cloud of smoke and charged straight towards the ground.

Kyle, who was rushing back to the castle in the Thestral carriage, looked up and found the out-of-control tank.

He was willing to help, but now that they were in the Hogwarts realm, under the effect of the anti-phantom migration enchantment, he couldn't use the technique of flying thunder god.

And the tank flies so fast, his spells are hard to target.

It's impossible to cast a slowing spell on a tank to slow it down.

Kyle, who was helpless, could only put his hands together and silently prayed to Dumbledore's beloved savior classmate and his hapless friend Ron.

Hope it's gone...

Wrong, I hope people are okay.

Judging from the direction in which they fell, it seemed to be the beating willow beloved by their dean, Professor Sprout.

Kyle prayed one more thing - hope the tree is okay.

With the weight and momentum of the Centurion tank, if it hits the punching willow, there is a high probability that the punching willow will die without a whole corpse.

At that time, Professor Sprout will kill.

Even if the two of them were lucky enough not to die at the hands of Professor Sprout, at their current height and speed...

Although when designing the transformation plan, Kyle considered the situation where the flight device failed and caused a fall, so he added a strong shock-absorbing spell to the tank.

But like this now, the shock-absorbing spell probably doesn't have much effect.

Not to fall to his death, as long as the rescue is timely, he can be cured by lying in Madam Pomfrey's place for ten days and a half months.

Just as the tank shivered and passed over the Black Lake, a roar suddenly sounded from the Black Lake.

"The fifth door, Dumen, open!"

A green magic storm erupted from Hagrid's body instantly.

His eyes widened with anger, standing on the boat crossing the lake, his legs violently exerted force, and the calm lake surface seemed to be detonated by dynamite, and suddenly a huge splash of water exploded.

For a time, the splashing water, like a torrential rain pouring down, splashed on the head of the little wizard who was crossing the lake by boat.

Hagrid leaped high and lunged at the out-of-control tank.

He wanted to intercept the tank, but there was nowhere to use it in the air, so Hagrid could only think of a way to get the two unlucky ghosts out first.

Kyle reached out and pointed, and several stones formed under Hagrid's feet.

Hagrid stomped in the air a few times, and quickly caught up with the rickety tank.

Standing on the tank's turret, he punched open the locked hatch.

Looking at Hagrid, whose beard was standing like a devil, Harry and Ron stayed in the cabin for a while in fright.

"What are you still doing? Come out quickly!" Hagrid shouted.

The two men hurriedly climbed out of the cabin cover along the ladder.

Hagrid clamped one in one hand, kicked it violently, and shot straight towards the ground like a cannonball.

A large piece of soft, inflatable cushion stretched out on the ground, Kyle's Transfiguration.

The air cushion precisely caught Hagrid and the two showy troublemakers tucked under his arm.

At this moment, the tank that was out of control in the air had already brushed past the spire of the castle, passed over the greenhouse and vegetable fields in the dark, and flew over the black lawn outside.

The falling tank flew faster and faster, and with a thunderous momentum, it slammed into the obstacle ahead heavily.

boom!

Even across the distance, Kyle clearly captured a loud bang of metal hitting trees.

Oh shit, it's over.

Most of the beating willow is gone.

When the school anthem is played at the school opening dinner this year, there is a high probability that a tune as happy as the scallion song will not be applicable. Let’s play the Divine Comedy of Carrying the Coffin as last year.

Because Harry and Ron may be killed by Professor Sprout and sent away in a coffin.

At this moment, Professor Sprout was standing in a stunned place not far from the willow, when a branch of the willow rolled to her feet.

She stared blankly at everything in front of her, and there was only a broken pile with uneven fractures left in the beating willow in front of her.

Obviously, this precious willow will not survive.

And the culprit behind all this, a fifty-ton centurion tank, after breaking the beating willow, was still castrated and rushed straight into the forbidden forest in the distance.

After a long time, Professor Sprout came to his senses.

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After a brief pause, Harry suddenly let out a heart-piercing wailing.

"Ron! Our luggage is still in the car!"

Ron, who was in the joy of the rest of his life, was struck by lightning when he heard the words.

"It's over! Then what should we do in class?"

"Don't worry about this, the house elves will help you get it back," Hagrid comforted.

"That's great, I'm still wondering how we're going to have a class without a wand." Harry breathed a sigh of relief.

"Class? I don't think you will continue to stay at Hogwarts for class." A cold voice sounded beside the two of them.

Snape wore his black cloak, which he had not changed in ten thousand years, and walked slowly to the three of them.

The sinister smile on Snape's face now told Harry that he and Ron were in a very bad situation.

Harry and Ron hid behind Hagrid, UU reading www.uukanshu. com didn't even dare to look at Snape.

"Hagrid, leave these two to me."

Hagrid looked confused, and he knew how much trouble Harry and Ron had gotten into.

"Professor Snape, please don't fire the two of them," Hagrid said imploringly.

"It's not up to me," said Snape ruthlessly. "It's up to Professor McGonagall. She's the one who can decide whether Mr. Potter and Mr. Weasley stay."

Harry and Ron looked at each other pale, as was Hagrid.

Although Professor McGonagall was Hagrid's elementary school girl in terms of seniority, Hagrid was equally terrified when he met the extremely strict Professor McGonagall.

It's hard to say whether Professor McGonagall will fire these two little bastards.

"Time to hit the road, Potter, and Weasley."

Snape's voice was as cold as death reaping souls.