Ai Wen didn't worry at all about whether he would be fired.
This is the benefit of knowing the plot, unless Voldemort sneaks into Hogwarts disguised as Dumbledore. Otherwise, nothing will happen to them, and even points will not be deducted.
But seeing Snape standing aside with a sullen face, Ivan knew that his hatred in the other party's heart must have reached 100%, which is indeed a pity.
In fact, he was very interested in both Professor Snape himself and the subject of Potions. But judging from the current situation, as long as he continued to hang out with Harry, he would be classified as a hostile camp by Snape.
Just as Ivan was thinking about how to get along with Snape, Professor Dumbledore walked in.
Ivan immediately looked curiously at the greatest white wizard of his generation, the headmaster of Hogwarts, an old man with long flowing silver-white hair and a beard.
I have to admit that Dumbledore's temperament is very prominent.
However, his expression at this time was unusually serious, looking down at them along the bridge of his crooked nose, a pair of sharp and bright blue eyes filled with silent reproach.
"Please explain why you did this?"
Facing Dumbledore's gaze, Harry and Ron paled, as if they had been hit by the Whomping Willow.
Looking down at his knees, Harry recounted everything. He was very detailed, but he didn't mention that the car belonged to Mr. Weasley, as if the three of them were in a dirty London street and happened to find a flying car.
Ivan is sure that Dumbledore will see through it at a glance.
He paid attention to Dumbledore's expression, and then he saw that the other party blinked at him suddenly. Ai Wen hurriedly lowered his head, only to realize that his performance was too relaxed, and he didn't look like he just got into trouble at all.
"Professor, you can't expel Ivan, he had already persuaded us to use Hedwig to deliver letters to the school." Harry concluded pitifully, "It's all my fault, I pulled him into the car."
"And me, I started the car." Ron said desperately, "This matter has nothing to do with Ivan, let's go get things now."
"What are you talking about, Weasley?" cried Professor McGonagall.
"We got fired, didn't we?" said Ron.
"Not today, Mr. Weasley," said Dumbledore, "but I must make you feel the seriousness of my actions, and I will write to your families tonight. I must also warn you that if there is any more such behavior , I can only fire you."
Snape's expression was as if he had heard that Christmas had been cancelled. He cleared his throat and said, "Professor Dumbledore, these three students have ignored the law restricting the use of magic by underage wizards, and made a serious attack on a precious tree. Ancient trees have caused serious damage, and acts of this nature, rightfully so... …”
"Not exactly, Severus, I think you heard what Harry said just now, this matter has nothing to do with Mr. Mason!" Dumbledore said calmly, "As for the two of them, let McGonagall It is up to the professor to decide their punishment, they are students in her academy after all, and she should be responsible."
"I have to go back to the banquet, Minerva." He turned to Professor McGonagall. "Mr. Mason is going to be sorted, and I have a few announcements to make."
"But, Professor!" Snape continued unwillingly.
"Come on, Severus, there's a custard flan that looks good, I'd like to try it."
Ivan followed the two of them to the auditorium, Dumbledore went up and said a few words, and the originally noisy auditorium suddenly became extremely quiet.
Everyone stopped what they were doing, turned their eyes to Ivan who was standing under the teacher's seat, and looked sideways, hoping to see his appearance clearly.
Aiwen swallowed, his palms were full of sweat. This feeling of being watched by everyone is very bad, as if he has become a cherished animal, surrounded by people watching in the zoo, he can hear a suppressed discussion coming from around him.
"Look, it's the boy who disappeared just now!"
"Oh my god, he's covered in blood. Could it be that he just finished fighting the troll?"
"How is it possible, you didn't read today's "Daily Prophet", he came to school with Harry Potter in a flying car."
"A flying car, that's pretty cool!"
"Also, I just eavesdropped on the discussion of the ghosts. They ran into the Whomping Willow."
The discussion was still going on, but Ivan was not in the mood to listen to what they had to say. He saw Professor Snape take out the sorting hat and walk to the high chair in the middle.
"Ewen Mason!" Snape said sullenly.
Because Professor McGonagall hadn't come back yet, he had to take over from her to preside over the sorting ceremony. He pressed the wizard hat on Ivan's head hard.
In the next second, all the surrounding sounds disappeared.
"Aha!" Aiwen heard a small, sharp voice, "A late freshman, you can tell, very smart, very talented, and not a bad heart, you should go to Ravenclaw, in There, the brightest minds tend to be the most promising."
Ivan nodded, Ravenclaw, this is a good choice.
I heard that their college has its own library, which contains many books that are not published to the public, which can help me learn quickly. And Ivan also knows that Ms. Rowena Ravenclaw has in-depth research on soul magic, and there may be notes left by her there, which are very helpful in fighting Voldemort.
"However, I just heard about you." The sorting hat continued to wriggle on Ivan's head, "I've been there for many years, and I haven't seen any freshman enter school in such an impressive way, very Have courage, I think Gryffindor might suit you better."
Before Ivan could express his opinion, the sorting hat on his head screamed loudly, "Gryffindor!"
Taking off the sorting hat, Ivan saw Snape glaring at him fiercely.
He couldn't remember how he got to the Gryffindor table, but he heard cheers as loud as thunder, as if he had become a triumphant hero.
"It's great!" A dark-skinned boy stood up and shook hands with himself. Ivan recognized him as his friend Li Qiaodan from the twins. People will talk about it for years!"
"Good job!" The Gryffindor table entered into a festive and cheerful atmosphere, and senior students that Ivan had never seen before came to shake hands with him.
After a few seconds, Fred and George pressed forward and asked together, "Why didn't you call us back?"
Aiwen didn't know how to answer, but fortunately they were pushed away by others, and he saw a thin, gray-haired boy looking at himself with a Muggle camera.
"Hello, Ai, Aiwen, I, my name is Colin Creevey, and I am a freshman this year just like you." Colin said timidly, short of breath, "I heard that you and Harry Potter were riding in a car together. It's so cool to come to school, can I take a picture of you?"
He held the camera and looked at Ivan expectantly.
"no problem!"
However, before Ivan could pose, the person in front of him was replaced by Hermione. She looked as unhappy as Percy in the distance.
"It's ridiculous, why didn't you take the school train." Hermione's tone was almost as severe as that of Professor McGonagall, "Or, did you really fly here?"
"Yes, Hermione!" Ivan nodded cautiously.
"My God, how dare you..." Hermione began to complain.
Fortunately, it didn't last long, and the person next to Ivan was replaced by Ginny, which made him heaving a sigh of relief.
"Ginny, you're not here to tell me like Hermione, are you?"
"Don't blame Hermione, she didn't see you on the train, she was so anxious!" Ginny asked worriedly, "Where are Ron and Harry, how are they doing?"
"They're very good." Ivan will take a pudding from the plate in front of him, "I'll tell you later, let me eat something first, you know, I haven't had anything since noon eat."
However, before he stuffed the pudding into his mouth, all the food on the plate in front of him disappeared completely, as if it had never appeared before, and the banquet was over.
"Oh, no!" Ivan collapsed on the chair weakly.