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EnglishVoice Age
Young Adult (18-35)Accents
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the car given nasty wobble. Glancing out of his window, Harry saw the smooth, black, glassy surface of the water a mile below. Ron's knuckles were white on the steering wheel. The car wobbled again. Come on, Ron muttered. They were over the lake. The castle was right ahead. Ron put his foot down. There was a loud clunk, a splutter, and the engine died completely. Oh, said Ron into the silence. The noise of the car dropped. They were falling, gathering speed, heading straight for the solid castle wall. No, Ron yelled, swinging the steering wheel around. They missed the dark stone wall by inches as the car turned into a great arc, soaring over the dark green houses, 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 pulled his wand out of his back pocket. Stop! Stop! He yelled, whacking the dashboard in the windshield. But they 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 trump and dropped to the ground with a heavy jolt. Steam was billowing from under the crumpled hood. Hedwig was shrieking in terror. A golf ball sized lump was throbbing on Harry's 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. But look at my wand. It had snapped almost into the tip was dangling limply, held on by a few splinters.