The White Lord of Hogwarts

Chapter 16 Flight Lessons and Experience Cards

The flying lesson was taught by Ms. Hooch, who had short gray hair and yellow, eagle-like eyes.It is said that she used to be a member of the professional Quidditch team, and after retiring, she became a flight lesson teacher at Hogwarts.

After everyone had stood up to a broom, Mrs. Hooch began her lesson.

"Broomsticks are not the same as brooms for sweeping. They are alive—Mr. Ollivander said that the wizard chooses the wand and the wand chooses the wizard, and that holds true in the field of flying, my children, Your goal in this class is to get the approval of the broom at your feet."

Love glanced at the broom under his feet. It was worn out and old, with some branches protruding in all directions. Professor Dumbledore was probably the only one older than it in Hogwarts.

"Put your right hand over the handle of the broom and say 'Get up!'" Mrs. Hooch demonstrated, and the broom next to her jumped into her palm.

Mrs. Hooch showed a confident smile: "It's your turn."

Love looked down at the broom at his feet, said "Please" before shouting "Get up!"

It's a pity that his broom only trembled and didn't fly into his hands.He was not alone in this situation, Hermione's broom just rolled on the ground, Neville's broom didn't move at all, and even Ron failed to succeed once.On the contrary, Harry, who had never touched a broomstick before, took the broom into his hand with a soft shout.

An enviable talent.

After seeing Harry's extremely smooth progress, Love couldn't help feeling: the gap between people is sometimes greater than the gap between humans and dogs.

But he also figured out the knack of controlling the broomstick.Love felt that the broom under his feet might really feel his emotions. He hesitated when he summoned it just now, because he was not ready to ride a broom to the sky.Perhaps the broom was aware of the hesitation in his heart, so he didn't respond to him.

He calmed down seriously, and questioned himself, do you want to fly into the sky?

After getting the answer in his heart, he stretched out his hand towards the broom again——

"stand up!"

The broom flew into his hand obediently.

"How did you do it?" Hermione tried several times but failed to "convince" the broom. Seeing that Love succeeded the second time, she was furious and decided to learn from it.

"Convince your heart first, and then use your broom after you have established your conviction—if you think it's the broom, you can use mine."

"Convince my heart?" Hermione yelled the phrase "Get up" after thinking for a moment in silence, and this time she succeeded.

After a while, when most of the students were able to summon the broom, Mrs. Hooch began to show them several ways to ride a broom and how to get on it without sliding off your head.

She walked up and down the line, correcting the students' grip on their brooms.Everyone could hear her criticizing Malfoy's wrong grip all the time, and many people laughed knowingly.

But it also proves that Malfoy has played broomsticks for a long time, because he has developed the wrong muscle memory, so he keeps making mistakes.On the contrary, pure rookies like Love and Harry, as long as the initial movements are standard, there will be no problems.

There are two main ways to ride a broomstick, one is to put the broom between your legs and hold it with both hands.The other is to sit sideways on it, with your hands hanging on your sides and resting on the broom for balance.The second is the posture that witches like, which can effectively prevent exposure and maintain an elegant posture.

Love stood there bored, watching Hermione try to side ride the broom.

"Don't think about it too much, just think of it as a very narrow stool and sit on it. Did you ever sit on a branch when you were a child?"

"No." Hermione replied bluntly.

"Look~" Love made a demonstration for Hermione himself.He leaned lightly on his broom, just like he said, sitting on a chair.The next moment, as if he was stimulated by something, Love's broom floated up, causing his feet to leave the ground.

As soon as he left the ground, the difficulty of maintaining balance suddenly increased several levels. Coupled with the fact that the broom itself was still shaking, Love lost his balance and fell off the broom suddenly after his feet were three feet off the ground. down.

Looking at the somewhat embarrassed Love, Hermione couldn't help laughing.

Since the beginning of school, the image of Love in her eyes has been perfect. He has the best transfiguration skills, his mastery of potions is superb, he is not afraid of danger in the face of danger, and he can even listen to the history of magic. , such a person is a perfect person.

But a "perfect man" is more like a "god statue" than a "person".It wasn't until Luo Fu's fall that the stone shell covering his body was broken, revealing the living person inside.Only then did she know that the omnipotent Love also had a side that he was not good at.

"Don't laugh." Love quickly got up from the ground, brushed off the dirt and grass roots on his robe, and grabbed the broom that was slowly rising.

"I wasn't ready, it was a mistake just now."

Looking at Love who was still talking hard, the smile in Hermione's eyes became more intense, as if she was saying: Since it was a mistake, why don't you try again?
Just try it!
Love tried again in disbelief, and this time he held on for a little longer, losing his balance when the soles of his feet were five feet off the ground.

After falling back to the ground again, Hermione took the initiative to help Love clean up the dirt on his robe.

"It's really much simpler." After failing again, Love gave up the side-riding style and used the most normal riding method. After changing the focus point, the balance suddenly became easier to grasp.

After Mrs. Hooch corrected everyone's movements, she entered the three-stage teaching.

"Next, you can try to fly. When you hear the whistle, kick your legs hard and get off the ground." Mrs. Hooch said, "Hold your brooms, rise a few feet and let your body lean forward slightly. Then control the broom to fall vertically back to the ground. Listen to my whistle-three-two-"

The accident happened.Maybe it was too nervous, Neville somehow did it, and flew into the sky in a blink of an eye.

"Come back, boy!" Mrs. Hooch yelled, but Neville couldn't control his broom at all, and it shot up into the sky like a cork.

Ten feet, twenty feet, and soon, Neville was soaring to at least fifty feet in the air, and in full view, the worst thing happened, he slid off the end of the broom with his mouth open.

Time seemed to slow down, and everyone could clearly see Neville's pale, terrified face. He fell from a height of fifty feet, and if he didn't die, he would be seriously injured. Several little witches even closed their eyes.

"Shock reduction and speed reduction!" A voice echoed in the flying class venue.

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The first one is here!The second is at six o'clock in the evening
(End of this chapter)