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Chapter 94: Special meal? Private Manchu-Han banquet!
When Du Mu arrived at Hogwarts, he appeared directly in the library.

He looked out the window and saw a group of little wizards holding brooms and listening to their teacher in the courtyard.

These kids were obviously not there to do a general cleaning of the academy, but to take flying lessons.

All of them were sitting on their brooms, waiting for the teacher to give the order.

Just then, Du Mu saw a chubby little wizard, his body stiff with nervousness.

The teacher picked up the whistle and even put it to his lips, without even inhaling, the little wizard seemed to be worried that he would be the only one to fall to the ground, so he immediately exerted force with both feet and pushed hard on the ground.

In an instant, he was lifted into the air and flew up shakily.

"Come back! Neville!" the female professor shouted. Du Mu remembered that her name seemed to be Huo Qi.

But Madam Hooch just watched Navi rising higher and higher, panicking as if she was the one flying up, and she even forgot to take any action.

Neville had no control over his behavior at all. Every time he tried to adjust the direction, the tip of the broom would always deviate to the other direction even more dramatically. On such a short stretch of lawn, Neville could make twenty turns.

He also tried to fly back to the crowd to land, but he was too scared to stop and almost bumped into Professor Hooch.

Du Mu looked at Huo Qi speechlessly as he rolled over to avoid the attack... You are a teacher! Shouldn't you try to control the out-of-control student at this time? He didn't stop him at such a close distance just now. Was his wand broken by someone?

After flying back to ask the teacher for help in vain, Neville completely lost control and flew high into the sky screaming.

Just as he was about to run out of energy and lose his grip on the broom, falling off it, Du Mu opened the window and raised his fingers, ready to catch the poor child with his spiritual body.

Suddenly, a young man holding a broom jumped up from the crowd.

He did not ride on the broom, but instead held the body of the broom firmly with one hand, using it as a traction rope to pull himself up vertically.

With his other free hand, he accurately grabbed Neville's coat in mid-air, and coordinated to slow down his upward trend so that Neville's weight would not tear his coat.

All the little wizards, even the bewildered Madam Hooch, looked at the two people in the sky in shock.

When Harry saw that he had caught Neville, his nervous expression suddenly relaxed and he smiled.

He looked down at Neville, and his smile was clearly seen by the little wizards below. Suddenly, several little girls couldn't help but cover their chests and breathe rapidly.

After all, Harry's appearance... not to mention what he looked like when he grew up, he was indeed quite good-looking when he was a boy and a teenager.

To be honest, many people are not that sensitive about appearance. Just like many celebrities, if you look at their photos alone, you will think they are ordinary, but when combined with the plot in the movie, you will think that this person is incredibly handsome.

Compared with the original book, Harry's performance is more mature and stable. Because he knows everything about his destiny, he is never confused. One can even feel a kind of maturity from this ten-year-old boy.

This kind of temperament makes children who have not yet entered puberty feel like they are worthy of support from an adult, but they are also peers who can play together, so they are extremely popular.

Harry slowly dragged Neville back to the ground. Except for Professor Hooch and the Slyderin students, the other little wizards immediately gathered around them, chattering with excitement on their faces.

There were so many people talking, but Harry couldn't hear a single word for a moment.

Du Mu noticed that there was a little blond boy looking at Harry's direction with jealousy, and behind him were two boys fatter than Neville, probably his followers.

Is this Malfoy?
"Quiet!" Professor Hooch spoke, and all the little wizards dared not act rashly.

Professor Hooch stepped forward and carefully examined Neville's body, asking with concern: "Are you injured? Do you feel any pain?"

Neville shook his head, turned to look at Harry, and whispered: "Thank you, Harry..."

Harry smiled and patted Neville's coat, smoothing out the wrinkles he had pulled. "It's okay, Neville. No one can guarantee that the next person to have an accident won't be him."

Neville smiled, then lowered his head and returned to his team.

Professor Hooch then looked at Harry and said with relief: "Although logically speaking, your actions just now were very dangerous. Your movements were not standard, and you took off against my orders..."

No one looked worried; instead, everyone looked excited.

They didn't take the teacher's words as a threat, and each of them anticipated the "but" that the teacher would say next.

"But, for your heroic act of risking your life to save your friend, twenty points from Gryffindor!"

“Oooooohh ...

The little wizards of Gryffindor rushed forward again, as if trying to lift Harry up, but Harry felt that this was too much and quickly moved away.

Later, the teacher asked the little wizards to be quiet again, and the little girls stood back in their seats with disappointed looks on their faces.

Du Mu showed an interested look. He thought it was very interesting to see the characters in the original work changing their behaviors because of his influence.

But he looked around in the crowd and saw Hermione among the calmer people, and Ron among the more enthusiastic people who wanted to contact Harry.

The reason why he could recognize these two people at a glance was, of course, because Du Mu was also present on the day of the sorting ceremony.

As one of the iron triangles of the original work, he inevitably had to divert some attention.

At this point it seemed that the three of them were unable to get along together and could only be considered ordinary classmates, no different from other students.

Hermione probably didn't like Harry's temperament because she was the fierce type who wanted to be a leader. Ron, like other kids, thought Harry was too cool and admired him like a popular school star.

These three people are in completely different groups, and it is highly unlikely that they will become the iron triangle again...

Du Mu couldn't really say that he had any regrets. Anyway, the problems that needed to be solved by these three little guys in the original work almost no longer existed. So if they were gone, then they were gone. It's not like the people were gone, just a friendship was lost.

But without the dangers in the original book, it is hard to say whether their future friendship will be as indestructible as in the original book. It is likely to be just the level of ordinary classmates.

Du Mu closed the window and thought about his next class.

He was thinking about how to get the little wizard to go to the martial arts gym with him, and how to convince him to accept his true energy...

Of course, Du Mu would not use deception to lure the little wizard directly into the martial arts gym and force him to learn true qi. This would be too irresponsible to others. At least he should let the other party understand what true qi is and the consequences of obtaining it.

But... it seemed that there were no consequences. Du Mu broke Professor McGonagall's wand at that time because he only had true energy and magic power fused with true energy in his body, but no pure magic power.

For example, Harry, although he could not separate the existing mana, he could easily restore the "fused" magic, which was considered a dual cultivation of mana and magic, but he did not have true energy. However, if he wanted to pass on his skills to Harry, it would be difficult for him to bear more mana.

At this moment, Du Mu suddenly caught a glimpse of Malfoy whispering with other Slyderin children. His eyes narrowed and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Well, isn't there a candidate now?

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Damn Harry, everyone likes him!

Malfoy was very angry. He had heard adults mention Harry's name before and thought that he was a noble pure-blood like himself and they should be able to get along easily.

But I didn't expect that after the other party enrolled in the school, my several attempts to show my goodwill were all treated as an ordinary, stupid, fanatical fan who was only blinded by appearances, and was casually ignored by the other party.

Damn it, I'm Draco Malfoy! One of the 28 noble pure-blood families, with the same status as you, Harry Potter, how dare you be so arrogant in front of me?

Even the Potions professor who should have favored Slyderin the most!

Before Harry came, many seniors who graduated from Slyderin said that Slyderin was the easiest class to get points from the Potions professor.

Severus Snape, who was born in Slyderin, was a real Slyderin. He ignored the other three colleges and showed his only tenderness to Slyderin students, which meant giving extra points crazily, showing favoritism without thinking, and never punishing Slyderin students who made mistakes. But...how come it was completely different after I went to school?

Severus Snape seemed to have finally realized his bias. He began to be less tolerant of Slytherin students. He even mocked and ridiculed the dignity of a Slytherin student for the first time after he made a mistake in an experiment.

What do you mean by "Don't hold your head high all the time"? Your proud bloodline won't help you to bow your head and read books. It's a shame to say such words to a proud Slytherin!

Well, actually, Malfoy was not angry about this matter at all. What made him indignant was that Harry Potter answered the questions accurately every time, and Snape actually gave extra points to students from other colleges for the first time!

There is no harm without comparison. The only professor who was completely on the side of Slyderin students was actually turned against by Harry. This made Malfoy so angry that he almost broke his wand.

How could that bastard be so charming?

Yes, he had made a few splashes, answered all the questions correctly, didn't mess up any experiments, perfectly performed all the magic taught by every professor, and even saved stupid Neville Longbottom today, but that didn't mean he didn't have flaws!

He is still...what is he still, he is still so young!

Malfoy racked his brains and found that even with the high standards of a pure-blood family, he couldn't find any blind spots in Harry.

He could only sigh helplessly and secretly made up his mind to keep an eye on Harry, find out where he violated the school rules, and then report it to the teacher.

Harry had to deduct points at least once so that Malfoy could feel the pleasure of successful revenge after being ignored.

Therefore, after class this time, Malfoy quietly followed Harry Potter.

Although Malfoy was quite conspicuous, he was by no means as popular as Harry in the school. Before everyone noticed Malfoy, they were attracted by Harry and greeted him enthusiastically, so that Malfoy was able to sneak perfectly in the crowd.

This discovery made Malfoy jealous again.

When he found Harry entering the school library, he pretended to borrow a book and slowly wandered in front of the bookshelf.

He was originally worried that it might be too obvious, but Harry didn't even notice this person...

It’s not that Harry isn’t perceptive enough, it’s just that there are too many students in the school. As long as they are within sight, all the students will secretly glance at him from time to time. How can Harry distinguish between fans and those with ulterior motives?
There doesn't seem to be any difference between the two.

Du Mu was flipping through books in the library. He noticed Harry and Malfoy arriving in the corner and couldn't help laughing in his heart.

"Uncle Du, will you teach us new magic in the next Defense Against the Dark Arts class?"

Harry looked at Du Mu with sparkling eyes.

In fact, all the students’ admiration for Harry combined is not as great as Harry’s admiration for Du Mu.

The way he behaved during this period was actually an imitation of Uncle Du's temperament. He seemed calm and composed, but in fact he had the surrounding situation completely under control. This made people feel relaxed and safe when they were with him.

Looking back, Harry is actually the person who knows Du Mu the best among almost everyone.

After Bruce's initial arrival, he spent more time and energy on Gotham. Hulk is a fool, and Bruce Banner's understanding of Du Mu is mostly limited to his performance in Shunguo. Peter Parker has only been here for a few days.

Only Harry knew almost everything Du Mu had done in Shun Country, and he also witnessed Du Mu's actions several times with his own eyes.

Even after following him back to this world, Uncle Doe was able to find the murderer who killed his parents in such a short time, and figure out all the complex and strange information about the Horcruxes. After Harry learned magic and established a preliminary understanding of it, the more he savored it, the more shocked he was.

Just like a primary school student would not make a fuss about an air conditioner without an outdoor unit, and might even wonder why an air conditioner needs an outdoor unit, and why it is cooling inside but hot outside.

But for a college student, an air conditioner that only cools and does not need to dissipate heat is a world wonder that shatters the world view, because it means that this thing violates the definition of thermodynamics! It is an unscientific and almost impossible miracle.

Du Mu's performance was just like that. The more Harry understood magic, the more he understood its limitations. Uncle Du's performance during that period could not be described by magic at all...

Du Mu looked at Harry and felt strange.

Before this kid came to school, his attitude was good and he could communicate normally. Why is it that the more he goes to school, the more strange his eyes become?

Du Mu shook his head and said, "Not yet. The magic demonstrated last time was only learned by you and that little girl named Hermione. It's been less than two days. Don't worry, Harry. You have to learn step by step and take your time."

Unless you also have the golden finger of ten times feedback.

"But..." Du Mu changed the subject, looked at Harry and smiled: "I have a spell in the whole Hogwarts that only you can learn. Do you want to learn it?"

Malfoy, who was pretending to pick a book with his back to the two of them, was shocked and his eyes widened instantly. He couldn't believe his ears.

Why has it come to this? Why has it come to this?

Do you have any shame to be so blatant in giving special treatment?
Even if Harry is your nephew (guessing from the name), you can't insult my Hogwarts students, especially Slyderin students. What right do you have to say that only Harry can learn it? Others are not Squibs!
Harry was not disappointed at first. After all, it was impossible to teach a magic trick in one class for any subject. The fastest would be one a week. He just wanted to talk to Uncle Doe.

But when Harry heard this obvious special treatment, his eyes lit up immediately: "I am the only one who can learn? Why?"

"Of course it's because you possess mana that is completely different from magic power..."

Du Mu smiled.

Then he stood up and said to Harry, "Let's go find a spacious place. You have a flying lesson today, so I think I can try to teach you."

The two left the library, and after a moment, Malfoy poked his head out and followed them on tiptoe.

But to be honest, is it against the school rules for a teacher to teach students magic without permission? It seems that there is no such rule...

Forget it, I'd better follow him. What if it's black magic? That would be a 100% violation.

Du Mu and Harry walked out of the school and came to an open space between the campus and the dense forest.

It was not the side where Hagrid lived, but the other side, which was more sparsely populated. There was no gate to enter the school, and all you could see when looking towards the school was a high wall.

And at the very bottom of the high wall, half a golden head was quietly peeking out.

Hogwarts is built on a high place. Outside the school wall is a not-so-steep slope. The wind blows across the grassland, bringing up waves.

Du Mu walked in front and did not stop to say anything to Harry. Instead, he took a step forward and stepped on a translucent flying sword and flew straight out.

Harry looked at Du Mu's actions and was so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth.

He watched Du Mu riding on his flying sword, flying downhill towards the lake. Although he was still very high above the water, the air current alone made the water splash up behind him, almost forming a wall of water.

When Du Mu flew back, Harry looked at a small, faint rainbow emerging from the falling water.

Harry asked excitedly, "You can fly without a broom?"

Du Mu smiled and nodded: "As long as you have enough control, so, do you want to learn?"

Harry nodded vigorously: "I want to learn!"

After watching the students riding brooms, Harry immediately developed a strong desire to learn simply by comparing the scene just now.

Before he saw Uncle Doe riding on a flying sword, Harry thought the magic broom was pretty cool. At least it could fly, and it had a bit of mystery.

But after seeing the flying sword...it was so ugly that it was hard to look at!
Malfoy's hair almost stood up in shock. What on earth was that? He had never heard of magic that could fly without a broom!

"Of course, learning how to fly a sword requires powerful mana control, so let's start with the basics."

As Du Mu spoke, he raised his hand, and a simple translucent flying sword with no magic power inside slowly floated in the palm of his hand.

(End of this chapter)