Hogwarts Shippuden

At nine o'clock in the morning, Kyle, Hannah, and the rest of the Hufflepuffs came down the steps to the grounds in front of the door, ready to take their first flying lesson.

It was a sunny, breezy day.

As they trotted down the sloping grass and toward a flat lawn across the field, the grass waved slightly under their feet.

Beyond the lawn is the forbidden forest, and the dark trees in the distance sway in the wind.

Mrs. Hooch, the teacher of the flight class, has been waiting there for a long time. She has short gray hair and yellow eyes, like the eyes of an eagle.

At the moment when she saw her eyes, a name came to Kyle's mind - Joracelle Mihochy.

More than 20 brooms were neatly arranged on the ground.

Hawkeye, no, Mrs. Hooch glanced at the little wizards.

"Okay, what are you all waiting for? Everyone is standing next to a broomstick. Hurry, hurry, hurry up."

Kyle looked down at the broom at his feet, his eyes full of disgust.

How many broom sticks can this broken wooden pole be able to fly?

And this batch of brooms, at least they are old antiques from decades ago, right?

What guarantee can it have for its safety?

Dumbledore was also big-hearted, not afraid that a little wizard would fall to his death in flying lessons every year.

"Stretch out your right hand and put it on top of the broom handle," Mrs. Hooch shouted in front, "and say, get up!"

"Get up!" everyone shouted.

The broom at Kyle's feet immediately jumped into his hand, and the dust on it smeared his hand.

This thing must have eaten the dust of a summer vacation in the utility room!

Kyle threw it back on the ground with some disgust, took out his wand to clean it up, and cleaned up Hannah's broom next to him.

Hannah's broom didn't jump into her hands so quickly.

The broom was lying on the ground, and when Hannah called it to get up, it bounced up and down symbolically, then snapped back to the ground.

Hannah's situation is not bad. More little wizards don't even bother to flick their brooms. They just look like they're lying on their backs and don't move.

After waiting for a while, everyone's brooms finally jumped into their hands.

Mrs. Hooch stood in front of the team and explained to them the precautions for riding a broom and some flying tips.

When a normal wizard rides a broom, there are only two positions—straddle riding and side riding.

The former is a general posture for riding a broom, while the latter is an exclusive posture for witches, because the posture is elegant when sitting on the side, and it is not easy to wear a skirt.

In this flying lesson, Kyle intends to experiment with some deadly flying attitudes, such as broom flying or something.

Previously in France, because of the strict care of the butler, Kyle could only ride a broomstick in a straddle position, flying at a low speed at a low altitude, and swaying for a few laps before coming down.

As a veteran War Thunder player, a GTA military base robber, and an old battlefield driver, how can you be satisfied with this?

Mrs. Hooch was showing them how to get on a broom without slipping off her head.

She walked up and down the line, correcting their grip on the broomstick.

After a while, everyone rode on broomsticks.

Feeling the soft touch from his butt, Kyle breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the school's broom is broken, and at least there is a cushion spell on it, so that it won't hurt his big baby.

"Okay, as soon as I whistle, you kick your legs off the ground and kick hard!" said Mrs. Hooch.

"Stand on the broom, go up a few feet, then lean forward slightly and drop back to the ground vertically."

"Listen to my whistle-three-two-!"

Before Mrs. Hooch blew her whistle, Kyle slammed his legs, and the broom under his crotch was like an arrow from the string, carrying Kyle and rushed out a few dozen meters away.

"Come back quickly! Child!" Mrs. Hooch cried anxiously.

However, Kyle completely forgot her cry.

After accelerating to a certain level, Kyle yanked the broom stick backwards, and raised the broom head to between 110 degrees and 120 degrees, forming a short-term level flight state with the broom tail in the front and the broom head in the back.

Mrs. Hooch opened her mouth in surprise.

Kyle pushed the broomstick forward and pressed the broom head back to its original level.

After completing a beautiful Pugachev Cobra maneuver, Kyle excitedly twitched his arms and rode his broom to make a few more fighter maneuvers.

Looking at Kyle, who was flying freely in the air like a bird, Mrs. Hooch's eyes gradually became hot.

Germany's Durmstrang Academy only produced a Quidditch genius named Viktor Krum some time ago. He was selected for the Bulgarian national Quidditch team at a young age and also served as a Seeker. a core position.

Now it seems that they can also produce a talented Quidditch player named Kyle Dumbledore at Hogwarts?

…

Using magic power to gather on the soles of his feet to absorb the foothold, that is, the skills of climbing trees and treading water, Kyle stood firmly on the broom.

Such a thrilling action caused the little wizards on the ground to exclaim in unison.

Even Mrs. Hooch's eyes widened in disbelief.

Does Hogwarts have such a foul little wizard with Quidditch talent?

Even those Quidditch national team players can't do this move, right?

In fact, Mrs. Hooch didn't know that Kyle could only fly on a broom with the help of magic.

It is because of the concealment of wandless spellcasting that Mrs. Hooch didn't discover it.

Relying on physical ability alone, it is estimated that no wizard in the world can do it.

After Kyle landed firmly on the ground, UU read www. All the little wizards from uukanshu.com gathered around.

Especially the little badgers of Hufflepuff, all cast a respectful look at Kyle.

The blond little Lolita stood beside Kyle, looking excited, as if she was the one who just made those dazzling maneuvers in the air.

Mrs. Hooch squeezed a path out of the little wizards and came to Kyle.

She looked at Kyle with a hot light in her eyes, "Kyle, are you interested in becoming a Quidditch player?"

After thinking about it, she added, "Professional, I can write a letter of recommendation for the Quidditch club..."

Kyle: …

You let the son of one generation Meguro Lord, the future three generations of Meguro Lord, become a professional Quidditch player?

seriously?

"Well, sorry, Mrs. Hooch, that's not my intention." Kyle declined politely.

"Kyle, don't you think about it anymore? With your talent, you can become a world-class star..."

"Sorry, Mrs. Hooch, I'd rather be a great wizard like Headmaster Dumbledore than a world-class star."

Kyle spread his hands, "But I can join the Hufflepuff Quidditch team."

Madam Hooch only now remembered that the little wizard in front of her was named Dumbledore.

It's not surprising that Kyle would use Albus Dumbledore as his example.

She looked at Kyle with some regret, as if she had just missed a rare treasure.

What Mrs. Hooch didn't know was that Kyle's real last name was Grindelwald.

At Hogwarts, apart from Albus Dumbledore, only the four heads of Hogwarts knew about this matter.