Pandaren Professor at Hogwarts

Chapter 111 Wuhu!take off! (Please subscribe!)

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Students from that college all shouted out in unison, because they saw Harry leaving his broom very high in the sky, wiping Malfoy's robes and falling straight to the ground.

This burst of shouts caused Hermione, Ron, Neville, Lu Chenchen and Luna, who were observing the students' abnormalities with their backs to the stadium, to turn around suddenly, just in time to see Harry in free fall.

In the flash of lightning, no one had time to think, and everyone resorted to their own methods.

The three crystal balls around Hermione turned into two thunders and one ice, spinning rapidly around her. Regardless of the glares, she shouted a slightly shameful spell: "Claws of Tonalus!" in order to strengthen the spell. With the power, she poured all the magic power in her body into it, pushed hard with both hands, and a purple-black hurricane rushed towards Harry.

Ron didn't hesitate at all. He touched his right hand to his side, and a card appeared between his middle finger and index finger; "Levitation", a spell he could barely use, the card lit up instantly, and at the same time, he was distracted. With the holy light in his body, he used his last bit of strength to throw the card towards Harry.

Lu Chenchen opened his hands and pressed them to the ground. He put Lan Feng's instructions behind him and used his soul to communicate with the wind element. The next moment, his body seemed to become a bit ethereal. Then, at Harry's landing point, At this point, an updraft was generated, spiraling into a tornado.

Neville was more straightforward. He didn't have many means of long-distance protection, so he circulated his Qi and used "Qi Burst" to eject himself. In the blink of an eye, he was at Harry's side. He hugged Harry and pulled the "body" "Not bad" was operating to the extreme, hoping to use his own body to provide a buffer for Harry. After all, he was now thick-skinned and thick-skinned.

The four small totems in front of Luna lit up immediately, but she did not take the next step because it was no longer necessary.

"Strong Hurricane", "Levitation Technique" and "Blowing Wind" acted on Harry and Neville at the same time. Not only did they stop their falling momentum, they actually blew them up into the sky again.

But if it was just blowing, that's it. I don't know whose spell went wrong, giving the two of them a horizontal force, not big, just a little bit!But the slightest difference made a thousand miles, the direction of the two men's flight was no longer directly above, but flew diagonally towards the castle.

Everyone who had just finished casting the spell and was exhausted could only watch Harry and Neville fly out. Only Luna ran after them. With her, there were two other people running towards the castle - Ginny. Weasley and Colin holding a camera.

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Harry felt very bad now. He thought he would land safely or be rescued immediately after landing, but no matter how imaginative he was, he never imagined that he would be carried by Neville and fly to the castle.

As a seeker, he should have adapted to the feeling of flying in the sky, but flying without a broom didn't seem so wonderful, especially since he was still climbing under the influence of "Levitation Technique".

But the good news is that Neville, who was holding himself, seemed to be treating himself. Neville did not speak, but his arm no longer hurt so much.

So, Harry decided to open his eyes.

Opening his eyes, Harry first checked what he was grabbing with his left hand. Well...yes, it was the Golden Snitch. It seemed that Gryffindor had won this contest.

Then, he saw Neville beside him with his eyes closed and mumbling words, as if he was trying some spell.

Looking down, although it was raining, he still saw the Black Lake, the Forbidden Forest, and Hagrid's hut next to the Forbidden Forest. There was no smoke from the hut at this time. Hagrid should still be playing Quidditch. On the court, he never misses any games he participates in.

Turning his head, Harry looked towards the direction he was flying from - the Quidditch pitch.

The sound of rain covered the sounds in the stadium. Harry didn't know whether the people in the stadium were exclaiming that he had flown away or celebrating Gryffindor's victory. He felt that the people celebrating were probably the majority. After all, they really cared about him. There were not that many people, except Neville, Hermione and Ron, of course. Chen Chen and Luna must be more worried about their senior brothers than themselves.

Professor Dumbledore and Professor Lanfeng did not come to watch the game, but Snape must have laughed a lot, after all, he hated himself so much.

Harry was thinking wildly. He felt that the experience of this half school year was much more unlucky than the previous school year.

Just now, the bludger went crazy and wanted to kill himself; further forward, the secret room was opened, he heard some strange noises, and was involved in the petrification incident of Mrs. Norris; and he took a flying car. When he came, he hit the ceiling of Hogwarts and was completely embarrassed.

The reason why he was forced to take the Flying Bus to school was that King's Cross station suddenly stopped him from entering. Harry also checked later and found that even if he was late, the station would not be closed, so this matter was revealed everywhere. Weird.

Before that...before that, it was the house elf who came to his aunt's house to cause trouble. Not only did he intercept his letters privately, but he also angered his uncle, causing him to be locked in his room.

When Harry recalled it, his teeth itched with hatred. His mind was full of the house elf who put on a pillowcase; the house elf who called himself Dobby; the house elf who banged his head against the wall when he disagreed; the house elf who looked at The elf flew away with him.

Watch yourself fly away?Harry quickly wiped his lenses with the pads of his fingers to wipe away the rainwater on them so that he could see more clearly:

In the corner under the auditorium of the Quidditch stadium, a house elf wearing a worn pillowcase put a hand on his forehead to block the rain. He looked at Harry flying away with his big eyes, his expression seemed very satisfied. But he was a little worried, watching Harry's figure disappear into the rain curtain, he snapped his fingers and disappeared.

Although Harry had a startling glimpse, he confirmed that he had seen correctly. The house elf who persecuted him had really come to Hogwarts. Many questions in his heart suddenly had answers:

Why couldn't he and Ron enter Platform Nine and Three-Quarters - it was this house elf's fault!

Why did the flying car lose control and hit the roof of Hogwarts - it was the house elf's fault!

Why does the Bludger get out of control and won't stop until it kills itself? It's this house elf's fault!

Why was the Chamber of Secrets opened and Mrs. Loris turned to stone? Um... This house elf probably didn't do this. After all, the successor was a house elf. It was too unbelievable.

And all this must have been ordered by his master, and his master is probably the successor.

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