Hogwarts Wandering Wizard

Facing the flying class, all the little wizards showed great enthusiasm. Although the class only started at 03:30 in the afternoon, this did not affect everyone's enthusiasm.

Because the three roommates were very excited, Eric, who was lying on the bed like a salty fish and checking his tasks, was also dragged to the grass where he was taking flying lessons.

Along the way, Eric thought it was too early to go there, but when he arrived, he discovered that except for the four of them, everyone in Gryffindor was already in place, even the Slytherin opposite. .

The crowd standing on the grass was divided into several sections. The new students from wizarding families were enthusiastic about imparting knowledge about Quidditch to the young wizards from the Muggle world. Some people were attracted by the different teams they supported. The fight made my face red and my neck thick.

Aaliyah and Angelina were arguing loudly because of their different favorite players. Before Eric could quite understand what they were talking about, he saw Fred next to him yelling, He rushed over to Angelina, danced and made signs, and started arguing loudly.

"What's up with him?"

Eric frowned and glanced at George, whose eye was twitching at the side, and asked speechlessly: "Why does it feel like he was hit by an arrow?"

Li turned his head and listened for a while, showed his white teeth, and laughed loudly: "They were arguing about the Holyhead Harpies 40 years ago."

George explained: “Our distant aunt Hilm was a member of the Holyhead Harpies when she was not married, and one time they played a match against the opposing Heidelberg Hounds that lasted seven days. The game didn't end until Greene Gris, the seeker in their team, caught the golden snitch. Fred and I always thought that the game was really exciting. Angelina just said that she was the Heidelberg Hound team. A fan of the team had an argument with Aaliya about the emotional issues of the players in the team, so Fred went over to argue with her."

"I have a full photo album of that game at home, and I really like that game." Li Shen nodded in agreement.

Eric curled his lips. To be honest, he didn't have much expectations for Quidditch. When Harry enters school in two years, the Quidditch project will become very dangerous. Not only will there be a possessed version of Voldemort There are also elves who regard murder as saving lives, and dementors flying all over the sky.

There may be other troubles on the field by then. Besides, once you join the Quidditch team, it means a lot of time-consuming training. Even if it rained a few days ago, Charlie didn't let go. than his poor teammates.

But what about my task?

Frowning at the Quidditch killer's mission on the system light screen in front of him, Eric rubbed his upper and lower teeth alternately.

"Eric, do you have a big opinion against that Slytherin girl?"

Lee Jordan's voice rang in his ears, but Eric was still checking the progress of the mission without moving his eyes.

Seeing that his friend beside him made no movement, Li Jordan tilted his head and said, "I see that you have been staring at her since the beginning, and you also showed such a terrifying expression."

"What nonsense are you talking about..."

Eric turned off the system light curtain, and then noticed that although he was staring at the system interface with concentration, in the eyes of others, he was staring in the direction of the Slytherin girl, rubbing his chin, and making Grinding his teeth, even George couldn't help but ask him in a low voice if he was going to cause trouble for Slytherin privately.

Looking at the girls not far away who seemed to be frightened by him, he couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth: "I was just too absorbed in thinking about things just now. I'm not familiar with them, so why would I want to cause trouble for them."

As he spoke, Eric showed them a kind smile, but the girls across from him were so frightened that they screamed and hid further away.

The smile on Eric's face froze instantly, while Lee Jordan and George beside him couldn't help laughing.

Since teaching Roger Davis a lesson, students from other colleges have more or less avoided him when meeting Eric.The senior students didn't bother to stoop down to look for trouble with him, while the junior students were afraid that they would be hostile to him for some inexplicable reason, and if they couldn't beat him, they would be put on a lightning-tempered body show in public.

Just when Eric was still looking at the sky speechlessly because of what just happened, Mrs. Hooch, wearing a dark blue wizard robe, stepped over and dozens of broomsticks were bundled into a big bundle, floating behind her. behind.

Unlike the sunny days of the past few days, the weather this afternoon looks a bit gloomy, with dark clouds floating in the sky, and the wind is a bit choppy and not very calm.

Looking at the little wizards scattered on the grass with interest written on their faces, Mrs. Huo Qi picked up the whistle hanging on her chest and blew it, signaling everyone to gather in front of her.

"Okay kids, hurry up and line up in a few lines. The weather today is a bit not beautiful, so everyone should hurry up and practice flying."

Mrs. Huo Qi clapped her hands, and the group of broomsticks following her automatically disintegrated. Each broomstick quickly fell to the open space next to the students, and they were divided into four rows head to head.

"Everyone get up next to a broomstick and get a grip."

Everyone quickly stood next to a broom. Eric looked at the broom he chose. It looked like the old brooms on TV, with its tail tied into a ball with slender branches.

Lee Jordan on the opposite side was not so lucky. The broom he picked was old and worn, and the branches at the end were poked in all directions.Looking at the good-looking brooms of several friends around him, Li Jordan complained with a somewhat ugly face: "Don't the schools have better brooms? If you don't want a light wheel, you can just sweep it with a meteor or a comet." What the hell is this Oak Arrow 79? For such an old broom, I almost doubt it will disintegrate while flying in mid-air."

"Students over there, don't talk casually in class."

Mrs. Huo Qi stared at the black boy dissatisfied, and immediately shut up his mouth. No matter how hot-tempered the broom is, it is still a flying broom. If the teacher is annoyed, it will be sad if he is not allowed to fly.

Taking advantage of Mrs. Hooch's attention turning elsewhere, Fred looked at Lee Jordan diagonally opposite with a smile and teased: "Don't worry, Bill told me before that the school's broomsticks disintegrated in mid-air not many times. There are many, and the Oak Arrow 79’s flying height is only that low, so it won’t kill you.”

"It's just that your butt might fall into four pieces!" George tilted his head and continued with the same mean smile as his brother.

"You two bastards, don't even think about scaring me." The black man snorted disdainfully: "I'll show you later what the art of flying is."

"Speaking of which, didn't you say at noon that the Gryffindor Quidditch team was going to train in the afternoon? Why didn't you see Charlie and the others?" Eric glanced at the Quidditch pitch in the distance and looked sideways. The Weasley brothers beside him asked.

Fred shook his head: "I don't know, I just listened to what Charlie said casually, maybe something has changed!"