The White Lord Professor at Hogwarts

My name is Neville Longbottom, and I am a little fool living in Hogwarts. I never expected that I would be taken away.

The thing is this: At [-]:[-]:[-] this afternoon, our Gryffindor started the bi-weekly flying lesson. I came outside the castle with an uneasy mood. For this reason, I heard Miss Granger say A morning of flying instructions.

I have never ridden a broomstick in my life because my grandma never let me get close to one.

I think what she said makes sense. Even if I have both feet firmly on the ground, I can still cause endless accidents, let alone flying in the sky.

Merlin bless you, nothing will happen this time...

...But the devil knows why praying for Merlin will bring out Murphy (Murphy's law: short for fear of what comes).

"Okay, when I whistle, you kick your legs off the ground and push hard..."

I finally summoned the broom, and finally made it become obedient. It stayed quietly under my crotch until Mrs. Hooch blew the whistle, and then——

I flew up early...

"???ah?"

"Come back, kid!"

"Oh--"

"Do not!!!"

I was sluggish when I saw the buildings on the ground getting smaller. I suddenly woke up when I saw the surprised expressions of my classmates. I started to react when I saw Mrs. Huo Qi yelling. I started to yell when I saw the broom banging around like crazy...

At this time, I suddenly remembered that Uncle Algie once pushed me off the Black Lake Pier and almost drowned me; when I was eight years old, my magic power rioted because of being thrown down, so I also got my Lefu...

Do I have a grudge against Feitian? !Why do you have to find someone floating in the air every time something happens?

I started trying to control the broom, but it was useless. The broom shook involuntarily as if it was controlled by someone.

Rotating, jumping...I closed my eyes...

Huh?Why has control weakened?

I jumped forward in surprise and hugged the broom tightly. Even if it thrust up and down crazily, I would not leave it.

However, with my luck, how could I not be unlucky?

"Crack!"

The broom actually broke!I fell from mid-air!

You worked really hard to get rid of me, man!

It fell with a "bang" and a violent impact with a "bang". I lay face down in the grass on the ground, huddled in pain.

"The wrist is broken," I heard Mrs. Huo Qi whisper, "Okay, kid, it's okay. Get up."

She turned to the other students in the class and said: "I'm sending this child to the hospital. No one of you is allowed to move! Put the broomstick back where it belongs. Otherwise, you will be kicked out of Hog before you can even say a word of Quidditch." Watts is at the gate. Come on, honey."

……

"Heh, little guy..."

Ricardo stood in front of the window, watching the so-called martyr rise straight up on his wand, like a cork spurting out of a bottle.

Twelve feet, fifteen feet, twenty feet... His frightened, pale face looked at the ground flying away below, his mouth wide open and gasping for air, and he was about to slide off the side of the broom.

"Wingardim Leviosa!"

Ricardo took out his wand and spoke the spell clearly and quickly.

The air flow stirred up and hit the body behind the martyr quickly and preparedly, but——

Why did he hug the broom instead?

This is almost like rescuing someone. You worked hard to rescue the hostage from the arms of the kidnapper, but the person hugged the kidnapper tightly.

...Ricardo: Forget it, I'm tired.

However, he suddenly frowned and felt something in surprise.

That was an instant of murderous intent directed at the boy in the sky. Ricardo, who had experienced countless battles with dark wizards, naturally knew that it was a sign of the release of black magic.

ah?

This murderous intention is very subtle. If it weren't for his strong spiritual power and years of actual combat experience, Ricardo wouldn't be able to feel its existence.

So what's going on?

"Armor protection!"

Not thinking about it so much, Ricardo raised his hand and shot the colorless armor at the little boy.

This is the fastest way to remove spells. He believes that there are still some people in Hogwarts who dare to throw away the three unforgivables, and most black magic spells can be solved or weakened with this method.

Sure enough, a spell was shot at the boy, counteracting his spell.

"Armor protection!"

"Stop the curse!"

In the blink of an eye, spells were exchanged, and Ricardo and the unknown man fought spells several times in the air, but because they were silent and colorless, not many people noticed.

And in order to be concealed, their spells are not necessarily very powerful.

After a while, the dark curse stopped, and just as Ricardo was pondering its origin, the Flying Boy's broom shook like crazy, even more violently than before.

Chanting magic?

This is a relatively remote category. Cursing the opponent through chanting may seem powerful, but it is actually far worse than using a wand to interfere.

Ricardo recalled the solution. Obviously, this curse was a competition of consumption of spirit and magic power. As long as one party stopped, it would lose the competition.

I have never been afraid of anyone more than Spirit!

He immediately chanted a spell to remove the curse attached to the broom.

All this happened in the blink of an eye. When the sound of Professor McGonagall coming downstairs was heard, they had already started a duel.

Sudden!The curse was removed in less than a quarter of a second, and an impact curse hit the broom hard!

How can a broom, which is an ancient relic and has experienced two positions as an intermediate object in the wave of curses and an intermediate object in the duel of curses, withstand the test of this wave of impact curses?In an instant, the broom broke, the boy fell to the ground, and his wrist was broken. Ricardo only had time to release the buffer!

Depend on!

Don't play like this!

Ricardo's brows were knotted tightly. He never thought that someone would take action in public!

This is Hogwarts!

This is right under Dumbledore's nose!

There are still people who dare to cast black magic spells on students!

Without even thinking about it, Ricardo knew who was confronting him in the distance. He quickly rushed out of the office and rang the doorbell of Chino's office.

The door opened and Kino walked out with a satisfied smile.

"Quirinas? 6? 1 Kino!" Ricardo growled in a low voice, "Are you crazy, casting a spell on a first grader?"

"His parents gave me a lot of trouble back then," Chino stopped pretending to stutter, "I just wanted to punish that idiot."

"You'd better not hurt students in front of me!" Ricardo glared at Kino, "I know a lot of things, I can tell other professors, or even make them public!"

"you dare!"

"Then don't touch my bottom line!" Ricardo pointed his wand at Kino, "I won't let any student get hurt in front of me!"

"Remember, Chino, we all know the reason why I didn't report you, but if you really endanger the students, I will kill you even if I abandon this position!"

……

"How does it feel to have power, Kino?"

"It's...that's great, Master..."

"Okay, now that you are familiar with these spells, let's find a way to interfere with our savior. It is best to let him die like this. After all, the broom accident is not a special case, right? Hahahahaha..."