Hogwarts: I'm really not the third Dark Lord

"Of course." Jerry said aggrievedly, "Neville is a good friend of mine, how could I have bad intentions?"

Hermione nodded, believing Jerry's statement.

Of course, I don't really believe that Jerry is a good person.

but not necessary.

"pattern"

With Jerry's situation, there was no need to bully a young wizard to establish his prestige. She believed that he really wanted to help Neville and win people's hearts.

Didn't you see Lavender Brown and her good friend Parvati Patil staring at him with heartfelt eyes?

There is still a long way to go to create a "united front against Jerry Yoder"!

But to Hermione's relief, someone was still aware of Jerry's danger and remained vigilant enough.

He is indeed the legendary savior - Harry Potter!

Hermione thought she might be able to find an opportunity to win him over to her side.

But before that...

Neville has long since disappeared, and he doesn’t seem to have any particularly good friends.

Hermione turned to look at Harry and Ron, and sighed: "You and Neville are in the same dormitory, right? You'd better persuade him when he comes back..." She hesitated, "Let him go to the hospital. check."

Harry and Ron naturally nodded in agreement.

A small storm came to an end.

Until the flying lesson at 03:30 in the afternoon, Neville never showed up. The other students were already standing neatly on the lawn in front of the castle.

It was a sunny, breezy afternoon, with the sun shining warmly on people, and the wind blowing from above the black lake, bringing with it the fragrance of green grass and earth.

I don't know if it was the quiet atmosphere or Jerry's words in the morning that had an effect. In short, the Slytherins and Gryffindors who were in class together were not as tense as before, but stood there lazily yawning. .

In front of them, there were several rows of flying broomsticks arranged neatly - these broomsticks were tattered, with branches sticking out in various directions.

Soon, Mrs. Huo Qi, the flying teacher, came. She had short gray hair and two yellow eyes, like an eagle.

She directed everyone to put their hands on top of their brooms and yell, "Get up."

The broom at her feet immediately jumped into her hand, and others followed her example and shouted: "Get up."

Some people's brooms jumped up immediately obediently, such as Harry Potter.But there are only a few such obedient brooms.

Jerry's broom didn't move at all - even Hermione, although her broom was disobedient, rolled on the ground.

Mrs. Huo Qi glanced at them and said expressionlessly: "Others, come on, shout again - get up!"

"stand up!"

This time, some people's broomsticks jumped up.

Perhaps, like horses, these brooms can detect a person's inner timidity. The more frightened a person is, the harder it is to control them.

But I’m not afraid of heights!

Jerry was puzzled.

He is not afraid of flying, and is even a little eager to try it. No matter how you look at it, he shouldn't be the worst one.

After several more attempts, even Hermione's broom successfully jumped onto her hand, while her own remained motionless.

Just when Jerry was thinking about whether to give it a floating spell, Mrs. Hooch, who had been paying attention here, walked over.

"Don't be afraid, child." She said gently, "Like a magic wand, use the broom as your partner and pass on your desire to fly..."

"Just like this - get up."

Jerry's broom rolled on the ground, as if he wanted to jump up.

This made Jerry so angry that he stared at the broom menacingly: You don't want me to ride it, do you?You don't follow orders, do you?Then if you bump into each other later, you won’t be able to blame me...

Broom suddenly shivered violently, and then lay motionless on the spot.

"This..." Mrs. Huo Qi was a little embarrassed. "It seems that this broom is broken. You can use mine first."

She thrust her broom into Jerry's hand and walked around the group correcting people's grips.

Finally, when she thought everyone was almost ready, she nodded with satisfaction: "Okay, as soon as I blow the whistle, you have to kick your legs off the ground and push hard!"

"Hold the broom steady, rise a few feet, then lean forward slightly and drop straight back to the ground. Listen to my whistle - three - two - one!"

As she whistled, people stood up one after another and formed a mess in the air.

The girls screamed in a fuss and let their brooms fly in mid-air. Some of them looked so helpless that they lay motionless on their brooms.

Of course, there are some who are really skilled, such as Malfoy, Ron... and of course - Harry Potter.

They had another sort of argument in the air, which ended with a broomstick match to decide the outcome.

Jerry didn't bother with all the bells and whistles. Riding a broom felt like riding a bicycle. He slowly slid through the air, admiring the scenery in the distance.

Mrs. Hooch was yelling crazily from below: "Sit up straight! Don't lie on the broom!"

"Pay attention to the direction of control! Keep your hand on the broom handle!"

"Potter! Malfoy! Stop!"

Harry and Malfoy sped past Jerry, creating a wind that blew Jerry a few feet away.

Jerry moved the broom handle and was about to fly back to the field. Suddenly, he narrowed his eyes and saw a familiar figure.

It's Quirrell!

Wearing that iconic big turban, he was hiding in the woods by the black lake, talking to the people next to him.

The person talking to him couldn't see clearly because of the leaves, but judging from his height, he must be a student.

With Quirrell's reputation among students, who would come to him?

And since he lurked into Hogwarts under Voldemort's instructions, he has been keeping a low profile, and you can hardly see him except when going to and from get out of class and eating.

Now that he and a student suddenly appeared in the woods, it was difficult not to make people suspicious.

Jerry couldn't help but get closer.

Dumbledore had to worry about Voldemort's conspiracy, and Jerry didn't want to interfere. He wanted to see the student's face clearly now, so as to stay away from him in the future.

At this moment, Quirrell seemed to notice something. He raised his head and looked straight at Jerry.

Then, a strange smile appeared on the face that was usually timid.

The student next to him also followed his gaze and looked over.

After the two looked at each other, Jerry was shocked and his heart was beating fast.

Jerry knew this man very well and even had an argument in the morning.

He is Neville Longbottom.