[HP] Amy Lee sleepwalks through Hogwarts

It snowed on Christmas day, and the white snow completely covered Hogwarts, turning the castle that emerged from the darkness into flawless white.

More than half of the students went home for the holidays, and there were some like Harry who didn't want to go back, and some like Amy who had nowhere to go.

"We must first solve the problem of where to stay during the holidays!" This is the most important thing for Amy, otherwise she will be extremely afraid of the holidays. Everyone else had a home to go to, and Harry could go to his aunt's house, but Amy had no place to take it.

The only thing she could be thankful for now was that both Malfoy and Yax had gone home, and no one would trouble her during this period.

"Although it's snowing, it doesn't conflict with flying!" Holding two brooms in his hands, Field led Amy to the open space where flying lessons were held, and handed the broom to Amy.

Amy didn't dare to pick it up because she had never let a broom fly into her hand successfully.

Field asked in confusion: "What's wrong?"

Amy shook her head to show that she was fine, and only said: "Every time the broom flies into my hand, it explodes!"

"Oh?" Field seemed to have never seen such a thing, but he felt that it was not a big deal, and asked: "Brooms will listen to your instructions, right? I mean, they will hear you say 'start'" When the time comes, will it fly into your hand?"

Amy nodded: "That's okay! But... after touching my hand, the broom will explode!"

"Oh!" Field seemed to understand: "This is not a problem with the broom! Of course, it is not a problem with your own ability! You can give commands to the brooms and control them to fly, but you can't let them fly into your In hand!"

Amy seemed to understand, but also seemed not to understand anything. Because the first flying lesson is to practice letting the broom fly into your hands, isn't it? If unsuccessful, there is no next stage of broomstick flying.

Amy has been stuck in the first stage and never made progress.

Field encouraged her: "Ride on it and give it a try! Maybe you can fly very well!"

"Uh..." Amy hesitated, just not daring to give it a try. She was afraid of heights and was afraid that she would not be able to control her broomstick at all. I'm afraid that I won't be able to fly, and I'm also afraid that I won't be able to control the speed and direction once I fly.

Field seemed to see through what she was thinking, smiled softly, stretched out a hand to her, and said, "Come! Let me familiarize you with it!"

"Uh..." How could Amy not know how to get familiar with it? Isn't it just being carried away? It's nothing more than her sitting in the front, Field sitting in the back, hugging...

It’s so embarrassing. Instead of sitting on it and flying around in a very misleading position, it’s better to let the broom explode quickly...

With a "boom", the broom really exploded.

Amy put her hand on her chest, as if she was frightened. In fact, she breathed a sigh of relief and silently said "Thank God" in her heart!

Field was not as miserable as Malfoy when he was blown up this time. At the moment when the broom exploded, he threw the broom into the sky and the broom exploded like fireworks. Field was not seriously injured, but his palms were blackened.

"What a pity!" Field looked helplessly at the fragments of the broom, then lowered his head and smiled at Amy: "It seems that I have no reason to take you to try flying!"

Amy instinctively felt that there was something strange about his look, and for a while she couldn't figure out what was strange. He seemed quite disappointed.

Suddenly, a strange cry of "Ouch, ouch, ouch" was heard, and Professor Quirrell was still wrapped in the smelly turban, being chased and beaten by several snowballs. Those snowballs were also very spiritual. They all hit him on his turban and hit him.

The snowball did not break after falling to the ground. Instead, it jumped up as if it were alive and hit Professor Quirrell's turban again. A discerning person will know at a glance that these snowballs must have been cursed by someone.

Professor Quirrell closed his eyes and took out his wand. With a flick, all the snowballs fell to the ground and would never move again.

Field shouted: "Professor Quirrell, are you okay?"

Quirrell stammered and was at a loss: "I...I...I think...it must be...Wes...the Weasley brothers...did...it! I...I...I originally …”

Professor Quirrell stutters badly, but he doesn't stutter during class, especially when reciting spells.

Amy never took his classes well because there was always a smell of rotten meat in the classroom that made her feel nauseous and unable to concentrate on her studies at all.

On the contrary, she took Professor Snape's class very well, and she could always smell the scent of Fengyoujing. As soon as Professor Snape entered the classroom, she immediately felt refreshed and in a particularly good state.

Field also felt that Professor Quirrell was too verbose. He nodded his head more than ten times and said, "You should go back and check whether you were injured by the snowball! Leave it to me to catch the person who cast the spell on the snowball." deal with!"

"Oh... that... that's... great!" Quirrell left in a hurry, as if something big was waiting for him.

As soon as Quirrell left, Amy took a long breath of fresh air and felt like she was reborn.

Field shouted in the direction Quirrell ran out of just now: "Stop hiding! I won't deduct points from you!"

Then two people who looked exactly the same ran out laughing and joking, they were Fred and George. They were wearing the same clothes and the same red and yellow striped scarves, and there was no difference at all.

It seems... there is a slight difference in height, but Amy doesn't know who is taller, let alone who is short.

And there is a gap in developing data such as height now, but maybe the gap will not be obvious in a few months. So, it’s better not to tell them apart based on their height difference.

"Hi, Field! You are much smarter than Percy!" Fred complimented him as soon as he came over, and then waved to Amy: "Amy, do you want some more grape juice?"

"No, no, no, no!" Amy shook her head quickly, fearing that if she shook it too late, grape juice would be poured into her mouth.

Her psychological shadow is not small. After the last episode, Amy was confused all morning. She finally found a chance to enter the "hidden space" and was stunned by the several bonus contents, okay?

〖Teach Malfoy a lesson and reward 20 gold coins! (Remaining times∞)〗

What does this last symbol represent? Does that mean there is no limit on the number of times? You get 20 gold coins if you beat him once! It can be converted into 20 gold galleons...

Amy almost fell into trouble with such a profitable thing, okay? She could become a multimillionaire by beating up Malfoy!

But why is there another one [well-known in Hogwarts, rewarded with 300 gold coins]?

Why does the amount of this bonus seem so unsafe?

"Publicly known" means... we can no longer be transparent, right?

"Jimmy! What happened?" Amy didn't know who to ask.

Jimmy Machinery's answer: "Due to #, the relevant content has been blocked and cannot be viewed!"

"Why?" Amy began to doubt a certain skill she had bought: "Didn't I also buy the skill of emotional control? Why did I still hit someone?"

Jimmy replied: "Due to some... undisplayable reasons, the mood is out of control! You can continue to purchase higher-level emotion-related skills, and the display has been pushed to you now!"

Then, several purchasable skills popped up on the floor-to-ceiling mirror.

"The character of a noble lady, 1000 gold coins! The gentle character, 800 gold coins! The high-level emotional control, 200 gold coins..." The more Amy read, the more she felt cheated: "So, what does the 'emotional control' I bought for 50 gold coins mean? What’s the use?”

"You can block all bad words when you're awake!" Jimmy's answer was so irritating.

……

Therefore, after coming out of the "hidden space", Amy has made up her mind not to eat anything given by the Weasley twins again!

However, George actually said: "But you became super cool after drinking it! Don't you want to do it again?"

Again? Beating Malfoy again is a trivial matter, but if he beats the prefects of each house again, will he still be able to stay at Hogwarts the next day?

"No!" Amy refused too simply, with a harmless expression like a kitten. However, who doesn’t know how cruel this little cat can be when it scratches people?

George had already seen the broom on the ground, and had already heard the sound of something exploding in mid-air in the distance. Looking at the fragments of the broom here, he almost understood what was going on. He only asked: "Failed to practice flying again?"

Field answered for her: "Yes! Amy's broom always explodes and cannot be used for flying at all. She has never tried the feeling of flying!"

"Oh?" Fred's eyes flashed with a thief. He stretched out his hand and held the broom in his hand, saying, "Then I'll take you flying once!"

Before she finished speaking, Amy felt her wrist being yanked fiercely and her whole body being dragged away. Before she could realize what happened, she was already sitting sideways on the broom handle. Their eyes widened even more, and before they could say a word, the two of them flew into the sky with a broomstick.

"what--!!!"

Amy was so frightened that she screamed, not daring to open her eyes at all, and tightly hugged the arm in front of her with both hands. It is simply a posture where the person is flying in front and the soul is chasing behind, and even the soul is scattered and unable to catch up.

"Open your eyes! You will find it very exciting!" Fred's voice was close to his ears.

"No!" Amy shouted: "I won't open my eyes even if I die!"

"Haha~" Fred smiled so happily and proudly, then grabbed the handle of the broom and pulled it up, controlling the broomstick to fly up almost vertically.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Amy finally understood the mood of the Sky Monkey when he ascended to heaven. He really wanted to die. No wonder the Flying Monkey flew up with a whoosh and then exploded with a "pop".

"Going down!" Fred shouted in Amy's ear. Then he almost turned the broom around and dived vertically towards the ground.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

But why did Fred laugh harder the louder Amy screamed?

When it was close to the ground, there was a sudden sudden stop. Amy grabbed her arm to no avail, and fell to the ground with a thud.

"Amy!" Field rushed to help, but George had already beaten him to it.

George tried to drag Amy up from the snow, and still waved to Fred: "Let me do it again!"

Hearing this, Amy almost cried and shouted: "Let go! Don't touch me! I don't want to fly!" She struggled not to let George help her, but her hands and feet were all weak, she was still dizzy, and it was difficult to stand up. .

I saw Field in my dizziness, and immediately rushed towards him as if I was grabbing a life-saving straw. I grabbed him and didn't let go, shouting: "Senior Field, don't let them get close to me again! I... still I don’t want to die!”