Hogwarts Ordnance Manual

Dudley took a few bites of lunch, then found a deserted tree and took the time to sleep for a while. There were people coming and going on campus, and he was very alert, so he felt much safer than in the dormitory.

There were no classes for the second graders in the afternoon. Wood led the Gryffindor players to the court for training. However, Malfoy and his men intercepted him. They occupied the court with Professor Snape's approval and showed off their entire team. New gear for Gryffindors, Alexander.

However, because she had not "behaved well" in the morning, Hermione took the Herbology book and studied hard at noon, and did not join in the quarrel with Malfoy.

The dejected Harry was caught by Dudley. Since nothing happened, they ran to Hagrid's small paddock and taught Dudley how to use a flying broomstick.

There were flying lessons in the first grade, but Dudley couldn't wait until then. There were many students playing on the flying lawn. Because his magic power was low, he didn't want to make a fool of himself in public.

"Just sit on it and press the pedals with both feet..." Harry jumped on his Nimbus 2000 and explained carefully: "The key is to hold on to the broom handle, steady your breathing and wrists, and don't go down. Don’t lift it up even if you press it.”

While explaining, Harry demonstrated the importance of posture and the consequences of different actions.

Dudley looked at it intently and kept nodding. His choice was indeed the right one. Harry was a natural broom rider. He had a strong sense of movement and was good at summarizing. Dudley felt that his explanation was definitely better than Huo Qi's in flying lessons. What Madam said is even better and easier for people to understand.

Dudley pulled out the handsome Nimbus 2001 from the package. Ron on the side once again praised: "This is a hundred times more handsome than Malfoy's!"

"Yes! Hold here," after activating the broom, Harry pointed to the most suitable holding point and asked Dudley to hold on tightly. Then the little fat man jumped up and sat on the broom.

"Oops!" Ron couldn't bear to cover his eyes with his hands, because within a second of Dudley sitting on it, he lost his balance and fell onto the grass.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. Anyone who gets on a broom for the first time will not get used to it!" Harry comforted. Dudley wiped his head. Fortunately, he was not injured. He thought: Come on, you are chasing Malfoy happily the first time you get on the broom. went.

"This time, lower your center of gravity, press down on the broomstick, and quickly step on your feet!" Harry immediately found the problem and put forward the best suggestion.

Dudley quickly did as he was told. His motor nerves were very good and he could sit up smoothly this time. However, his body leaned too forward and the broom somersaulted, causing him to fall to the ground again.

Dudley gasped for air. He was more nervous than the first time he flew an armed helicopter.

Then the third time, the fourth time... and after more than a dozen attempts, Dudley still couldn't sit firmly on the broom and float.

Ron smacked his lips and said, "Finally I met someone worse than me." His flying class scores were average, so even though he was crazy about Quidditch, he failed to make the Gryffindor team.

Harry was also speechless. He thought of all the ways he could think of. At this time, he fell into deep self-doubt and thought: I must have taught him wrong. After so many times, a pig should have learned it. !

Dudley knows his own business, and his sense of balance is absolutely fine. This broom requires a certain amount of magic power to control, and this is going back to the point where he can't play anything without increasing his magic power.

In the last attempt, Dudley didn't have much hope, but he miraculously sat firmly. The broom was floating swaying at a height of about two meters, and he slowly moved forward a few meters, and then slowly moved forward again. dropped to the ground.

"It's done!" Dudley was extremely happy, but Harry and Ron exchanged a look. They knew that it didn't work at all. The power of Nimbus 2001 was super strong. Even with Dudley's weight, he should have been flying very fast just now. Just sprint forward.

"Is there something wrong with the broom?" Harry took the broom from Dudley and checked it carefully. Although he was not a master of broom maintenance, he always cherished his Nimbus 2000 and dealt with minor problems. He has long been self-taught without a teacher.

"This is a specially made one. He may have made some special modifications." Ron leaned over and studied with Harry. There were not many opportunities to touch sports cars at such a close range. Ron often went to the window of the Quidditch boutique. "Licking the glass".

"I'll give it a try. If I can do it, Dudley will definitely be fine!" Ron volunteered.

Harry didn't object. Although Ron's grades were average, he should be fine with a simple flight.

Ron jumped on the broom as handsomely as possible, sat firmly, and said with a smile: "Look, it's very simple! I'll fly around first."

He leaned over and tightened his grip, then accelerated violently. Harry and Dudley felt their eyes dazzled. Ron and the broom rushed out in a flash, almost faster than Harry riding the Nimbus 2000.

"Ron! Slow down!" Harry shouted.

But Ron had no intention of braking. The early autumn wind flew past his face quickly, and the surrounding scenery turned into elongated blocks of color. This feeling was so refreshing. Ron had never experienced this before. Sense of speed, at this moment he had the feeling that if I had this broom, I could also blast Fang Qiu on the Quidditch pitch!

"Isn't this too fast..." Dudley asked Harry weakly, pointing at Ron's shrinking figure.

Harry: "..."

Suddenly, Harry was shocked, pointed at Ron's figure and said: "No, he flew towards the Whomping Willow!"

"Wtf!" Dudley's three souls scared away two and a half souls, and in an instant all the curse words he knew were condensed into two words: "Fuck on the street!"

Sure enough, before the word was finished, a muffled sound came from over there.

By the time Harry and Dudley rushed over, Ron had already fallen under the branches of the Whomping Willow, his face covered with dirt, desperately trying to avoid the angry whip of the Whomping Willow, and Dudley's broom was also stuck in the grass not far away. .

After finally rescuing Ron, he suddenly screamed again. The two of them looked down and saw Ron with a sad face and pulled out his wand. The wand had been broken into two parts from one third.

"Good guy, you can't escape this bad luck..." Dudley rolled his eyes.

The broom was fine. Ron's hand slipped at the last moment, and the broom lost control and fell down. It was just a little stained. If it got stuck on the Whomping Willow, it would be a disaster. Dudley would probably strangle Ron alive. die.

"Hagrid may have a way!" Although Harry sympathized with Ron, the wand was not a valuable thing after all. A brand-new custom-made one only cost 7 galleons. He was more concerned about Dudley's flight plan. The Hufflepuff team had always achieved good results. Very bad, if Dudley becomes an excellent seeker, it will also put pressure on Gryffindor's biggest enemy, Slytherin.

Dudley's eyes lit up. He remembered the scene in the first episode of the movie when Hagrid appeared on Privet Drive riding an old-fashioned motorcycle. Although Dudley was fat, it was nothing compared to Hagrid's half-giant physique. Hagrid certainly has an eye for flying.

Half an hour later, Hagrid had already fully inspected Nimbus 2001 in his hut, then took out an old motorcycle head and said: "The power is definitely enough, just add a handle!"

Dudley swallowed. It seemed that he was going to make magical modifications to the super cool Nimbus 2001...