Pokémon the Dream: Eevee's Journey of Change

In the afternoon, the little wizards seemed to still be thinking about the lunch incident.

The wind is blowing

But it still can't stop the little wizards' enthusiasm for flying lessons.

Flying lessons can be considered as the art and music lessons that we all like.

You know, flying lessons, as the name suggests, all you have to do is fly.

To do this, you need to use a broom as a flying tool.

Broom, why can't it be anything else but a broom?

This is a question in the minds of many young wizards.

In flying class,

The little wizards gathered in the wide playground, holding their brooms tightly in their hands, their eyes full of anticipation and excitement.

The flying lesson teacher is an experienced old wizard.

Madam Hooch.

She stood on the podium, looked at everyone with a smile, and began to explain the flight lesson.

“Students, flying class is a very important course.

It can not only help you master the skills of flying, but also exercise your courage and confidence. "

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"Now, use your broom as your wand and make it obey your command.

This is your first step in learning to fly, so take action, little wizards!"

Madam Hooch's voice echoed throughout the playground, her eyes firm and encouraging.

"Booie"

Donald's big, cute, soft ears moved.

Donald had a bewildered expression on his face, the little cutie had no idea what was going on.

The little wizards listened with great interest, as if they were attracted by a mysterious power.

They nodded one after another, indicating that they understood the teacher's instructions.

"Well, let's get started now!"

Following Madam Hooch's command, the little wizards got on their brooms and prepared to take off.

Some of the young wizards looked a little nervous, with their brooms shaking constantly, as if they were uneasy about the upcoming challenge;

Some little wizards are full of confidence. They easily mount their brooms, excitement glittering in their eyes, ready to meet the challenge.

“Students, don’t be afraid.

Flying requires courage and confidence.

As long as you believe in yourself, you will succeed.”

Madam Hooch's voice rang out again, and her eyes swept over every student, giving them the most sincere encouragement.

Neville Longbottom also got on his broom, his face full of tension and fear.

He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself, but his hands were still shaking slightly.

He knew that at this moment, he had to bravely face his inner fear in order to take a step of his own.

He gripped the broom handle tightly and stammered the incantation:

"Wingardim Leviosa!"

The broom didn't respond and Neville's face turned even paler.

He chanted the spell again, with a hint of despair in his voice:

"Wingardim Leviosa!"

The broom still didn't respond, and Neville's hands began to shake uncontrollably.

The other little wizards turned their eyes to Neville, their eyes full of sympathy and worry.

Seeing this, Madam Hooch hurried to Neville's side and whispered to comfort him:

"Don't worry, Neville, take your time and relax."

Neville nodded vigorously, took a deep breath, and concentrated on chanting the spell again.

This time, the broom seemed to feel Neville's determination and finally trembled slightly.

A look of surprise immediately appeared on Neville's face. He nervously reached out his hand, carefully grasped the broom handle, and gently pushed it upwards.

The broom slowly rose, Neville's heart filled with excitement and pride.

He shouted excitedly:

"I did it! I really did it!"

The classmates also applauded Neville. Neville was so happy that he couldn't stop smiling.

However, at this moment, an accident happened.

For some reason, a Quidditch ball suddenly flew towards Neville at an extremely fast speed.

Neville was stunned by this sudden change and had no idea how to deal with it.

He tried to dodge in panic, but because he was too nervous, he lost his balance and fell off the broom.

The classmates screamed in fear and Neville danced in the air, trying to grab something.

Just as Neville was about to fall to the ground, Madam Hooch quickly cast a levitation spell, allowing Neville to land steadily on the ground.

Neville's face was pale, he was breathing heavily, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he looked at Madam Hooch with horror in his eyes.

Donald was a little surprised to see this scene, so why not just get up from the ground.

As for being so scared?

You're already that old.

Neville was so scared that he was about to cry. He didn't understand why he couldn't fly easily.

But it is so difficult for me to even take off.

Just then, a gentle voice came into its ears.

"Don't worry, Neville."

It turned out that Professor McGonagall had come to it at some point.

“It takes some skill and patience to wield a broom.

First try to relax yourself and feel the power of the wind."

Neville listened to Professor McGonagall's words, took a few deep breaths, and tried to calm himself down.

It grabbed the broom handle again and waved it gently, and this time the broom finally left the ground!

"I'm flying! I'm flying!"

Neville shouted excitedly.

As Neville took off successfully, the other little wizards also cheered and applauded for him.

It feels so great to fly freely in the sky!

Neville's heart was filled with joy and a sense of accomplishment.

He decided that he must study magic harder in the future and become an excellent little wizard.

at the same time

Madam Hooch said to him with concern:

"Very good, Neville, you've done very well."

Neville looked at Madam Hooch gratefully.

He knew that although his flying skills were not yet proficient, he had bravely taken the first step.