The happiness of HP

The brooms of Apollo and Artemis jumped into their hands immediately, but they only had two brooms so obedient.The brooms of the other students just rolled on the ground, while the brooms of Victoire Weasley and Auschwitz, who got the Firebolt II, did not move at all.Seeing this, everyone was dumbfounded. The Firebolt is not an ordinary flying broom, it is a competition-level flying broom, and the craftsmanship is also very good. Its handle is made of ash wood, which is streamlined and extremely exquisite. Treated with a diamond-hard polish, each broom twig at the rear has been screened to streamline it to perfection, making it unrivaled in balance and precision.Those who can conquer the Firebolt on the first use are very rare, at least they are very talented in flying.

This time, it was equivalent to slapping the Gryffindors severely.

The shouts of "get up" continued one after another, and soon most of the people shouted their brooms.Mrs. Hooch quickly came to Auschwitz. Among the students of the four colleges, he was the only one who didn't call out the broom. The Firebolt II is not a broom that is easy to control.Even Viktoria, who has the blood of magical creatures, finally woke up her broom in the last few.As for Apollo and Artemis, Mrs. Hooch is well aware of their situation. You must know that the broom is also very bullying. The twins have perfectly inherited the magic talent of their two fathers. Their magic is quite abundant, and the broom naturally easy to listen to.

"Mr. Auschwitz, I'm afraid the Firebolt [-] is not suitable for you. That's fine...Mr. Prince, can you change your broom with Mr. Auschwitz?" Mrs. Hooch spoke with Apollo Said.

"Of course." Although Apollo was very angry at Auschwitz, it was another matter if it was the professor's request.Pass the Firebolt to Madam Hooch, and Madam Hooch magically moves the Firebolt II to Apollo's feet.

"Get up!" Apollo shouted to the Firebolt II, and the broom obediently jumped into his hands. The handle of the broom felt good, which satisfied Apollo.

"Slytherin plus 3 points, for Mr. Prince's perfect control of the broom." Mrs. Hooch said with satisfaction.

But soon, Mrs. Hooch discovered a new problem. Auschwitz still couldn't wake up the Firebolt. No matter how determined he was, the Firebolt just rolled on the ground.This made the Gryffindors laugh a little, and Apollo and Artemis, like the students of Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff, are all against Gryffindors. Behavior frowned slightly.

"Oh, forget it, this is my teaching broom, Nimbus 1000, you can use this." Mrs. Hooch had to change the broom for the boy again under the boy's mournful expression.

This time, after changing the broom, Auschwitz called the broom very quickly, but he lowered his head and his ears were red.

Mrs. Hooch saw them all yelling at their brooms, and began to show them how to get on them without slipping off their heads.She walked up and down the line, correcting the grip of the brooms for the first graders.Apollo and Artemis listened very carefully. They had never flown on a broomstick before, so they were learning this very seriously.They were surprised to find that the students who had been criticized for doing something wrong were all students who had previously stated that they had been exposed to broomsticks, or had frequently been exposed to broomsticks.I can't help but understand Dad's intentions. Whether Dad is a flying master or not, it is very wise not to teach them how to fly before school: one is because of their unstable magic power; subconscious habit.This way, they will do better in class.

"Okay, as soon as I whistle, you kick your legs off the ground and push hard," Mrs. Hooch said when finally no one was wrong. "Hold the broom steady, go up a few feet, and then slightly Lean forward and drop straight back to the ground. Listen to my whistle: Three! Two! One!"

The whistle sounded, and the little wizards all began to kick the ground hard.

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Hogwarts, Eighth Floor, Office of the Acting Headmaster

"Here are the accounts of Hogwarts over the years, and some memorandums of special events." Professor McGonagall said.

"Well," Severus took it, flipped through it slowly, and asked as he flipped through it, "Minerva, who do you think is suitable to be the vice-principal after you leave?"

"If you can't bring in a new professor who can do the job, I suggest Kingsley or Wilmina. Kingsley has work experience in the Ministry of Magic, and Wilmina is very careful. Both of them are currently A better candidate." Professor McGonagall recommended.

Severus looked up at Professor McGonagall, and said, "I'll think about it."

"I, Pomona, and Felius will leave together. Transfiguration and herbalism are easy to handle, but you may have to worry about Charms, and you know, Head Slytherin. You have to find someone else, or your work will be very tiring." As for personnel matters, Professor McGonagall is not Dumbledore, who only went to find a professor in a hurry during the summer vacation.

"I will consult Felius about the successor of the professor of Charms. As for the candidate for the head of Slytherin, I now have a general idea." Severus said.

"Well, Severus, you've always been more reliable than Albus," said Professor McGonagall, and glanced at an empty picture frame on the wall.

"Speaking of which, why didn't Albus recommend his wacky candies today?" Severus asked.

"Since he became a portrait, he often goes to Hogsmeade to see Ariana," Professor McGonagall said.

Severus didn't say anything, the atmosphere seemed a little frozen.

"Severus, aren't you planning on moving an office?"

"No, I've used the cellar office for more than ten years and I'm used to it. Besides, the gloomy cellar is more suitable for 'old bats' to inhabit, isn't it?" Severus chuckled bitterly.

"Then these portraits will be moved to the cellar next semester?" Professor McGonagall smiled.

"I thought you knew that I didn't have the habit of revealing my life," Severus said, "Besides, the Floo on campus is very convenient."

"Too."

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After Mrs. Hooch taught the take-off and landing, the children let the children experience the fun of flying in the air.She took the Firebolt and walked aside to drink water.

After Apollo and Artemis raised the broom to a certain height, they began to chase each other slowly. They both found that they liked the feeling of the air whistling through his hair and the robe fluttering behind him. This feeling is really wonderful, they are a little tired from chasing, so they are suspended in the high mid-air, watching the ancient castle from a height.

"Brother, Hogwarts is so beautiful." Artemis drove his broom close to his brother.

"Yes, dear Al," agreed Apollo, "but some people here are really annoying."

"Agreed, brother, but we are here to study, and Dad doesn't want us to fight with anyone." Artemis said, "And, what are they? Children who are showing off their might, we just need to stay away from them in the future. One day, we will let Dad honor us."

"You're right, dear Al." Apollo decided to study harder and be able to protect his father one day.

"Okay, let's go down a little bit, brother. Seatus and Laura are waving to us." Artemis felt that his anger was in this free chase, in the beauty of the Hogwarts castle The scenery suddenly enlightened.

"Well, good." Apollo naturally felt relaxed. He felt that if he was in a bad mood, taking a flight would be a good way to relieve stress, just like his father would make potions if he was sad, or go to the Walking along the East China Sea Line, my father would often say that if you look at the vast things, your heart will be wider.

Just as they were leisurely walking towards their friends, the silver-haired Weasley drove the Firebolt II and suddenly ran straight at the two Slytherins with a smug smile.Apollo and Artemis were suddenly attacked and dodged calmly.

"Weasley, what are you doing?!" Laura yelled at Victoire.

"Hmph! Let's see if you dare to point your wand at me again." Victoire said angrily, and then flew aside.

"Artemis, Apollo, are you all right?" Seatu asked worriedly.

Just when the two children were about to shake their heads to show that it was okay, their two broomsticks suddenly shook frighteningly. For a moment, the two of them thought they were going to fall.Apollo glanced at Artemis, and the two had no choice but to hold the broomstick tightly with both hands, and clamped the broom tightly with their knees.

"Oh, Merlin!" Laura beside Artemis noticed that something was wrong with their brooms.

The two broomsticks were completely out of control, and Apollo and Artemis could not command it at all.The two brooms began to shuttle through the air turning left and right, shaking violently from time to time, almost knocking the two Slytherins off.

More and more students noticed that two children's brooms were behaving strangely.The broom twitched and twisted wildly all the way, slowly and higher and higher, pushing Apollo and Artemis away from the teaching field.

Mrs. Hooch, seeing this dire situation, immediately grabbed the Firebolt, ordered the other students to land, and flew over.Artemis' Firebolt began to writhe and roll, and she could barely support it so it wouldn't fall.And Apollo's Firebolt II was twisting wildly, and poor Apollo was thrown off by it.He now hangs in the air with only one hand on the handle of the broom.

Seeing such a thrilling scene, all the first-year students stared at the twins in horror.Artemis's broomstick vibrated and began to twist as well, and she was also thrown off by the Firebolt, holding the broom with only one hand, and she was suspended in the air.

"Oh no!" screamed and gasped from the Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff students.

Mrs. Hooch flew up, trying to pull Apollo safely onto her broom first, but couldn't—every time she got close to him, the broomstick jumped higher.And moved a little in the direction of the Forbidden Forest.So she fell a little lower and circled under the two children, apparently trying to catch them as they fell.

At this moment, Apollo's Firebolt II began to shake violently again, and the boy's hands began to sweat, and soon he couldn't hold the broom handle, and fell down——

The other first-grade students had already landed on the ground, and he let out a terrified cry, and even a few timid ones covered their eyes.

Mrs. Hooch quickly grabbed the corner of the boy's clothes and kept the boy in her arms.But at this moment, Artemis also fell down.Mrs. Hooch immediately drove the broom and flew over. She knew that she might not be able to hold the girl, but she was a professor—but she didn't have time to free her other hand...

It's too late, but it's fast.Apollo grabbed his sister's hand all of a sudden, which made the students below scream.

"elder brother……"

"There are thorns below, Mrs. Hooch, fly away first." Apollo shouted calmly, gritting his teeth and grabbing his sister's hand.He felt that what the dean said was not wrong at all: flying lessons are one of the ways to commit suicide.

Before Mrs. Hooch could drive the broom, the two children had already fallen down, and Mrs. Hooch only had a piece of neatly cut black cloth in her hand...