The bitter history of raising younger brothers of HP's elder brother

At 03:30 in the afternoon, Harry and other students prepared for their first flight training class with excitement.They ran down the stairs, across the grass, and out of the Forbidden Forest.Today's weather is really good, clear and dry, the green grass on the grass is slightly rippling with fine waves, gently brushing their ankles, making people feel very comfortable.Not far away, the trees in the Forbidden Forest were also swaying in the wind.Harry squinted his eyes like a cute kitten.

Twenty brooms were neatly placed on the ground.Harry once heard Fred and George Weasley of Gryffindor complain about the poor quality of the school brooms.They say some broomsticks vibrate when you get high in the air, and some broomsticks tend to veer to the left.

At this time, their teacher Mrs. Hodge came.She has short gray hair and a pair of yellow, sharp eagle-like eyes.

"Hey, what are you standing there for?" she yelled. "Everybody stand on the broom! Come on, come on!"

Harry looked down at his broom.It's so old, there are still many branches sticking out, it's ugly! "Minos, will I fall off the broom? It's so old, I always think it's going to fall apart!"

"Haha, no." Minos laughed.But if you don't like it, I'll give you one...

"Put your right hands over the brooms," said Mrs. Hodge, standing at the front of the line, "and say: Get up!"

"Get up!" everyone yelled.

Instantly Harry's broom jumped into his hands.Other students are not as handy as him.Hermione Granger's broom just rolled on the ground, and Neville's didn't move at all.Probably riding a broom is similar to riding a horse. If you are timid, the horse will not let you ride. The same goes for the broom. Harry was thinking this, and suddenly found that Minos' broom didn't move.Harry's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe what he saw.

Mrs. Hodge showed them how to ride a broom and taught them how to keep from slipping off the broom.After the demonstration, she asked everyone to practice once, and she walked up and down in the team herself, correcting their wrong sitting posture.Harry saw Ron's ecstatic expression as Mrs. Hodge scolded Malfoy for not sitting right at all.

"Now, you pay attention to my whistle. When I blow the whistle, you give a hard kick to the ground," Mrs. Hodge said. "Hold on to your broomsticks, try to rise a few feet, and then move forward slowly. Glide, and get back on the ground. Well, watch out, listen to my whistle—three..."

But Neville was so nervous, before Mrs. Hodge could blow the whistle, he kicked his feet on the ground involuntarily, and flew up with a "huh".

"You child, come back to me!" Mrs. Hodge yelled.But Neville was flying so fast, like a cork popped out of a champagne bottle - twelve feet - twenty feet!Harry saw that Neville was terrified, his face was pale with fright, and he was panting heavily, wow, no, he seems to have lost his grip on the broom... and slipped off!

"Minos!" Harry subconsciously called out.

In an instant, everyone saw that Neville's descending speed slowed down, slowly floating down like a balloon, but his broom kept rising, staggeringly flying towards the Forbidden Forest, and soon disappeared from everyone's sight.Mrs. Hodge ran over to examine Neville, her face was as white as Neville's.

"Lucky, lucky," Harry heard Mrs. Hodge whisper, "Come on, little one - it's all right, try to get up."

Mrs. Hodge turned to look at the rest of the students, and said, "Ten points for Slytherin! I'm going to send this student to the infirmary now. Anyone who tries to fly at this time will get the hell out of me! Do you understand, little guy?" , come on, let's go."

Neville was so frightened that he could barely stand up, but he reluctantly walked up to Minos and thanked him softly before staggering away with Mrs. Hodge's support.

As soon as the two walked away, Malfoy laughed loudly: "You all saw that guy's expression? Haha, what a fool!"

The rest of the Slytherin students laughed too.

"Shut up, Malfoy!" Paviti couldn't stand it anymore.

"Oh, come to fight for the little idiot?" Pansy Parkinson said, "It's unexpected, Paviti, that you like that little fat crying boy."

"Look!" Malfoy rushed out of the line and picked up something on the grass. "Isn't that what the little fool's old grandmother gave him?"

In the sunlight, the memory ball glistened in his hand.

"Put it back where it was, Malfoy!" Ron yelled angrily.

Everyone calmed down and watched the development of the situation.

Malfoy smiled maliciously.

"Well, I guess I'll hide it somewhere and let the little fool look for it--oh, I thought of it--how about putting it in a tree?"

"Put it back where it was!" Ron yelled.But Malfoy had mounted his broom and was flying.

That guy really didn't lie, his flying skills are indeed good.He flew to the top of a tree and challenged Ron: "Come on! Get it if you are brave enough! Weasley!"

Ron grabbed his broom.

"Don't go!" cried Hermione. "Mrs. Hodge told us not to move!"

Ron didn't pay her any attention, his blood was boiling and the roots of his ears were red now.He immediately stepped on his broom, kicked hard on the ground, and the broom flew into the air with him. "Put that ball back where it was! Or I'll kick you off your broom!"

Watching the farce in front of him, Minosto sat on the grass with his chin in his hands, feeling bored.Alas, Lucius is obviously quite a shrewd person, and his tone is always cute and smart... Is there a deep meaning in all of this?But why can't he see it?

"Minos..."

well?Minos, who was bored, looked sideways at Harry.

Gently tugging on Minos' sleeve, Harry's worried eyes revealed a trace of longing.

"Harry wants to fly too?"

"Well...but points will be deducted, Minos, let Draco come down!"

In a great mood for Harry's inexplicable trust in him, Minos pinched Harry's face, turned his head to look at the sky: "Malfoy, where are your manners?"

Malfoy in the sky shook his hand, and the memory ball fell straight down.Harry stepped onto his broom and flew towards the memory ball as if possessed.

Harry was so fast in this dive that he was almost on track with the ball in a second.The sound of the wind in my ears mixed with everyone's screams.Then he stretched out his right hand - and within a foot of the ground, Harry grabbed it!And just in time to adjust the direction of his broom!Holding the memory ball tightly, Harry jumped lightly off the broom and stood firmly on the grass.

"Harry Potter!"

Harry's heart sank suddenly.Professor McGonagall walked straight towards them.She walked quickly and said, "You...you..."

Professor McGonagall was so angry that she was almost speechless, the glasses on the bridge of her nose seemed to be shaking: "...how dare you...this will break your neck..."

"It's not Harry's fault, Professor..." Paviti whispered.

"Paviti, don't make noise!"

"But, Malfoy, he..." This time it was Ron Weasley.

"That's enough, Weasley, I don't want to hear any more. If I'm not mistaken, you have a share in this! You guys, come with me immediately!"

Professor McGonagall started walking towards the castle, Harry followed behind mechanically.It's over, he must be fired!Harry thought desperately.

He wanted to defend what he had done, but his throat seemed to be blocked, and he couldn't say a word.Professor McGonagall strode forward without even looking at Harry.Harry had to trot to keep up with her.Alas, now I have caused a big disaster, and I haven't been here for two weeks to study!It seemed that after 10 minutes, he would have to pack up and leave.I don't know what Minos will say, will he go to the Dursley's to see him?

Going up the front steps and then up the marble stairs inside, Mag still didn't say a word.She flung open every door and trotted down the corridor, followed pitifully by Ron and Harry.Probably she was going to take them to Headmaster Dumbledore.Minos doesn't like Headmaster Dumbledore...

The author has something to say: This chapter uses a lot of original text... In fact, the original content is less than usual... TAT, I am in the middle of the plot, please forgive me~