Snakes at Hogwarts

"Potter will definitely be expelled now."

Seeing Potter being taken away by Professor McGonagall, Draco proudly showed off to Andros and others.

"Professor McGonagall is the most selfless professor at Hogwarts."

He had just engaged in a contest with Potter that was similar to an aerial duel between ancient wizards.

It was a rather barbaric broomstick contest, the rule of which was to knock the opponent off the broomstick, and the last person left on the broomstick was the winner.

Andros knew this because he heard Hermione tell a lot about the history of Quidditch and wizard aerial sports that day.

"Don't be stupid, Dumbledore will not agree. How could he fire his savior over such a trivial matter."

"Even if this is the case, he will definitely be punished by Professor McGonagall, and a lot of points will be deducted from Gryffindor." Draco still refused to give up, as long as it could bring misfortune to the savior Potter, He would definitely be willing to give it a try.

"That's not necessarily true. No matter what, Professor McGonagall is a Gryffindor."

Looking at the confused Xiaolong, Andros thought it would be better not to dissuade him. Anyway, he would know it himself in a few days.

Not only was Porter not punished, he became the youngest Seeker to score a century.

"You will understand later."

Although Professor McGonagall is strict and rigid, she is still a Gryffindor in the final analysis and has the qualities that Gryffindor praises.

Moreover, she is also an avid Quidditch fan.

I think I understand everything.

It is worth mentioning that in the novel, Harry dived to grab the memory ball less than 1 foot away from the grass, and then rolled onto the grass.

In the movie, Harry caught the memory ball outside the window of Professor McGonagall's office, and then Professor McGonagall discovered his outstanding flying talent.

Ms. Huo Qi rushed back quickly without keeping them waiting.

"Now, everyone, stand still." She blew the silver whistle tied around her neck, and the loud whistle brought the scattered students back together.

"Let's continue the class"

"Ms. Hooch, how is Neville's condition?" asked a Gryffindor in the crowd. His voice sounded very much like the explosives maniac Andros met in the school nurse that day, Seamus Finnigan.

"Don't worry, he's not injured, he's just a little frightened. Madam Pomfrey gave him a dose of Relaxing Feather. I think you can see him on the long table when dinner starts."

Neville is really miserable. It has only been a short time since school started, and he has already been admitted to the school infirmary twice.

Moreover, as the students continue to study in Potions class, he may gradually become a frequent visitor to the infirmary.

But what does this have to do with myself?

While getting on the broomstick with the Slytherins, Andros quickly stopped his random thoughts.

He is not Potter and does not have that kind of flying talent. He needs to concentrate on practicing flying.

Otherwise, the tragedy that happened to Neville would probably happen to him.

"Okay, now, carefully recall the key points I said, don't be nervous, listen to my whistle, three, two, one, take off."

When the whistle sounded, Andros kicked hard, and he finally left the solid ground. The blood surged in his body. The afternoon breeze gently passed around his cheeks and blew through his eardrums, sending a whooshing sound. sound.

After the initial panic, Andros soon fell in love with the feeling of flying.

No wonder so many people have been yearning for flying since ancient times. It’s because this feeling is so impressive.

Although due to his own technical reasons, he didn't fly high, he didn't fly fast, and he always couldn't control the direction.

But Andros is still very satisfied with it.

At least I'm pretty good at this, right?

Out of this self-satisfaction, he even ignored Draco's taunts and continued to figure out how to fly.

"Well done" Ms. Hooch's voice came from below Andros.

He lowered his head. The witch was shouting to the sky on the lawn. She looked about the same size as the house elf in the kitchen.

"Okay, okay, now everyone is ready to land. Remember, the speed must be slow," Ms. Huo Qi shouted.

Ah, is it over so soon?

Andros thought rather boringly. He took one last look at the vast black lake in the distance, and then prepared to turn the broom head and fly towards the lawn below.

An accident happened.

Just when he was about to change direction, Andros suddenly found that the broom in his hand no longer obeyed his orders.

It trembled violently, swaying left and right in a desperate attempt to throw him down.

Isn't it

Is it because I kicked you just now?

Andros held the broom handle tightly. Before he could think about it, the out-of-control broom raised its head and accelerated, taking him higher into the sky.

"What's going on?" The students who had flown back also discovered something unusual about Andros.

"Come back, kid," Ms. Hooch shouted to Andros.

"My broom is out of control," Andros responded downwards, regardless of whether Ms. Hooch heard it or not.

All his thoughts were focused on not being thrown off the broom by the violent jolts. His knees clamped the broom tightly, and the knuckles of both hands turned pale from holding it too tightly.

该死 的

Do you think I don’t want to go back?

Andros couldn't help but curse.

In a short time, the out-of-control broom had carried him up six or seven feet.

"Merlin!" exclamations came from the crowd one after another.

Madam Hooch suddenly grabbed a broom from the hands of the little wizard next to her. The lady kicked the ground hard, collapsed from the side as the broom accelerated, and flew quickly towards Andros.

She simply couldn't imagine what would happen if something unexpected happened in her class.

"Hold on kid, I'll be right there."

Everyone's eyes were on Andros, who was flying higher and higher. No one noticed that beside the gate of the castle, a tall and muscular male student was staring intently at Andros' broom.

There were words in his mouth, as if he was chanting some spell.

Of course, Andros in the air didn't know these things, and he didn't even hear Ms. Hooch's cry.

The strong wind roared in his ears, hitting his eardrums together with the blood in his brain, making him unable to hear any sound. Looking at the broom flying higher and higher, Andros had already made a judgment in his heart.

Can't fly any higher.

In just a few seconds, the broom had taken him to an altitude of at least 20 feet, and the height continued to rise with his hesitation.

Must do this

Andros made a decision in his heart. He never lacked decisiveness and courage. Hesitation was not his character.

Amid the exclamations of the crowd below, Andros let go of his hand, and then the broom shook violently and threw him off the broomstick.

From a spinning perspective, he saw Ms. Huo Qi's hand, and she almost caught herself as she fell.

"Damn, just a little bit." Malfoy and Zabini waved their hands fiercely, and almost, just a little bit Miss Hooch caught him.

"Merlin" Pansy and the other girls covered their eyes in despair.

At the very back of the crowd, Marsol Flint showed a ferocious smile.

"It depends on what you do, little genius," he said softly in a delicate tone.

Damn it, I should have known better.

Such a thought flashed through Andros's mind as he continued to fall.

However, it's too late to regret now.

No way

It would be too sad if you get a lunch box like this

While controlling his body as much as possible, Andros quickly pulled out the wand and pointed it at the grass below. The magic power was transferred from every corner of his body to the wand clenched in his right hand at an unprecedented speed. .

Looking at the ground getting closer and closer, Andros shouted loudly.

"Armor Protection"