Hogwarts is unreliable

I don’t know who arranged the fate. It is an irresistible fate. Gryffindor and Slytherin, whether openly or secretly, they can be said to be tit for tat, if not incompatible with each other. In colleges that dislike each other, students of the same grade often have to take classes together.

No, during Thursday's flying class, the first-year students from the two colleges will be together again.

Lin Xiaoan: ""

Lin Xiaoan, you have to hold on, your image of being handsome, tall, invincible and powerful cannot collapse.

However, according to the plot, labor and management should not have to fly in this class. Hehehehehe. As expected, it is the safest and safest to follow the plot.

At 03:30 in the afternoon, the first-year students of Gryffindor hurried down the steps and came to the field in front of the door, preparing for their first flying lesson.

It was a clear, breezy day.

The grass rippled slightly beneath their feet as they walked quickly down the sloping lawn toward a flat lawn on the opposite side of the field.

On the other side of the lawn is the Forbidden Forest, and the dark trees in the distance are swaying in the wind.

The Slytherin students were already there, and twenty broomsticks were neatly arranged on the ground.

The broomsticks in the school are quite old. Some broomsticks will tremble when you fly too high, and some will always tilt slightly to the left.

Lin Xiaoan: Labor and management are always lucky, and they will definitely be able to pick the one that cannot fly.

Ms. Huo Qi, the flying teacher, is here.

She has short gray hair and two yellow eyes, like the eyes of an eagle.

"Okay, what are you all waiting for?" she said sternly: "Everyone stand next to a broomstick. Quick, quick, hurry up."

Lin Xiaoan, like other students, looked down at his broomstick: it was old and broken, with some branches sticking out in various directions.

"Stretch out your right hand and place it on the broom handle." Ms. Huo Qi shouted from the front: "Then start talking."

"Get up" everyone shouted.

Very good. In the whole audience, only Lin Xiaoan and Neville Longbottom had their brooms motionless. Others' brooms more or less responded by jumping into the students' hands, or just rolled a few times.

In the flash of lightning, Lin Xiaoan stretched out his foot and hooked it. In the eyes of others, the broom automatically jumped into Lin Xiaoan's hand.

A broken broom dares to get angry with me, huh, you are still far behind.Lin Xiaoan was filled with a childish sense of accomplishment.

"Okay, when I whistle, you push your legs off the ground and push hard." Ms. Huo Qi demonstrated the correct movements of riding a broom, and then corrected the postures of the students one by one and said: "Take the broom. Steady, rise a few feet, then lean forward slightly and fall straight back to the ground. Listen to my whistle three two."

However, Neville was too nervous to be left on the ground, so before the whistle could touch Ms Hooch's lips, he kicked hard and flew up.

"Come back, kid," shouted Ms. Hooch, but Neville's broom rose straight up, twelve feet twenty feet like an oak cork from a shaken champagne bottle.

Everyone saw him looking pale and frightened at the ground quickly disappearing below. They saw him panting with his mouth wide open, sliding down from the end of the broom handle, and then

"Wingardim Leviosa"

Lin Xiaoan pulled out his wand and used the levitating spell on Neville, who was falling rapidly from the air.

Instead of Newton's coffin, a small whirlwind appeared out of thin air and held up Neville's body, bringing him down slowly.

Although Neville seemed unscathed, he still sat down on the grass, like a fish out of water, with his mouth open and speechless, and his face was so pale that people suspected that he would faint in the next second. past.

Ms. Huo Qi leaned over and looked at Neville, her face also looked very ugly: "Are you okay, kid?"

Neville trembled all over and shook his head, but still couldn't speak.

"Okay, the kid is fine. Get up."

Ms. Huo Qi turned around and found Lin Xiaoan's position: "For your bravery, Mr. Xiaolin, I will add fifty points to Gryffindor."

Lin Xiaoan bowed politely: "This is what I should do, madam."

"Now, I'll take this kid to the infirmary and none of you are allowed to put the broomstick back where it belongs. Otherwise, you'll be kicked out of Hogwarts before you can even say a word of Quidditch. Let's go. ,Honey."

After saying that, Ms. Huo Qi led or supported the weak-footed Neville and left together.

As soon as they walked further, Draco Malfoy started to laugh loudly: "Did you see his frightened face? That stupid big guy who can't even ride a broomstick?"

Here comes the gears of fate that begin to turn, and the story of snatching the memory ball begins.

Lin Xiaoan thought about it and was about to start watching the show.