[HP] When the Sword Fairy traveled to Hogwarts

After learning that Gryffindor students would have flying lessons with Slytherin students on Thursday, Harry felt complicated.

Happily, he finally got his wish to learn how to fly, and he could also take classes with Bai Lu and share his joy with her.

But on the other hand, Slytherin's students also included Draco Malfoy, a guy even more annoying than Dudley.

"What bad luck," Harry said dejectedly. "It's just as I expected. I'm probably going to make a fool of myself in front of Malfoy on a broomstick."

"It's not certain that you're going to make a fool of yourself," Ron said rationally. "I know Malfoy always brags about how great he is at Quidditch, but I bet he's just telling lies."

When Bai Lu came to the auditorium, it happened to be the time when the postman arrived.

Harry hadn't received a letter since Hagrid's last text message, and needless to say, Draco had noticed this.

The two of them were like natural enemies, fighting against each other in everything, especially when they were in two colleges that had never had a good relationship with each other. This kind of struggle was particularly obvious.

Draco's owl often brought him large bags of sweets from home, and he always opened them proudly at the Slytherin table.

Although he wanted to share candies with Bai Lu every time, she politely refused.

While Bai Lu was eating breakfast quietly, there was sudden movement at the Gryffindor table.

It turned out that Draco had snatched the memory ball that Neville's grandmother had just sent him from his hand. Harry and Ron jumped up, looking like they were going to fight Draco.

But Professor McGonagall was also present today. She could always sense something was wrong more keenly than other teachers, and she appeared in the blink of an eye.

"what happened?"

"Malfoy stole my Remembrall, Professor."

Draco scowled and quickly threw the memory ball back on the table.

"We'll see," he said and scurried away, Crabbe and Goyle following closely behind.

Bai Lu sighed silently in her heart. She didn't know what kind of trouble they would cause during the afternoon flying lesson. After all, the teacher was present, so nothing major would happen.

The flying lesson was at 3:30 in the afternoon. It was a clear and breezy day. The gathering place was a flat lawn opposite the venue. Beyond the lawn was the Forbidden Forest, with dark trees swaying in the wind in the distance.

Before Harry and the others came over, Bai Lu and other Slytherin students were already there, and there were twenty broomsticks neatly arranged on the ground.

Ms. Huo Qi is their flying class teacher. She has short gray hair and two yellow eyes, like the eyes of an eagle.

"Okay, what are you all waiting for?" she snapped. "Everyone stand next to a broomstick. Hurry, hurry, hurry up."

Bai Lu lowered her head and glanced at her broomstick. It must have been used for a long time. It was broken and old, and some branches were sticking out here and there.

She had some doubts as to whether this broom could really carry people flying.

"Put your right hand on top of the broom handle," Ms. Hooch shouted from the front, "and say, 'Get up!'"

"Get up!" everyone shouted.

Bai Lu's broom immediately jumped into her hand, and she noticed that Harry's was the same, but there were only a few such obedient brooms.

Hermione's broom just rolled on the ground, but Neville's broom didn't move at all. Draco's situation was better, at least the broom was trembling in his hand.

Then, Ms. Huo Qi showed them how to ride on a broom without slipping off. She walked around the group and corrected their hand grip.

Then Ms. Huo Qi asked them to listen to her whistle instructions and prepare for the official flight.

However, Neville was too nervous and was afraid of being left on the ground, so before the whistle touched Ms. Hooch's lips, he kicked hard and flew up.

"Come back, kid!" shouted Ms. Hooch, but Neville rose straight up, like a cork from a bottle, until he was twenty feet above the ground.

Neville slid off the side of the broom handle uncontrollably and fell straight to the ground. Since the teacher was present, Bai Lu couldn't fly over to save him, so she could only secretly squeeze the hand to slow down the force of his fall.

Unfortunately, although the impact of the fall was reduced, there was a small hard stone where Neville fell. He hit the small stone face down, and he suddenly started bleeding profusely.

His broomstick was still rising higher and higher, and then began to slowly float towards the Forbidden Forest and disappeared.

Bai Lu handed Neville a clean handkerchief and told him to cover the wound to temporarily stop the bleeding. He sobbed and whispered his thanks before taking it, and the blood quickly stained the handkerchief red.

Ms. Huo Qi, who rushed over, glanced at Bai Lu approvingly, checked Neville's condition, and then turned to look at the other students in the class.

"I'm taking this kid to the hospital. No one of you is allowed to move! Put the broomstick back where it belongs. Otherwise, you'll be kicked out of Hogwarts before you can even say 'Quidditch.' Okay. , let’s go, honey.”

With tear streaks on Neville's face, he grabbed his wrist and limped away with Ms. Hooch.

As soon as they were out of sight of the students, Draco burst into laughter.

"Did you see his face, that stupid big guy?"

Other Slytherin students echoed.

"Stop talking, Malfoy." Bai Lu frowned and said, "We are all classmates."

As the senior sister, Bai Lu has already developed a conditioned reflex to smooth things over.

"Hey, protecting Longbottom?" Pansy had long disliked her, but she usually ignored their existence, and she never found a chance to have an attack. Now she finally caught her little tail. .

"I didn't expect you to like a chubby little tearbag, Lu Bai. Sure enough, Muggle-born people just don't have that good taste."

Bai Lu was not angry, and still had the calm expression, "This has nothing to do with origin. I am just discussing the matter, not targeting anyone. If you are right, I will also be willing to speak for you."

Bai Lu's eyes are serious and sincere, making people believe her words without hesitation.

Pansy only felt that she had punched the cotton, neither up nor down. She could only stomp her foot bitterly, turned around and stopped getting involved in this matter.

Draco felt very uncomfortable after hearing Bai Lu's words. She would speak up for anyone, including Pansy, who had always been targeting her, but how could she always be rude to him and often be mean to him.

Even that silly guy named Neville was treated with tenderness by her.

The more Draco thought about it, the more aggrieved and angry he became. He rushed over and grabbed what Neville had dropped on the grass. "Look, it was given to him by that idiot Longbottom's grandmother."

He held up the memory ball, which sparkled in the sunlight.

"Bring it here, Malfoy." Harry couldn't stand it anymore and whispered seriously.

Everyone stopped talking and stared at them.

Malfoy sneered, "I want to put it somewhere and let Longbottom pick it up, um... put it on a tree, how about it?"

"Bring it here!" Harry shouted, but Malfoy had already jumped on his broom and took off.

He hadn't been bragging when he said he was a good flyer. He was indeed a good flyer. He was suspended at a height parallel to the tops of an oak tree and shouted: "Come and get it, Potter!"

Harry snatched up his broom.

"No!" Hermione shouted, "Ms. Hooch told us not to move. You would cause trouble for all of us."

Harry ignored her, blood hitting his eardrums loudly. He quickly got on the broomstick, kicked the ground hard, and rose up smoothly.

Bai Lu watched things develop in an unpredictable direction and held her forehead with a headache. Young boys were prone to impulsivity, so she could only wait and see what happened.