Holy Light Professor at Hogwarts

Thursday, a clear, breezy day.

Early that morning, Kirk and Madam Pomfrey arrived at their post to re-check whether the equipment needed to treat trauma was complete; today was the first time for the three little wizards Gryffindor, Slytherin and the school hospital to fly. class day.

Class started at 03:30 in the afternoon. Kirk and Madam Pomfrey came early, so they were definitely not overly worried.

On Thursday last week, before the first class, a little Ravenclaw wizard, in order to prove to his classmates that he had been flying around on a broomstick since he was a child, actually rode an ordinary broomstick, jumped off the long table, and Needless to say, his flying display ended with a sprained ankle.

When he was brought to the school hospital, Kirk and Madam Pomfrey were having breakfast in the castle hall. When they rushed back to the school hospital, the child had been screaming in pain for a long time.

This kind of thing is not accidental. On the morning of the flying lesson, all the little wizards were in a state of panic. Some were showing off, some were looking forward to it, and some were anxious. Naturally, many unexpected things would happen if they were restless. So last Thursday, Kirk and Madam Pomfrey had been busy all morning.

But the school hospital was surprisingly quiet this morning. I don’t know if it’s because after a week’s buffering period, the little wizards are less enthusiastic about flying, or if it’s because they were very lucky today and there were no accidents.

After lunch, Kirk was a little bored, so he went to the church auditorium and lay down at the window to look at the scenery outside.

Hagrid seemed to be busy with endless tasks every day. He was currently carrying a big bag and feeding a group of magical animals that looked like eagles and horses;

From time to time, silhouettes of people can be seen flying into the sky on the Quidditch pitch. I don't know which college's team is practicing before the afternoon class starts;

The edge of the Black Lake seemed to be a holy place for dating. In just a short while, Kirk saw several pairs of male and female wizards walking hand in hand by the lake.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the bell in the castle rang on time, and the players practicing on the Quidditch field ran to the castle one by one with their broomsticks; the little wizards who were dating by the lake also reluctantly said goodbye and went back to the castle separately.

At this time, a group of little wizards wearing green-trimmed robes came out of the castle. The leader was a child with light blond hair and a pale oval face. He jumped forward and turned around to show off from time to time. Take a look at his classmates.

He complained loudly that the first years were not eligible to join the house Quidditch team, and recounted many of his wonderful experiences as a child playing Quidditch, culminating in his narrow escape from a Muggle helicopter.

He stopped talking after that, not because he was short of words, but when they passed by the church, they happened to see Kirk lying at the window; although most of the little wizards in Slytherin didn't believe it, Kirk had a conversation with his dean after class. They continued the duel and eventually won, but they felt a little guilty after not seeing their dean refute this matter for so many days.

Therefore, when the little wizards of Slytherin see Kirk, they always feel an inexplicable feeling of guilt.

Silently and obediently, they came to the open space between the church and Hagrid's hut; yes, the location of the flying lessons was changed from the other side of the castle to here, probably for the safety of the students, after all, it is far from the school. The hospital is close enough.

After the little wizards of Slytherin arrived, the freshmen of Gryffindor also arrived one after another, and their three students were hanging at the back. When they saw Kirk, they were a little embarrassed and walked around. The big circle walked into the class queue.

Kirk chuckled. Last night, the three of them held a book called "The Origins of Quidditch" and immersed themselves in reading it. They called it a preview for today's flying lesson.They didn't leave until after nine o'clock in the evening.

Kirk naturally knew what they were thinking, and it was nothing more than using this method to delay time and stay until midnight to see the unicorns.

Kirk did not condone this kind of thing and drove them back to the castle before the ten o'clock silent school; he would rather see his three students sneak out in the middle of the night than use such a stupid method.

At 03:30, Professor Huo Qi from the flying class showed up on time, with a big box floating behind her. When he walked to the front of the crowd, he waved his magic wand, and brooms flew out of the box and arranged them one by one. On the ground, these brooms were worn and old, with some branches sticking out here and there. It could be seen that they had been in service for a long time.

"Okay, what are you all waiting for?" Huo Qi said sharply, "Everyone stand next to a flying broomstick. Quick, quick, hurry up."

The students were a little nervous being stared at by her hawk-like yellow glasses, but they still found brooms and stood beside it.

"Stretch out your right hand and place it on the broom handle," Mrs. Hooch shouted from the front, "and then say: Get up!"

"Get up!" everyone shouted.

Kirk felt that riding a broomstick probably requires talent and has little to do with whether you work hard enough. Otherwise, it would be unexplainable that Hermione's broom was just rolling on the ground. If Kirk hadn't put Hermione on the floor last night, Rushing back to the castle, she might actually be able to memorize the book "Quidditch Origins".

However, although Hermione's broom was not very obedient, Harry caught the flying broomstick in his hand at once; there are not many little wizards who can do this. The little Slytherin wizard with light blond hair just now He managed to do it reluctantly. It seems that those words he boasted before were not all bragging.

Then Mrs. Hooch showed them how to get on a broom without slipping off her head.She walked up and down the line, correcting their grip.

"Okay, as soon as I whistle, you kick your legs off the ground and push hard." Mrs. Huo Qi said: "Hold the broom steadily, rise a few feet, then lean forward slightly and fall vertically back to the ground. Listen to my whistle—three—two—"

In the team, the little Gryffindor named Neville was probably too nervous. Before the whistle touched Mrs. Hooch's lips, he kicked hard and flew up.

"Come back, kid!" cried Mrs. Hooch, but Neville rose straight up like a cork from a bottle, twelve feet, twenty feet.

The little wizards saw his frightened, pale face looking at the ground flying away below, and saw him panting with his mouth wide open, sliding down the side of the broom handle, and then rolling straight down.

Many people were too scared to look and covered their eyes with their hands, but the imaginary "bang" sound of falling did not ring in their ears; when they opened their eyes, they found that Neville was levitating. In mid-air, he was screaming and spitting something out of his mouth.

Under him, Professor Kirk was holding up one hand with one hand, and a ball of golden light condensed in his palm.

"Fuck! This young man!"

Kirk slowly lowered Neville in the air. When Neville jumped into the air, he rushed here and finally caught Neville before he fell; however, that poor broom Not so lucky, it continued to rise higher and higher, and then began to slowly drift towards the Forbidden Forest and disappeared.

Neville fell to the ground and was firmly caught by Professor Huo Qi. Although he did not fall from his hands, he rolled after taking off, leaving him in a very bad state. His smile turned pale, he was retching from time to time, and his legs were also missing. gained strength.

"Professor Huo Qi, please bring him to the school doctor's office." After Kirk said that, he rushed towards the school doctor's office to prepare things for treatment.

Professor Huo Qi turned to the other students in the class and said: "I will send this child to the hospital. No one of you is allowed to move! Put the broomstick back to its place, otherwise, you will be killed before you can even say 'Quidditch'." Out the gates of Hogwarts. Come on, dear."

Neville had tears streaks on his face. He grabbed Mrs. Hooch's arm with his hand to prevent him from falling down. The school hospital was simply very close, so he was quickly placed on the hospital bed.

Madam Pomfrey skillfully used magic spells to help him clean up the vomit on his robes, and Kirk used the "purity spell" to make him no longer feel nauseated, but then the magic potion that Madam Pomfrey poured into his mouth made it worse. Makes him feel bad.

However, the function of the potion was to calm him down and fall asleep quickly, so Neville didn't feel uncomfortable for long before falling into a deep sleep.

"Poor child..." Madam Pomfrey said sympathetically, holding an empty cup in her hand: "It has only been two weeks since school started, and he has already been admitted to the school hospital twice."

Kirk thought about it and realized that it seemed true. He was also injured by the potion in the potion class last Friday: "This kid seems to be a bit clumsy."

Madam Pomfrey hesitated to speak, and Professor Hooch said goodbye to continue going to class. After Professor Hooch left, Madam Pomfrey pulled Kirk out of the ward and whispered: "This child was not born like this, he became There is a reason for this..."

Madam Pomfrey then recounted what happened ten years ago.

Ten years ago, Neville's Auror parents, Frank Longbottom and Alice Longbottom, were captured by the Death Eaters. In order to prevent them from telling where Voldemort might have escaped, the Death Eaters used Cruciatus on them. Damn, they were tortured crazy.

Neville, who was only one year old, witnessed the torture of his parents, which caused indelible damage to his young mind. In order to make him forget this cruel memory, his grandmother cast a forgetting spell on the one-year-old little Neville. , but the Forgetting Curse made Neville forget this experience and also damaged his mind.

"That's why he's not as smart as he is now, right?" Kirk sympathized.

When he came to this world, he had seen more than once children who suffered because of their parents' affairs. Neville was like this, and Harry was like this.

Madam Pomfrey said: "If you can, I hope you can help him. I know that Dean you are a capable person."

Kirk nodded. He would naturally help if he could, not only because of his sympathy for little Neville, but also because of his responsibility as the director of the school hospital.

And just when he was about to enter the ward to conduct further examinations on Neville, Professor McGonagall took Harry into the door of the school hospital.

Isn't Harry taking flying lessons?Why was Professor McGonagall brought here?