[HP]Love and Hogwarts

On Thursday, Malfoy seemed very happy because he could finally take flying lessons today. Let's go with Gryffindor. He has been talking to Kahn for a long time about teaching Harry Potter, a country bumpkin, a lesson.

He also got up much earlier than usual, and Kahn waited until 6 o'clock in the common room before his platinum-blond head popped out.

"Good morning, you got up really early today." Kahn said.

He curled his lips and said, "It's really weird coming from your mouth."

"Do you want to wait for them to come out and have breakfast together in the auditorium?" Kahn asked Gower and the others.

"No, we don't know how long we have to wait. Let's go first."

On the long Slytherin table, Malfoy's mother sent him another large bag of candies. After opening it, he naturally grabbed a large handful and put them into Kahn's pocket. Kahn was using his hands to touch the milk on the table. Jeong struggled with the chicken and ham pie, just raising his elbow so he could put the candy in.

"I don't like this," Malfoy said, looking at the pie on her plate. He also had one on his plate.

"Actually, it's okay." Kahn chewed hard for half a minute and then said.

"Hey! Look." Malfoy suddenly patted her shoulder and motioned Kahn to look towards the Gryffindor table. It was Neville's owl delivering a package. "I've eaten. Just wait and see. I guess a fat boy is going to be in trouble." He stood up and walked over there, taking Goyle and Crabbe with him who had just arrived but had already eaten.

Kahn thought for a second, then picked up the half-left pie and followed them.

It turned out that Neville's grandma sent him a memory ball. If it turns red in his hand, it means he has forgotten something. It is obvious that Neville has forgotten something. The memory ball turned red as soon as it arrived in his hand. Bright.

Just as Neville was trying to remember what he had forgotten, Malfoy suddenly passed by the Gryffindor table and fiercely snatched the memory ball away from Neville.

Harry and Ron jumped up, looking like they wanted to fight Malfoy. Kahn quickened his pace slightly and came to Malfoy's side.

"Kahn, get out of the way!" Harry said with a frown.

Professor McGonagall was keenly aware of the movement here and arrived in the blink of an eye. "what happened?"

"Malfoy stole my Remembrall, Professor."

Malfoy looked gloomily and quickly threw the memory ball on the table.

"Wait and see!" After he said that, he grabbed Kahn and hurried away. Crabbe and Goyle followed.

Kahn turned his head and glanced. Harry was still staring at her until he was out of sight around the corner.

Slytherin was in front, and at 3:20 in the afternoon, Kahn and Malfoy arrived on the field in front of the door on time, preparing for their first flying lesson. At 3:30, Gryffindor hurried down the steps.

The teacher who teaches flying lessons is Ms. Huo Qi. She has short hair and yellow eyes like an eagle.

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

Kahn picked one casually next to Malfoy. Although he was still disgusted that the brooms in the college were too old and worn out just now, when it came time to choose a broom, he quickly chose his own broom.

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

"Get up." As soon as Kahn finished speaking, the broom flew into her hand impatiently, giving her a strange feeling. However, there are only a few people who are as well-behaved as her broom. Most of the brooms are still rolling on the ground or not moving at all.

Then Ms. Hooch showed them how to ride on a broom without falling off their heads. Malfoy was also criticized by her for holding his hand incorrectly. When Ms. Hooch turned her head, Malfoy immediately looked at Kahn and said, "I just let it go casually."

"Yes, I can see it." Kahn nodded and said, although she didn't even see how Malfoy held it just now.

"Okay, as soon as I whistle, you kick your legs off the ground and kick hard," Ms. Hooch said, "hold the broom firmly, rise a few feet, then lean forward slightly, and fall vertically back to the ground. Listen to my whistle—three—two—"

Kahn rode the broomstick steadily and rose several meters higher. Although saying this might make Malfoy dissatisfied, she was not very enthusiastic about flying on the broomstick. So after she got higher, she kept spinning in circles. No matter how fast Malfoy asked her to fly, she pretended not to hear and ignored him.

At this moment, Neville suddenly screamed, and his broom went out of control, causing him to rise and fall suddenly, rolling in the air. Then one by one

"Are you okay?" Kahn held the wand in his hand and approached Neville and asked.

"I, I'm fine, can you let me go down quickly?!" He said with a pale face.

"Then I'll let you down now." Kahn controlled the wand and slowly put Neville down from the air. She had cast a levitating charm on Neville's clothes just now when she saw him about to fall off the broom.

"Well done, girl," Ms. Hooch hurried over, her face as pale as Neville.

She helped Neville up and checked it over, then whispered, "Oh, luckily he wasn't injured, but he still needs to be checked just in case."

She 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'. Let's go. ,Honey."

"By the way, there's one more thing!" She looked at Kahn, "You cast a superb floating spell to save this child. Ten points for Slytherin."

"Thank you." Neville said timidly to Kahn.

"It's nothing." She nodded simply.

As soon as Ms. Hooch left, Malfoy burst out laughing. ""Have you seen his face, that stupid big guy? "

Other Slytherin students echoed.

"Actually, he's not very big, right?" Kahn said outside of the situation.

"Hey, protecting Longbottom?" Pansy Parkinson said. She had been unhappy with Kahn for a long time, and finally took the opportunity to sarcastically say, "I didn't expect you to like the chubby little tearbag, but being with him , and it really suits your status, Novia."

"Shut up! Pansy, don't compare Kahn with Longbottom." He interrupted Pansy Parkinson with an unhappy expression.

She shut her mouth angrily.

Malfoy walked up to Kahn and said, "But why are you helping Longbottom? Also, when did you learn the levitation spell? Why didn't I know?"

"Come on, it didn't take long to learn." She glanced at Pansy Parkinson, whose tone just now made her a little unhappy. She originally planned to give her a small lesson, but Malfoy had already reprimanded her, and she didn't bother. Investigate further.

He didn't dwell on this matter, and soon discovered new fun. "Look!" Malfoy said, rushing over to grab something on the grass. "That idiot Longbottom's grandma gave it to him."

"Here, Malfoy," Harry whispered.Everyone stopped talking and watched.

Malfoy smiled grimly, "I want to put it somewhere and let Longbottom pick it up - put it on a tree - how about it?"

Kahn stood on the ground and watched Harry and Malfoy riding broomsticks in the sky to fight for the memory ball, silently calculating in his mind how many minutes it would take for get out of class to end.

The incident ended with Harry being taken away by an angry Professor McGonagall.

Malfoy and the other Slytherins smiled triumphantly, concluding that Harry would pack his bags and leave Hogwarts in despair while they were having dinner. Kahn took a look at Professor McGonagall's expression and felt that Malfoy's delusion might have failed again.

After the flying lesson, Kahn said goodbye to Malfoy temporarily and left.

"Professor Quirrell has made an appointment with me to meet in the afternoon. You can go first." Kahn stood at the corner and said to Malfoy.

He frowned: "What does he want from you? Does he want you to peel garlic for him?"

Professor Quirrell always had a lingering smell of garlic.

"Maybe, see you tonight." Kahn said with a slight sigh.

"If he really asks you to peel garlic, just find an excuse and sneak away." Malfoy teased.

"I will. If he is exposed, I will tell him that Master Malfoy taught me this."

"I won't admit it."

As soon as he opened the door of Professor Quirrell's office, the strong smell of garlic immediately hit his face. Kahn closed the door without changing his expression and walked in, saying hello to him.

"Good afternoon, Professor, what do you have to do with me?"

Professor Quirrell was playing with a glass in his hand, as if he was thinking about something. Hearing this, he just turned his head and smiled at her. He looked really different now than usual. Kahn had never seen him before. He showed this look. He had always stuttered and looked unpleasant before.

"Sit down first, don't be nervous, I just want to ask you a few small questions." He gestured to Kahn to sit on the chair in front of the desk. "Want something to drink? Milk, coffee, honey water?" he said.

"Thank you, but I'm not thirsty now." The smell around her was too strong, and she had no appetite to drink.

"Well, then I'll just ask." He nodded.

"Please tell me." Kahn couldn't think of anything that Professor Quirrell could ask her.

"Actually... I have been paying attention to you. You control your magic very well, and your grades in Charms class are also good, right?" He said hesitantly.

"Yes, in fact I have finished learning all the first grade spells and am thinking about how to borrow second grade books." Kahn said with a little pride.

"Very good," his eyes brightened, "What do you think of the spells in the book?"

Kahn tilted his head and looked at him in confusion: "How about what? Do you mean difficulty? It's average, most of them don't require much practice. By the way, I like to use the cleaning spell best."

"Isn't it difficult for you? Okay, let's change the subject first." He pulled up a chair and sat opposite Kahn, with his fingers crossed on his chest, as if he was about to start a long speech.