A sharp Hogwarts

The content of the letter is not complicated.

The previous paragraph is a short paragraph to thank her for taking care of Neville, as well as some warnings and expectations for Neville.

In fact, Dahlia did not pay special attention to Neville, but reading from Lady Longbottom's letter does not seem to be the case.

In the letter, Mrs. Longbottom called Dalia a "kind and brave" little angel and said she would never sit idly by and watch her be kicked out of Hogwarts Castle.

In most of the following content, Mrs. Longbottom shared some of her views as an adult wizard. For example, magic spells are not important at all. They are just convenient shortcuts. She suggested that Dalia could focus on exploring her own abilities. Your strengths, never give up your confidence in learning magic just because of your failure in magic.

Those two books were the "Longbottom Secrets" that the old lady took the time to compile, manuals on potions and transfiguration, and sent them to Dalia for reference.

The old woman wrote very straightforwardly in the letter. If Snape deliberately made things difficult for her, then he could learn from the Potions Notes.

And if Professor McGonagall is too harsh during the midterm test, she can even go and have a chat with him in person.

"……thanks."

Dalia read the letter silently, and the carelessness on her face disappeared.

She carefully put away the two old notebooks and looked at Neville who was a little nervous and said seriously.

"Very helpful, please be sure to pass on my thanks - and I will definitely stay!"

"Hey, if you can help me..."

Neville breathed a sigh of relief and said with a naive smile.

At this moment, Draco Malfoy passed by the Gryffindor House dining table and suddenly snatched the memory ball from Neville's hand.

Harry and Ron jumped to their feet, half expecting to fight Malfoy for some reason.

However, neither of them responded as quickly as Dalia this time——

Shine——

Dalia pulled out her kitchen knife, grabbed Malfoy's collar with one hand, and pulled him towards her.

Unfortunately, Professor McGonagall noticed the trouble here at the same time, and she appeared in the blink of an eye.

"What's going on?! Miss Dursley, put away your magic knife-"

"Malfoy took my memory ball, Professor."

"Hmph, wait and see."

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

His face turned pale, he shouldn't be near that crazy woman Squib.

"Flying lessons, I hope you don't fall off."

Malfoy dropped his harsh words and hurried away, followed closely by Crabbe and Goyle.

Professor McGonagall has no time to care about them at the moment. She is solemnly telling Dalia not to start a knife fight in the auditorium.

In Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, attacking a classmate with a knife for no reason is a serious act worthy of expulsion.

Professor McGonagall glanced at Malfoy who was walking away, and said seriously with a tight mouth.

"You can cast magic, but you can't cut -"

"Unless you want to become a dark wizard...never let your knife be stained with the blood of innocent people."

"what?"

Dalia blinked in surprise and let out a confused sigh.

Just now, she seemed to have heard some amazing, dangerous settings in this world.

However, Professor McGonagall obviously had no intention of introducing him, and her eyes fell on Neville's face.

"Longbottom--if you have the courage to complain to Augusta, why don't you come to me directly?"

Professor McGonagall seemed a little helpless, and she pinched her eyebrows.

"Don't worry, no one can drive Miss Dursley away..."

"You just need to concentrate on class now, do you understand?"

As she spoke, she glanced at Dalia and the others, and repeated in a serious tone.

"Don't break school rules, don't get yourself into trouble...Malfoy, and those Slytherin guys, just ignore them."

As the Deputy Headmistress of Hogwarts, she had heard some not-so-good news recently.

There appears to be pressure and lobbying from someone on the Hogwarts board to try and force Daria to leave the school around Christmas.

Of course, Professor McGonagall believed that Dumbledore could easily suppress all of this, as long as he took the initiative to speak.

but……

The other party's purpose is most likely this, right?

Daria Dursley is now a bargaining chip in the negotiations between the school board and Dumbledore.

Professor McGonagall took one last look at Dalia and turned to leave. She had to go to the Ministry of Magic tonight.

As one of the seven Animagus recorded in the wizarding world today, McGonagall received a letter of help from the Auror Command a few days ago: Azkaban Wizarding Prison has not held any Animagus in nearly a century. Magus' transformed wizard, the Aurors weren't sure if Azkaban's "prison guards" alone could keep Peter Pettigrew in check.

Compared to the trial and punishment of Peter Pettigrew, the priority of student friction at Hogwarts School is obviously a little lower.

…………

It's 03:30 PM, a clear, breezy day.

Dahlia, Harry and the other Gryffindor students hurried down the steps and onto the grounds in front of the door to prepare for their first flying lesson.

As they walked quickly down the sloping lawn to a flat lawn on the opposite side of the field, the grass waved slightly under their feet.

Beyond the lawn was the Forbidden Forest, and the dark trees in the distance were swaying in the wind. Dalia had to look at the paper in the air at all times.

Although "Stinky Tofu" is usually obedient, in this kind of venue, it is likely to cause some misunderstandings.

for example……

"No, no, no, we're not here to have fun - I'm here to teach, and you have to stay here first."

Dalia whispered, patting her "invisible" little pet on the head.

It had been biting the corner of her clothes just now, trying to drag her towards the forbidden forest.

woo-

Xiao Yeqi let out a whimper, took a small bite on the back of Dalia's hand, and immediately became quiet.

Hagrid said that thestrals are very smart animals. Fortunately, their intelligence is not reflected in their naughtiness.

The Slytherin students were already there.

There are twenty broomsticks neatly arranged on the ground.

Dahlia and the others had heard Fred and George Weasley complain about the broomsticks at school.

According to them, some brooms will tremble when you fly too high, and others will always tilt slightly to the left.

The teacher in charge of flying lessons is Ms. Huo Qi.She has short gray hair and her eyes are yellow, like the eyes of an eagle.

Percy said she had been on a professional Quidditch team, but that was so long ago that Ron had never even heard of Mrs. Hooch.

"Okay, what are you all waiting for?"

Mrs. Huo Qi walked quickly to the center of the field and said vigorously.

"Everyone stand next to a broomstick. Quick, quick, hurry up."

Dahlia glanced down at her broomstick. It was old and worn, with branches sticking out here and there.

"Stretch out your right hand and place it on top of the broom handle."

Ms. Hooch shouted from the front, "Then: 'Get up!'"

"Get up!" everyone shouted.

Harry's broom jumped into his hands immediately, but there were only a few brooms so obedient.

Hermione Granger's broom just rolled on the ground, while Neville's didn't budge at all.

As for Dalia…

"Oh kid - that's not okay, yes I can see you."

Mrs. Hooch whistled and walked quickly to Dalia.

Her hawk-like eyes stared at Dalia's broom that was "frozen" in mid-air and the stunned little Thestral.

"Uh--"

Dalia scratched her cheek in embarrassment and quietly kicked the air next to her.

"Put it down, stinky tofu. Be obedient, I can do it myself—"

woo-

Snap.The broom rolled to the ground again.