Chinese students at Hogwarts.

Zhang Xiao looked at the fine beads of sweat on Neville's round face and whispered again:

"Take a deep breath, relax, and imagine the broom flying into your hand, and think hard!"

Neville glanced at him gratefully, took a few deep breaths, and followed Zhang Xiao's instructions, staring at the broom and desperately thinking about the scene of the broom jumping into his hand.

"stand up"

Neville was shocked as he watched the broom slowly and lazily float up from the ground. Although it seemed reluctant, it really slowly came into his hand.

Very good! He sniffed his sour nose and wiped his eyes with his sleeves. A happy smile appeared on his round face, because at this time, there were still several people with no movement on their brooms!

Zhang Xiao also showed a smile and gave Neville a thumbs up.

According to the grouping, he should have been with Malfoy, and he was specially transferred here for Neville, just to remind Neville when he got on the broom.

In the book, it might just be a simple sentence about a broken wrist, but what Neville felt was the physical and mental pain of falling from a high altitude and being laughed at by his classmates.

So why make Neville suffer if that's possible?

As for Harry joining the Quidditch team, Zhang Xiao was going to find an opportunity to talk to Professor McGonagall. She believed that Professor McGonagall, who had been having trouble finding balls for Gryffindor for a long time, would be willing to give Harry this opportunity.

After all, Harry didn't join the team by some crooked trick, he joined the team by his strength.

After a lot of struggling, the little wizards finally held the brooms in their hands. Mrs. Huo Qi pinched the silver whistle and said sternly:

"Now everyone ride on their broomsticks, pay attention! Just ride on it, don't make any movements! Do you understand?"

Zhang Xiao stepped on the broom and was immediately surprised to find that there was a bench-like sensation under his butt, as if he was sitting on an invisible stool.

This solved a long-standing doubt of his - wouldn't it be uncomfortable to ride on a log?

Mrs. Hooch was still talking, and she kept correcting the little wizards' movements while talking. Malfoy was always criticized for his wrong hand shape, which made him a little embarrassed, and mumbled that it was him. Dad taught me.

As a result, he received a merciless reprimand from Mrs. Huo Qi. Zhang Xiao found it quite interesting, just like he did in the driving school in his previous life.

"open"

Neville's trembling voice suddenly came from beside him, and Zhang Xiao turned to look.

I saw that Neville was really shaking, his whole body was a little electrified, and he was shaking non-stop.

"Is your broom shaking? Why does my broom keep shaking? It's getting worse and worse."

Zhang Xiao was stunned and suddenly thought that everyone thought Neville was too nervous and caused the accident, but did anyone care about how the accident happened?

Is it possible that there is something wrong with the old broom in the school? ?

After discovering that the broom was shaking, Neville's inferiority complex prevented him from speaking out. Instead, he suspected that it was something he had failed to do that caused the broom to shake.

But now because of his own existence, Neville mustered up the courage to ask this question!

In just a short moment, Zhang Xiao had already sorted out his thoughts. He raised his hands and shouted:

"Mrs. Hooch! Neville's broom seems to be broken!"

At the same time, he jumped off his broom and grabbed Neville. He still remembered that the Weasley brothers said that the broken broom in the school was no longer good. It could not carry two people at all. Even if it was ridden by one person, it would not be able to fly at high altitudes. Shivering.

Mrs. Huo Qi turned around and just had time to shout:

"Longbottom"

As if they were on a rocket, the two people were lifted up into the sky on a broken broomstick with a whoosh.

Mrs. Huo Qi hurriedly took out her wand and tried to stop the two of them, but the broom led the two of them to perform cobra maneuvers and then circled around. Mrs. Huo Qi was not sure of hitting the target at all.

So a group of little wizards looked up and watched the two figures drawing various graceful arcs in the air. They felt that even if they were riding broomsticks alone, they would not be able to fly such a difficult maneuver.

Zhang Xiao grabbed Neville's arm hard to prevent himself from being thrown out. His ears were filled with Neville's frightened shouts and the roar of the wind.

Neville was okay, at least he was sitting on the broom, but Zhang Xiao was just like the two tails on the back of a kite, floating in the wind.

Didn’t you say that you can’t fly with two people? No, there's something wrong with this broom! In just such a short time, the broom had taken them both straight into the sky, and the scenery below had shrunk into a small ball, and the cumulus clouds were disappearing before their eyes.

Zhang Xiao gritted his teeth and shouted against the strong wind:

"Neville, don't let go! My life depends on you!"

Neville's body was shaken. It seemed that he had never thought that one day, someone would place his life on him. Zhang Xiao found that Neville suddenly stopped screaming, although his round face was still full of fear and his eyes were full of tears. .

But he pursed his lips hard, stretched out his hand and grabbed Zhang Xiao, desperately pulling him towards him.

With Neville's help, Zhang Xiao finally rode on the broomstick and was temporarily out of danger.

This crazy broom was still accelerating crazily. Zhang Xiao turned around and said to Neville:

"We have to find a way to get back. Neville, have you ever ridden a broomstick?"

Neville sniffed and said with a cry:

"No, grandma never lets me get close to the broomstick. I think it makes sense for grandma to do so.

Even if I keep both feet firmly on the ground, I can always cause endless accidents. "

Then he apologized to Zhang Xiao with great guilt:

"I'm sorry, I messed up and made you suffer as well."

Zhang Xiao sighed:

"Neville, you don't have to apologize all the time. What does this have to do with you? No one expected that the school's broomstick would suddenly go crazy."

In fact, he himself was panicking to death. Although his parents prepared all kinds of life-saving things for him, fear is something that won't appear if you know it's safe?

Why are so many people afraid to bungee jump?

The broom gradually calmed down. Zhang Xiao recalled the flying points that Hermione had been talking about before class, and tried to control the broom. After groping carefully for a while, Zhang Xiao found that she could actually control it, even though it was far away. Not as self-taught and smooth as Harry.

But it's definitely no problem to control the broom and fly back.

So the two of them flew back slowly, and Mrs. Huo Qi, who had already informed the deans with her broomstick in hand, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Her sharp eyes had already seen the pair of unlucky guys flying back slowly, and she was getting angry in her heart. With her sharp eyesight, she could already see that there was something wrong with the broom.

The difficulty and speed of vertical take-off and landing are beyond what a little wizard can do!

I had already mentioned to Principal Dumbledore that the school's broomsticks were too old, but the board of directors were as stingy as sniffers and were reluctant to take a penny out of their pockets.

They always say perfunctorily that it can still be used, or that the students will bring their own brooms anyway and there is no need for the school to provide them.

Now that something happens to a student, I want to see what the board of directors will do!

Mrs. Hooch turned the whistle in her hand and played Xiao Jiujiu with squinted eyes. The school's brooms were probably going to be replaced. Dumbledore's anger was not something the board of directors could resist.

What kind of broom should I replace? Sweep? Is it a bit too old? Nimbus seems to be good, but in terms of price.

The little wizards also slowly relaxed. They whispered to each other, as if they thought this was a cool thing, and they were even a little envious.

Zhang Xiao took Neville to admire the beautiful scenery in the sky, getting closer and closer to the lawn of the flying class. I wonder if this broom was crazy and spent too much effort before, and its speed slowly dropped a lot.

Sometimes it would suddenly fall down a bit before barely holding on, which made Zhang Xiao couldn't help but worry about whether it could hold up until it landed safely.

After thinking about it, I put my hand into the Qiankun bag and started to fumble around. At first, the Qiankun bag was organized, and the life-saving things were all in the best places to get them. But last time, just to show off, I made a mess inside.

Just when Zhang Xiao was busy looking for his life-saving props, Neville suddenly came from behind and asked:

"Zhang, the broom seems to be dying?"

Zhang Xiao paused, sped up his groping movements, smiled and comforted:

"Don't worry, we will land safely."

Neville said "Oh", and after a while, he said softly:

"Zhang, are we friends?"

Zhang Xiao is a little surprised. Isn’t this natural?

"Of course!"

Neville was silent for a while: "Thank you.. You are the first and only person to say that we are friends."

Zhang Xiao felt the broomstick suddenly light up. He turned his head in surprise and saw Neville jumping down from behind the broomstick. The tears in his eyes reflected the crystal light in the sun and he shouted loudly:

"Zhang! You have to live well! I can't do anything, but you are different! You must live!"

"Fuck!" Zhang Xiao felt the blood surge up to the top of his head. He simply let go of his hand, kicked hard on the broomstick, and rushed towards Neville.