[HP] Aunt of the Savior

However, Jody's Cushion Charm didn't come in handy, and Harry straightened the broom a foot from the ground, stopped firmly, and stood on the grass.The other Gryffindor students immediately cheered and surrounded Harry as a hero, until Professor McGonagall came to the field with a serious expression and took Harry away.

Jody leaned against the window lattice and watched the scene silently. After she was sure that Harry was safe and sound, she felt her heart return to the original place.She knew that Harry's flying skills were excellent, but the scene just now still made her heart shudder.This is a very different feeling from watching James fly.No matter how dangerous James made at that time, she had never experienced such a feeling.She couldn't imagine that if Harry really joined the Quidditch team, she would still be able to maintain such a perfect disguise.

Little did Harry know that his dear aunt had seen what had just happened, much less how frightened she had been when she saw him perform like that.Looking at Malfoy on the side with a dumbfounded look, he felt extremely happy.

Before starting the class, Harry had always dreamed that today's flying lesson would give him an opportunity to make Malfoy feel ashamed to show off his flying skills in front of him again, but he never thought that this opportunity would actually appear.

In the afternoon, Harry and the other students came to the flying lesson venue, and everyone had expressions of excitement and nervousness on their faces.Mrs. Hooch, who taught flying lessons, had the students prepare by standing next to a broom and then explained to them how to do it. "Put your right hand over your brooms and say to your brooms, Get up."

Harry had heard at the Weasleys that school brooms were terrible, that there was always something wrong with them in one way or another when they flew.It wasn't until today that he discovered that it was because each of these brooms was worn out and old, the broom handles were crooked and slanted, and the broom branches were upturned in all directions.

Even though Harry knew he shouldn't be too proficient, he succeeded all at once. Looking at the tattered broom in his hand, and thinking of the Nimbus 2000 that Sirius gave him on his birthday this year, Harry felt Feeling itchy, wishing to go home immediately and get his broom and fly in front of everyone - if Malfoy hadn't whispered similar thoughts in his ear before, Harry felt that he would probably bear it I can't help but think so.

Not many people were as successful as Harry, and Neville, who was on his side, had been unable to get his broom to jump into his hands.Perhaps the broom also saw that Neville had little confidence in flying.

"I can't let it jump into my hand, maybe there's something wrong with the broom." Neville blushed and said to Harry beside him.His broom was indeed more battered than Harry's.

"I can trade with you," Harry saw Neville's eyes, and took advantage of Mrs. Hooch's inattention, and gave Neville his broom.

"Thank you so much, Harry," said Neville, relieved.In fact, after changing the broom, he did succeed in only two tries.

The broom that Neville had exchanged for wasn't very useful, but Harry managed to let it jump into his hand.This made Neville give Harry an admiring look.On the other side of Neville, Hermione Granger was still trying hard, her broom was always rolling on the ground, refusing to jump up.

After everyone had managed to grab their broomsticks and mount them, Mrs. Hooch began to walk up and down the line, correcting their movements and postures.When Ron heard Mrs. Hooch criticize Malfoy for doing something wrong, he couldn't help but give Harry a wink.

After confirming that everyone was in the correct posture and ready, Mrs. Hooch was going to blow the whistle to let them fly a little before returning to the ground.But before she blew her whistle, Neville kicked the ground and jumped out with the broom.His broom made a full circle on the spot, and then flew into the air. People dodged one after another, and Hermione was knocked down on the grass, and a small hardcover book just fell out.

Neville flew higher and higher, unable to control his broom at all, until finally, his face pale, he slipped off the broom and fell on the grass.Mrs. Hooch quickly walked over to Neville and checked Neville. Fortunately, he only broke his wrist.After sternly admonishing everyone not to move, Mrs. Hooch accompanied Neville to the school hospital.

But the students are not always as obedient as the teachers expect.

"See what that idiot dropped?" Mrs. Hooch had just left when Malfoy picked up the book that had fallen on the floor. "The Origin of Quidditch, does this idiot think this book will keep him on the broomstick? It doesn't seem to work? Did you see the stupid look he was doing just now?"

The Slytherins immediately laughed in unison.

"Shut up, Malfoy! Give me the book!" Hermione scowled, taking a step closer to Malfoy.

"You should shut up, you mudblood!" Malfoy took a big step back and made a disgusted expression: "Don't get too close to me, the smell makes me sick."

Fortunately, the tall and strong Crabbe and Goyle stood in front of Malfoy, otherwise someone would have jumped directly on Malfoy.

The Gryffindor classmates were extremely angry. Although Ron had a bad relationship with Hermione since he entered school, he was so angry that he shook his fist when he heard this sentence: "How dare you say that!"

Harry didn't know what the word meant, but he knew from the looks of everyone that it must be an ugly word.He grabbed Ron, who was about to fight with Malfoy's followers, and squeezed from between Crabbe and Goyle to Malfoy with the flexibility of his body: "Bring back the book, Malfoy!"

"Get it if you can, Scarhead!" Seeing Harry, Malfoy's face became more vicious, he said to Harry provocatively, and at the same time gave Hermione a contemptuous look, and flew away on the broom stand up.

Malfoy's bragging wasn't all water, though, despite using the school's broken broom, he flew extremely lightly.

Without thinking, Harry stepped onto the broom.Hermione grabbed his arm. "Leave him alone, Harry, Mrs Hooch won't let us move, you'll be in trouble..."

But Harry smiled at her and took off into the air.He easily caught up with Malfoy, "Give me back the book, Malfoy, there are no bodyguards to protect you now. If you don't give me the book, I'll knock you down from here."

Malfoy wanted to laugh at Harry like he had just done, but his expression was visibly tense now.Harry rushed straight at him, showing that what he had just said was more than words.He pretended to be disdainful and shook the book in his hand, "If you can get it, go for it!"

After speaking, he immediately waved his arms and threw the book out.

Harry didn't even look at Malfoy, and immediately rushed towards the direction where the book flew out. He rushed so fast that he kept heading towards the ground, completely unaware that someone was watching this scene with fear——

Harry caught the book within a foot of the ground without creasing the pages.He handed the book back to Hermione.Only the Gryffindors knew that the book wasn't Neville's at all.

Ron thumped Harry's shoulder excitedly, praising his technique, and Malfoy stood with his two followers and looked at Harry with a sullen face, all of which put Harry in a particularly good mood.But soon, Harry stopped laughing.

He saw that outside the crowd, Professor McGonagall was running towards them, his face was full of surprise: "I have never seen it in Hogwarts in all these years, how dare you... that will break your neck ..."

When rushing in front of Harry, Professor McGonagall suddenly looked weird for a moment, until Ron interrupted her thinking for Harry's defense.

"Professor McGonagall, it's not Harry's fault, it's Malfoy..."

"Shut up, Mr. Weasley."

"But the professor..."

"Stop it, Miss Parvati."

Hermione held the "Origin of Quidditch" snatched back by Harry in her arms, watching Professor McGonagall anxiously leading Harry away.

Malfoy whistled triumphantly.

Ron turned his head and looked at Hermione angrily: "This is all your fault, how could you not help Harry explain to Professor McGonagall."

"Of course I'm very grateful to Harry for helping me get the book back, but Harry really shouldn't be provoked by Malfoy, it was really too dangerous just now." Hermione whispered, with an embarrassed expression on her face.

Ron snorted angrily, and turned his head away from her.

Malfoy and the rest of the Slytherins were still grinning gleefully.But before he finished laughing, the book in Hermione's arms suddenly jumped up, floating in the air, knocking around Malfoy's head again and again.

—Malfoy obviously didn't think about the origin of the book when he threw it in mid-air.The books in the Hogwarts library have been given some special protective spells by Mrs. Pince, and they will not spare anyone who intends to harm them.

This time, the people who laughed were replaced by Gryffindors, and even Ron forgot his dissatisfaction with Granger just now.And the final result of this matter made Ron couldn't help being jealous of Harry.

"Seeker?" Jody heard the unbelievable news from Snape. "Harry is Gryffindor's new Seeker? And he's only a first year!"

"Obviously, Mr. Potter's outstanding performance gave Minerva hope that he could defeat the Slytherin Quidditch team." Snape's tone was sour. "You also saw the results of the Quidditch match last year."

The last match between Gryffindor and Slytherin last year ended in a complete victory for Slytherin, and Professor McGonagall didn't see Snape face to face for several weeks because of this.Jody knew very well how fanatical Professor McGonagall was for Quidditch, but she didn't expect Professor McGonagall to break the rules and let Harry join the team.It seems that last year's fiasco really hit her hard.

"Oh, my God!" Jody sat down next to Snape, feeling a little headache.Leaning on Snape's shoulder, she complained under her breath. "I don't know if I'm going to be scared to death on the Quidditch pitch, you didn't see that day, I almost felt like my heart was going to stop. I thought, maybe I need to do more Only with a little psychological preparation can Harry be assured to accept all kinds of... exercises."

"I was mentally prepared when you taught Harry to ride a broomstick - if James Potter's son enters the school, it may mean that Slytherin has to say goodbye to the Quidditch Cup and the House Cup ’” Snape pouted unhappily.

Jody couldn't help laughing at Snape's tone. "I think, as long as you continue to maintain the current eccentric state, Slytherin still has a chance to win the Academy Cup."

Snape stretched out his arms and hugged his lover tightly, and his thin lips were rarely raised slightly: "Can I understand that you have no objection to my partiality? Also, I want to remind you, Joe, You only came to my place twice in the first two weeks of school, and each time was for Harry Potter," he whispered, leaning closer to Jody's ear.

Jody kissed him on the cheek apologetically, "I'm sorry, Severus."

Snape kissed Jody back satisfied.Although he has long been used to Harry Potter taking up a large proportion of his time and conversation with Jody, he would certainly prefer to have a more relaxed evening without thinking about Harry Potter, and at the same time Forget about stupid students and abysmal papers and take a break.Unfortunately, his plan seemed to be in vain, because at this moment, there was a knock on the door: "Professor Snape, are you there?"