HP meets at Hogwarts

Saturday, Slytherin common room.

Malfoy pointed to a notice on the wall, and exclaimed cheerfully, "Look, flying lessons are going to start next Thursday! Still with the Gryffindors, it's time to show those scumbags my flying skills . . . " He began to spout, bragging about how he had been trained to fly at home, flying freely in the skies, culminating in his narrow escape from a Muggle helicopter.

All of a sudden the entire first year of wizarding families was chattering about Quidditch.

Ann got up and left just as Malfoy was about to initiate the speech, she wasn't so bored listening to an vain 11-year-old showing off.

Ann came to Sprout's greenhouse. She came here whenever she had time recently, and she recently discovered that Professor Sprout is also very good at food research.

"Hey, Professor Sprout, good morning!" Ann greeted the professor who was trimming the plants in the greenhouse.

"Oh, it's Ann~ Good morning! Didn't you go to the library today? Or with Fanny?" Sprout asked Ann with a smile.

"Fanny, she went to the library to check the information. The sun is so good today, I think it's better to get close to nature. Professor, are you helping the leaves of the mist teeth? Do you need my help?"

"Oh, Ann, you always surprise me. This is a plant that is only taught in the fourth grade. Let me quiz you. Do you know how to do it?"

Ann nodded, "Of course, first of all, you must clamp the big leaves of the mist-toothed leaves with peach wood clips, and then carefully spray the juice of Hongye Nuzhen on the roots. Be sure to wear gloves and trim the protruding parts of the small leaves. .”

"You know Hongye Zhen? Oh. Ann, I wish you were a Hufflepuff student."

"Professor, I actually kind of want to join Hufflepuff now, but I really like the Slytherin lounge. So, I'd better stay in Slytherin." Ann smiled at Professor Sprout .

"Okay, clever Ann, come and join us, it's useless to talk, you have to do it in practice."

An Du spent the morning with flowers and plants in the greenhouse.At lunch time, she arrived at the restaurant at noon, and the restaurant was already full of people.

At the long table in Gryffindor, Ron was arguing loudly with Dean Thomas, who was born into a Muggle family, whether football or Quidditch was better. , while Harry ate his lunch, listening from time to time, because he had never seen a Quidditch match, and he didn't know much about football either.There was a book in front of Hermione, she took a bite of bread and turned a page, very seriously.Neville leaned next to Hermione, stretching his neck to see what was written in the book. Although he lived in a wizarding family, he had never touched a broomstick.

At the long Slytherin table, Malfoy was still raving about his brave childhood riding a broom.It was the same situation at the long tables of other colleges.As Ann walked past the long tables of other colleges, the word Quidditch kept ringing in her ears.

Ann sat next to Fanny and complained, "Flying lessons are on Thursdays. I have to endure this for five more days. It's terrible."

Fanny swallowed the food slowly as usual before turning her head to talk to Ann, "Ann, I thought you would be interested in this kind of competition."

"It's impossible for me to be interested in this kind of confrontational game full of childishness and hormones." Ann picked up a piece of mashed potatoes, "Speaking of ball games, I prefer Slocker in billiards."

"What mon? I know about snooker, but Ann, have you ever played snooker?"

"Hormones, a chemical substance that exists in the human body. As for snooker, of course I..." Ann suddenly remembered that she is only 11 years old now, and she is still the shortest among her peers. "No... ever, I saw it on TV. It's a cool sport, isn't it?"

"Oh, well...then..." Fanny seemed to have doubts.

Ann interrupted Fanny, "Fanny, please don't ask me what a chemical substance is and why there is such a chemical substance in the human body..."

"Well, well, then..."

"Don't ask me which book I read about it... Fanny, I think if you don't drink your milk, it will be cold." Ann pointed to the milk in front of Fanny.She thought, why is a child of this age still so curious?

Fanny glanced at Ann with some grievances, did not continue to ask, and took the milk.

On Wednesday, after herb class in the morning, Ann and Fanny, who had no classes in the afternoon, came to the library to finish their astronomy class on Monday and History of Magic and Transfiguration on Tuesday.

At least one can be done, An thought.

As soon as the homework was written, An encountered a problem that she had to look up the information. "It's so troublesome..." Ann muttered and got up, and walked to the second floor of the library.When she came to the library for the first time, she wrote down which floor and which bookshelf she could find what kind of books.

Ann walked straight to the astronomy bookshelf, and successfully got the two needed books, and Ann walked back.When she was about to go downstairs, a familiar figure passed by.

An subconsciously looked at the familiar figure, who disappeared between the bookshelves.That's where the books on Quidditch are located.

An Xin thought, I don't know many people in Hogwarts. The one who will appear in the library at this time is Hermione.She's still reading Quidditch books?Since Saturday?How much time is wasted, besides, things like sports largely depend on talent, and the knowledge you can get from reading books is not very helpful.

With the heart of occasionally helping children improve their study efficiency, Ann walked over to Hermione.

"What are you looking at?"

The sudden sound seemed to startle Hermione, but she calmed down immediately after seeing who was coming.

She glanced at the title of the book "The Origin of Quidditch" and said nothing.

"Hermione, things like sports are largely a matter of talent! Books may help in many ways, but Quidditch, IMHO, you're wasting your time."

After listening to Ann's words, Hermione frowned, and her voice was a little angry, "Are you here to laugh at me too? I'm not from a wizarding family like you. I have been flying on a broom since I was a child. Reading such time-wasting books I know how to Quidditch!"

Well, helping others occasionally requires the risk of being misunderstood, Ann thought.

"Let me explain that although my parents are wizards, only my mother is a pure blood wizard. They died when I was a child. I was sent to an orphanage by my uncle when I was 8 years old, and I was admitted to Hogwarts. Before the notice, I was as ignorant of the wizarding world as you are."

Hermione was instantly surprised when she heard Ann's words, and didn't know what to say for a while.

"I just think you spend too much time on Quidditch books. From Saturday to now, I think you know how much knowledge you have learned about broomsticks from books. As for sports, for example , if you know anything about swimming, you know that even if you read ten swimming books, it is not as good as you can actually swim for an hour. So, stop wasting time on Quidditch books. These books are boring. Just take a look and relieve the boredom.”

After hearing Ann finished speaking, Hermione blushed and said stubbornly, "I just want to prove that I'm no worse than them at all."

What an awkward kid, but he can understand at this age, An thought, well, I'll help people to the end and be a caring big sister.

"Hermione, if, I mean, if you don't perform well in the flying class tomorrow, it doesn't mean anything at all. There are some things that are good and some are short. Everyone has their own strengths, such as me You are very good at herbalism, but my transfiguration is terrible. You may not be very talented in broomsticks, but you are much better than them. And sports make perfect, they have been trained since childhood After so long, there is nothing to be proud of even if you do well. By the way, by the way, flying lessons will not record grades!"

Ann felt a little thirsty after speaking in one breath. "Okay, I'm done. If you want to continue reading Quidditch books, I don't mind. Goodbye."

Ann took the book and left.Hermione stayed where she was and watched Ann leave.

Thursday, flying lesson.

It's a sunny, breezy day.Ann, Fanny and the three girls in the same dormitory seldom walked together because the Slytherin boys rushed to the lawn in front of Hogwarts just after lunch. site.

"Like whoever gets there first can get on the broom," said Pansy Parkinson, a short brunette who liked to hang out with Malfoy.

Ann nodded silently in her heart, agreeing with Pansy's point of view.

When Ann arrived at the venue, there were only students from the Slytherin class on the entire lawn. There were only 15 students in the entire Slytherin class, 5 girls and 10 boys.

There were a total of 35 brooms on the ground, and Malfoy was holding a broom in distaste, "This broom is terrible. The brooms I sweep at home are better than this one. Can this kind of garbage broom really fly?" All the boys agreeing with her.

After a while, the Gryffindor students also arrived at the venue.Immediately after, their flying teacher, Mrs. Hooch, also came.She had short gray hair, and her eyes were yellow like a hawk's.

As she approached, she snapped, "Okay, what are you all waiting for? Everybody stand by a broomstick. Quick, quick, hurry up."

Ann looked down at her broomstick. It was worn out and old, with some branches poking out in all directions.Ann somewhat agreed with Malfoy for the first time,

"Put your right hand over the broomstick," cried Mrs Hooch between the two lines, "and say, 'Get up! ""

"Get up!" everyone yelled.

Ann didn't expect that as soon as she shouted, the broom would automatically jump into her hand.But this happens only to a few people.Malfoy, Harry was two of them.While Hermione's broom just rolled on the ground, Neville's broom didn't move at all.

After a while, when everyone had their brooms in their hands, Mrs. Hooch showed them how to get on a broom without slipping off.She walked up and down the line, correcting their handshakes, pointing out everyone's mistakes.

"Okay, next, as soon as I whistle, you kick your legs off the ground and push hard," Mrs. Hooch said. "Hold the broom steady, rise a few feet, then lean forward slightly, and fall vertically." Back to the ground. Listen to my whistle, three---two---"

However, Neville was too nervous to be left on the ground, so before the whistle sounded, he kicked hard and flew up.

"Come back, boy!" cried Mrs. Hooch.But her yelling was completely useless to Neville, and Neville was completely panicked. He held on to the broom tightly in the air, looking in horror at the ground that was getting farther and farther away from him.Then, he tilted his body and fell off the side of the broom handle. With a bang, Neville lay face down in the grass on the ground.But his broomstick flew higher and higher, and disappeared in the direction of the Forbidden Forest.

Mrs. Hooch ran to Neville's side, her face as pale as Neville's.

"Broken wrist." Ann heard Mrs. Hooch whisper, "It's okay, baby, it's okay, you get up." She got up with one arm in her arms and turned to the others, "I'll take this kid to the hospital , none of you are allowed to move! Put your broomsticks back where they belong, or you'll be kicked out of Hogwarts before you can even say a word of Quidditch."

Malfoy waited for Mrs. Hooch to leave, and then became arrogant, "Hahaha, did you see his face? That stupid big man?" His two followers also laughed together.

The entire Gryffindor students looked at Malfoy, and their eyes were not very friendly.

Malfoy said as if he had discovered something. He walked to the place where Neville fell, and held up a white crystal ball, which glistened in the sun. of."

Harry took a step in Malfoy's direction, "Bring it here, Malfoy!"

Malfoy looked at Harry mockingly, and he got on his broom and flew into the air, "You have the ability to come here! Let me see, where to put this, how about a tree?"

Harry picked up his broom and was about to ride on. "No," Hermione stopped loudly from the side, "Mrs. Hooch said..." Before she finished speaking, Harry flew into the sky.

Harry stopped firmly in front of Malfoy.

Hearing Gryffindor's applause except for Hermione's applause, Ann was a little speechless. They really are a group of impulsive and lively children.

However, she felt something familiar in Malfoy's hand, so she asked Fanny beside her, "Fanny, what is Malfoy holding in his hand?"

Fanny was looking up at the two people in the air, and when she heard Ann's question, she turned to look at Ann, "That's the memory ball that Neville's grandma sent him this morning, speaking of which, where did you go this morning? Didn't come to breakfast."

"I went to the greenhouse. The things my uncle bought for me arrived yesterday." After An replied, she felt that the memory ball in Malfoy's hand was a little different from the one she got. She is much more careful with her things.

"Then what's the use of it?" Ann decided to learn more about it.Fanny replied, "If there is anything you don't remember, the memory ball will turn from white to red."

Sure enough, An felt a little rejoiced that her small ball was different from a memory ball. "Is there a ball that is very similar to a memory ball? It can record past images, and it's a bit like a camera in the Muggle world."

"You're talking about a photo ball, right?"

"Oh, that's it." Ann nodded.

As they chatted, Malfoy and Harry chased each other through the air, and Malfoy finally tossed the Remembrall and Harry narrowly caught it a few feet off the ground.

And all of this was seen by Professor McGonagall, and she was walking towards the flying class at a high speed.

"Harry Potter!" Professor McGonagall shouted angrily, "I've been at Hogwarts for so many years..." She took Harry away as soon as she finished speaking.

Malfoy and his henchmen laughed happily. "Haha, Harry Potter will definitely be kicked out of Hogwarts this time..."

Due to two incidents, the flying lesson ended early.But Fanny frowned all the way back to the castle.

Ann held a copper Knut and turned it over in her hand. She glanced at the two little tails behind her, and asked helplessly, "Fanny, what's the matter? Are you thinking about what happened just now?"

Fanny didn't expect that Ann would take the initiative to ask herself, but she still couldn't bear to ask, "Ann, I shouldn't have discussed the decisions of the professors, but Malfoy was obviously wrong about what happened just now, but Professor McGonagall made her ..."

Ann didn't answer Fanny's question directly, she raised her voice a little, "Do you think Professor McGonagall is good? What do you think of Harry?"

Fanny didn't expect Ann to ask two irrelevant questions, but she answered honestly, "Professor McGonagall is of course very powerful. She is the head of Gryffindor, and she is also very powerful in magic. And Harry, I don't know much about it." Understand but I don't think he should be a bad guy."

An followed Fanny's meaning and continued, "Since Professor McGonagall is very powerful, do you think she only saw Harry making a mistake in this matter? You can see that Harry is not a bad person, she can't see Come out? So, surely Harry won't be expelled...."

Fanny's eyes lit up, "That's right."

An Yuguang glanced at the two little tails who were leaving quickly, and muttered in a low voice, "Maybe it will be a blessing in disguise."

The author has something to say:

After reading Where are the Fantastic Beasts, I feel that Rowling's magical world is really big. I also conceived some wizarding worlds in the East, that is, China, and added them to chapters later.

This is the archive, I read Where and Where to Find Fantastic Beasts on December 12th.Grabbed a poster from the movie theater, little freckles are awesome!