Take things as they come at Hogwarts

"Confidentiality. In short, if nothing else, Harry should have a talent for flying. After Locke finished eating, he picked up his book and taught himself the Defence Against the Dark Arts lesson.

Although he noticed that Malfoy had been secretly watching this side, as if he had some bad idea.

But he was really calm.

When the other friends wanted to ask again, an owl flew over and brought a package to Neville.

Neville frantically took the package, and when he opened it, it was filled with white smoke.

"What is this?" asked Hermione curiously.

"It's a memory ball. It reminds me that I've forgotten something. As long as I hold it tightly like this, if I forget anything, it will turn ...... Red. "

As soon as Neville finished speaking, the memory orb in his hand turned red. It's just embarrassing.

"Well, if you forgot anything, don't you still have a notebook? I remember you studying Locke, and you had a notebook and a pen with you. Ron asked.

"But I always forgot to look at my notebook. I thought that with the memory ball, I would be reminded to look at my notebook, and then look at my notebook, and I wouldn't forget what I had to do. Neville said, putting down the orb of memory, then opening the notebook, and sure enough, he realized what he had forgotten.

"That's a good idea. But it's a hassle to carry it around. "Locke Road.

As she said that, he suddenly looked at Malfoy, who was eavesdropping with his ears outstretched, and he fell off his stool in fright.

Pansy, who didn't know why, immediately went up to shush and ask for warmth.

Lately, Pansy has become Malfoy's little fan.

But she doesn't seem to be beautiful enough, gentle enough, or even smart...... Malfoy was a little disgusted, thinking that she was not as good as Hermione on the other side.

"It doesn't matter. Just put it in your pocket. It's so big, it's not easy for me to overlook. "

"Memory can be exercised, and Neville, especially children like us, is very malleable.

I'll give you a plan to improve your memory when I get the chance, but before you do that, you need to improve your self-confidence.

Yesterday morning's herbal medicine class, weren't you praised by Professor Sprout and added a point to the academy. Locke encouraged Neville Road.

"That's right. No one expected that Neville would also be given extra points one day. Especially Malfoy, his expression yesterday, haha, even his eyeballs were about to pop out!" Ron thought of the happy thing, and his hands stopped shaking for a while, and he was happy.

Harry laughed along.

Hermione tugged at Harry's sleeve to remind him that Malfoy was at the table not far away, but she couldn't help but laugh at the thought of something.

"Huh. Locke laughed a little as well.

Only Neville was blushing terribly, he wasn't used to being the center of attention in a small group.

As much as the first-year wizards are looking forward to the afternoon flying lesson, there is also the defense against the dark arts class in the morning before that.

But Professor Quirrell's lessons were still not improving at all, much to the disappointment of many young wizards.

Locke himself felt that it was wise for him to choose to teach himself this course.

At half past three in the afternoon, it happened to be a nice sunny day outside Hogwarts Castle, which was perfect for flying.

Young wizards descended in droves on the lawn near the Quidditch pitch.

The lawn is turquoise, with the castle walls enclosing the greenhouse to the west, and the Forbidden Forest to the east.

At this time, Mrs. Huo Qi was already waiting here, and on either side of her, there were two rows of more than forty flying broomsticks.

Truth be told, these brooms are old, old, and the biggest safety protection they have on them is that they are very poor, slow and low.

So, you don't have to worry about what will happen if you accidentally fall while flying on it.

Locke clearly noticed that many of the little snakes couldn't help but show disgust when they saw them.

But most young wizards are not picky.

The school doesn't allow first-year wizards to bring broomsticks to school, so now that they have the opportunity to touch it, it's like coming out of the ringhouse, and the little wizards are all excited!

Oh, Hermione, Neville, and Ron are still nervous.

Lady Hooch was a witch with short gray hair and yellow eyes, who looked as majestic and capable as a female eagle.

She just makes people look at it, and she thinks it's not easy to provoke.

"All right, little wizards. What are you waiting for, pick one by one, stand next to the broomstick, hurry!" After the roll call, Mrs. Hodge urged everyone to stand next to the broomstick.

Gryffindor and Slytherin consciously chose one side of their own mind, while Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff were completely random.

The little wizards unconsciously held back their strength.

Since they are all broomsticks, this is a good opportunity to determine who is the future king of flight!

And Mrs. Hodge was obviously used to being like this every year, and she didn't care at all.

"Stretch out your right hand, put it directly above the broomstick, and say, 'Get up!'" called Mrs. Hooch solemnly.

"Get up!" said each of the little wizards.

The broomstick beside Harry jumped into his hand at once, causing Ron, Hermione, and Neville to widen their eyes.

Because there were not many who could do this, there were only three or four in the entire first year, and among them there was not even Malfoy, who had been bragging about it for a long time.

And Locke tried the second sound, and the broom obediently obeyed.

Ron sounded a third time.

Instead, Hermione's broom just rolled on the ground, like a disobedient child.

Neville's, he simply ignored Neville, I don't know if he was cold or disgusted.

And Hermione only looked at Locke with resentment about this result, and blamed her little friend for betraying her with her eyes.

Shouldn't the little wizards who are also Muggle-born come together?

Locke was a little embarrassed, he really touched a broom for the first time.

"Hermione, Neville, you're so nervous. I think brooms seem to be able to see our hearts, and they don't like people who are cowardly or dislike them. "It's Harry, not Locke.

But this is clearly more convincing.

Now Harry is a genius.

Hermione calmed her mind and tried two more times, and finally succeeded.

But Neville didn't succeed until the end.

Fortunately, even if the broomstick is disobedient and doesn't start by itself, it doesn't matter, Mrs. Hodge asked the failed little wizard to hold the broom in her hand, and then began to explain aloud the various precautions for flying.

Malfoy thought he had flown countless times, and he looked unimpressed.

Then he was caught by Mrs. Huo Qi and severely reprimanded.

Harry and Ron couldn't help but snicker, and Malfoy's face was gloomy.

"All right, as soon as I whistle, you kick your legs off the ground! Remember, push hard, and imagine that you can fly, like a bird!" said Mrs. Hooch.

"Remember, hold the broom tightly, rise about half a meter and stop, then lean forward slightly and fall slowly. Listen to my whistle, three-two-wait, Neville, what are you doing, come down!".

But Mrs. Hooch's order was useless, and Neville was like a bird escaping from a birdcage, eager to take to the skies.

He seemed to be so nervous just now that he only remembered the key words "like a bird".

And, as if some unknown spell had actually been triggered, or that the broom he was riding on was hidden, in short, Neville was like a fierce horse that didn't want to be tamed!

It flew very fast with Neville, very erratic, and it flew out of the Light Wheel 2000 with a broken broom!

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