The third Dark Lord came from Hogwarts

The first time, the second time.

Madame Hooch is a woman with eagle eyes.

Her neat short hair and golden pupils show her sharp character.

She is not only the professor of Hogwarts flying class, but also the referee of Quidditch.

"Good afternoon, students!"

"Good afternoon, Madam Hooch."

Madame Hooch walked quickly through the crowd of Slytherin and Gryffindor.

"The first class will start now."

"What are you waiting for? Everyone stand on the left side of the flying broom."

"Move! Hurry up!"

Most of the freshmen were touching the flying broom for the first time, and they stood on the left side according to Madam Hooch's instructions.

Until now, Argus still couldn't figure out why Hogwarts made flying a compulsory course.

If it was a few hundred years ago, when technology had not yet developed, it would be fine.

Now, magic buses are already in use, and the Ministry of Magic knows how to use elevators.

Why do you have to fly around on a broom?

Unfortunately, most students are very enthusiastic about flying brooms. Even if Argus doesn't like it, he can't let the school change it for him.

After everyone stood up, Madam Hooch continued to speak.

"Put your hands on the upper right side of the broom and say "get up"!"

"Get up!"

"Get up!"

"..."

The lawn was full of the word "get up".

Harry was the first to let the broom fly. With just one shout, the broom flew to the palm of his hand.

Draco followed closely.

Argus suddenly discovered...

It seems that there is no flying talent in the talent points of his system!

Even though his throat was about to smoke, the broom under his feet did not move at all.

Seeing his classmates waking up their brooms one after another, Argus had to accept a fact.

He might be the first student in the history of Hogwarts who could not use a flying broom.

But it was good that way. In the future, he would have an excuse to skip classes and spend more time in the library.

"Mr. Grindelwald, you..."

Mrs. Hooch looked strange.

It seemed that she did not expect that this genius student praised by countless professors would become like this in front of her.

"As you can see, Mrs. Hooch."

Argus spread his hands to show that he had tried his best.

"I don't seem to have any talent for flying."

"Poor child!"

"Don't be depressed about it. There have been more than one such case in the UK."

Mrs. Hooch sighed and touched Argus's head with pity.

"If you don't mind, take a rest on the lawn first."

"I will discuss with Professor Snape later and allow you to attend other classes during the flying class."

"Thank you for your comfort, Madam Hooch."

Argus's expression was indifferent, and even a little disappointed.

In fact, he was very happy in his heart.

A blessing in disguise!

Originally, he was thinking about how to ask Madam Hooch to skip class, but she came to him herself.

"Alas!"

"Go and take a rest next to you."

Madam Hooch sighed, attracting countless sympathetic eyes for Argus.

For most students, life without a flying broom is simply unimaginable.

Argus didn't care.

He happily ran to the lawn and lay down, took out the fifth-year potion textbook, and enjoyed the warm sunbath.

"Everyone! Be quiet!"

"Now, grab your brooms and ride on them."

"Hold on tight and don't slide down. When I blow the whistle, you will push off the ground and fly into the air!"

No one got into trouble with Neville, and there was no quarrel between Draco and Harry. This flying class went very smoothly.

Madam Hooch looked at the little wizards hovering in the air with satisfaction.

"Classmates, I'm going to get something from the castle now. You can feel the joy of flying freely on this lawn."

"Remember, it's limited to this lawn!"

"If anyone dares to cross the castle, I won't forgive him!"

As soon as the voice fell, many little wizards happily started various flying competitions.

The two sisters Parvati rode on their brooms, swaying and wandering not far from Argus.

There was worry in their eyes.

"Argus, are you...are you okay?"

Argus, who was reading a book, looked at the two of them.

They seemed to suddenly remember something and hurriedly jumped off their brooms.

"Slow down, be careful not to fall."

Agus closed the book and cast a levitation spell on the two to help them stabilize their bodies.

"I'm fine. If I can't ride a broom, then I can't ride it. At worst, I can learn to Apparate earlier."

"Hogwarts can't persuade me to leave just because I can't ride a broom!"

"Puff!"

The two girls were amused by Agus's joke.

"You are the professors' darling. They won't let you go."

Parvati's eyes were twinkling with little stars.

The girl was in love. At this age when love was just beginning, Agus's perfect image was deeply imprinted in her mind.

At the same time, many people recalled the help Agus had given them in the morning.

Thinking that the other party was now sad because he couldn't use the broom, but he was flying recklessly in front of him.

A sense of guilt arose spontaneously.

Quietly lowered the altitude and flew towards Agus.

"Argus, it's okay if you can't ride a broom. You can use Floo powder for long distances and Apparition for short distances. It won't affect your daily life."

"Yeah, and brooms can't protect you from wind and rain. If it rains heavily when you're in the sky, you won't even have a chance to hide from the rain."

"My uncle's friend encountered this situation last time and was almost struck by lightning!"

"..."

Everyone was comforting Argus in their own way.

Showing him their kindness.

This scene made Ron jealous!

Why!

Why did I get complaints and accusations when I made a mistake this morning!

It's your turn to be comforted by so many people!

What made him even more unacceptable was that a large number of these people were members of Gryffindor.

He couldn't help but curse in a low voice.

"Traitors, a bunch of Gryffindor traitors!"

"What kind of potion did that evil Slytherin give you!"

"Weasley! What did you say!"

Draco got angry when he heard this, threw his broom and walked towards Ron.

"Isn't what I said the truth?"

Ron was also angry.

The conflict between him and Argus started on the train.

As freshmen, Argus could attract countless people's attention and respect, but he could only follow Harry.

The first reaction of everyone mentioning him was Harry's friend.

Especially after the comparison of the attitudes of the classmates towards the two in class today.

The jealousy in his heart has reached its peak.

Now he finally has the opportunity to ridicule Argus, how could he let it go.

What Ron didn't expect was that his words not only did not gain the approval of others, but attracted countless disgusted eyes.

Even Harry stood in front of him with dissatisfaction.

"Ron, Argus is a friend of Gryffindor! He saved our classmates!"

"Who knows if he deliberately stood up to pretend to be a good guy!"

Argus smiled and ignored him.

He appeased other angry little wizards.

Which adult would get angry with a child?

He was just a little brat seeking attention. Argus didn't have that much time to deal with or discipline him.

Let Dumbledore and Harry worry about it.

Argus's calm eyes did not dissipate Ron's resentment, but aroused his inner inferiority!

His flushed face was almost the same color as his hair.

His expression became distorted by jealousy.

He rushed towards Argus on his broom, regardless of Harry's obstruction!