Chapter 8: Harry's Solo Training
Regardless of the school, it is not news that students and school officials are working against each other - even at Hogwarts. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
Students and schools are inherently opposites - especially secondary schools.
The most hated thing for these teenage bear children who are just in the second year of secondary school is school rules, whether in the Muggle world or in the wizarding world.
So, when Harry and Ron returned to their dorm, they were treated like heroes - a treatment that even made Harry think he had won another Quidditch championship or something.
It's a pity that there are people shoveling uneven roads, there are people taking care of uneven things, pretending to be forced is risky, and you need to be cautious in slapping your face -- this retribution came the next morning.
While Alan was enjoying the food from the house-elves, countless owls flew in the sky.
This is the norm in the first few days of school, and some people's small things left at home, textbooks and potion raw materials that they didn't have time to buy are all urgently transported in these days.
But today the owl has brought a magical gift to a lucky little wizard - a letter enveloped in red.
Almost everyone who receives this letter will become red-faced, but this letter is fundamentally different from the confession letter handed by the legendary cute girl, because its name directly exposes his use.
Howler Letter β As the name suggests, this is a letter that will make a roar.
And it turned out to be quite rightly named - at first Alan was drinking porridge peacefully when the owl flew over, but a moment later there was a loud noise from the Gryffindor table that the whole auditorium could hear it clearly.
Not only could it be heard, but to be precise, the whole room trembled at Mrs. Weasley's high-pitched roar - the cutlery on the table clanked under the sound waves, the owls flying in the air had to find a place to hold on to avoid being shaken down, and even the solid walls trembled slightly at this moment, as if someone had used a lion's roar.
The child can't blame your mother for cheating on you after the father has cheated on you - after all, they got married because they liked each other, and you are just a by-product of marriage, and even worse, you are not the only productγγγγγγ
Although the wizarding world doesn't carry out activities to send children with phone bills, it is not possible to give peanut oil when the store promotes potions, right?
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Although for Harry, the roaring letter was more of an inner uneasiness than a direct blow like Ron, but it was a pity that for him, the turmoil of the speeding car did not pass.
During the first tutoring, the small practice room was rarely equipped with food for eating after training, on the contrary, the environment of the practice room had changed dramatically - the originally flat floor had turned into a thick mud, and Alan stood on top of a blooming lotus flower in the mud.
When Harry entered, he found that even the area where he was standing at the door had been transformed into a huge leaf, which was soft and comfortable to step on.
"Oh, Harry, you're here - we're going to learn something special today. Alan chuckled and greeted them, then turned to Hermione and said, "There's something ahead that doesn't suit you, I think you can go to that corner and rest first." β
Harry looked in the direction of Allen's finger, and in that small corner, there was a small table, which was placed on a huge piece of ice formed in the corner, and at this moment Anne was sitting on a large cushion on the ice and reading a book, and from time to time she made a small snack from the plate next to her.
With a snap of Allen's fingers, the massive blades that had been carrying Hermione swam rapidly across the mud ground.
Seeing Hermione coming, after a few gestures from Annie, a small hole appeared in the ice cover that had firmly covered the corners, just enough to accommodate Hermione to enter.
When Anne put the ice shield back up, Alan squinted at Harry.
"Alright, Harry, I think we're going to have a really interesting lesson today. Alan paused, and began to fumble in his pocket.
After a long time, Alan finally found what he needed - it was a broomstick that had taken him two hours.
The shape of this broom is very sharp, other brooms need to maintain the broom head on the tail frequently to maintain an even flight speed, good air cutting has = the most important stability, but these male problems are meaningless for this broom at the moment.
While Alan was trying to find a broom that was as worn out as possible, Mrs. Hodge offered him the artifact - in Mrs. Hodge's words, the broom was a fine line away from suddenly exploding.
The short protrusion is like the head of a brush broom, and the body of the broom is broken and spliced together, so that no one will pick it up when it is sent to the trash.
In game terms, the broomstick is a gray piece of equipment. For Harry, who used the Light Wheel 2000 as soon as he appeared, it was too simple for him to accept such a thing that even a broomstick could not be crowned.
However, Alan was not shy at all, he held the thing as if it were just a cane, and there was no sense of shame at all.
"Harry, take it, and show off your skills in the small space of this room. Alan tempted with a burning stick.
Harry hesitated for a long time before deciding to believe Alan's words, after all, Eren usually doesn't have unreliable times.
Unfortunately, this time, he was wrong - because Allen, who provided the props, had no intention of filling the hole.
After Harry got the experimental product as if he were dead, he didn't hesitate too much and stepped straight onto the broomstick.
It wasn't as clumsy as he imagined that he couldn't change direction at a large angle, on the contrary, just as he was kicking the broom under his feet into the air, he suddenly had a hunch that this thing was not even worse than his light wheel 2000.
Smooth flight speed, super responsiveness, and even a lot of control when cornering - it's really nimble.
Maybe its only downside was that it was a little too ugly, but Harry didn't mind coming to such a ship.
He spun and jumped in the air to express his irrepressible joy, and even performed a few high-danger maneuvers that were characteristic of Quidditch - and they were successful, holding the worn-out broom perfectly.
"Alan, where did you get this broomstick?" asked Harry, embarrassed. Alan smiled at this question and was ready to play dumb.
It's okay now, but it's okay to walk two laps without illness, right?