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"Jack, why don't you look in good spirits, did you not sleep well last night? Padma asked with concern as she looked at Silver yawning in front of the plate. "Oh yes, last night I dreamed that I had an unforgettable night with a charming lady. Silver covered his mouth with his hand and yawned again. "Shut your mouth. The blushing girl gagged Silver's mouth with buttered bread. "Uh-huh. Silver swallowed the bread in his mouth. "Dear Padma, are you murdering your future husband?" "Who told you to be full of nonsense?" Padma shot back without hesitation. Silver immediately looked moved: "My dear, you finally admit our relationship. Padma glared at Silver fiercely and replied, "Go back and continue your dream yesterday!" Silver sighed, subconsciously glancing at the amethyst necklace hidden on his chest. "If only it were a dream"

"Cheer up, Jack, it's Friday. Michael Corner patted Silver on the shoulder. "Friday, what's so special?" "Oh my God, Jack, it's flying lessons." Terry Bout let out an exaggerated cry. "yes, I heard that yesterday Harry Potter from Gryffindor House was selected as the Seeker for the Gryffindor House team because of his outstanding performance in flying lessons. Padma chimed in as well. "Wait, you say Harry Potter is in the academy, and even then, I'm sure they'll keep it a secret, how do you know?" Silver expressed great interest in the source of the news. "What do you expect the reckless Gryffindor to keep a secret? The excited little lions caught almost one of them and said, 'I'm suing you something, it's a ......secret for our Gryffindor,' and that's it, and almost all of Hogwarts knows about it now. "Well, I'm sure that's a Gryffindor tradition. Silver said helplessly. "Anyway, we all wanted to have something to stand out in this flying lesson, maybe to be selected for the Ravenclaw team. Antonin Goldstein said this, his face full of longing.

"Stop your YY, Sao Nian, do you think you all have the aura of the protagonist?" Silver whispered to himself, but he also did not get rid of the characteristics of Sao Nian. Silver had dreamed of becoming a great ball protector like the Emperor in his previous life, and now that he is a wizard, he naturally wants to be a Quidditch protector - a chaser. So while secretly despising his classmates, Silver surprised the audience with how he performed a ball protection stunt.

There is always a gap between the ideal and the reality, and the reality always seems so unrosy—especially when you have something special in mind. Ravenclaw students talk about flying lessons, Quidditch all day. Almost every young wizard from a wizarding family is babbling about how good he is at flying, and the story ends with his narrowly avoiding a Muggle plane. At the same time, because Harry Potter was specially selected for the Gryffindor Quidditch team, the eaglets have their own little ideas.

At half past three in the afternoon, Silver and the others arrived at the field in front of Gate-88-, ready for their first flying lesson. It was a clear, breezy day, and the grass waved slightly under their feet as they walked briskly down the sloping grass toward a flat lawn across the field. On the other side of the lawn is the forest, and in the distance the black trees sway in the wind.

The Hufflepuff students were already there, and there were twenty broomsticks lined up on the ground. Their teacher, Mrs. Hodge, came. She had short gray hair and yellow eyes, like the eyes of an eagle.

"Okay, what are you all waiting for?" She snapped, "Everybody stands next to a broomstick. Hurry, hurry, hurry. ”

Silver glanced down at his broomstick, which was worn and old, with branches poking out in all directions.

"Stretch out your right hand and put it over the broomstick," called Mrs. Hooch in front, "and say, 'Get up!.'"

"Get up!" Everyone shouted.

Silver's broom jumped into his hand at once, but there were only a few such obedient brooms. Padma's broom just rolled on the ground, while the hapless Michael Corner's broom didn't move at all. Most of the broomsticks were willing to jump into the hands of the little wizards after they had shouted them several times, like little old men behind their ears.

Mrs. Hodge then showed them how to mount a broomstick without slipping off their heads. She walked up and down the line, correcting their hand grips. Silver's posture was fairly standard, and Mrs. Hodge nodded over with satisfaction.

"All right, you put the broom down first, and as soon as I whistle, you will call the broom, and you must hold it accurately

Posture, got it?"

"Wait, Mrs. Hooch, aren't we just going to practice flying?" asked Terry Bout.

"Shut up, you know, because of yesterday's Gryffindor accident, I'm very worried about you little wizards who don't have any hair, and I don't want any more accidents, so you have to give me an honest theory lesson in both classes. ”

"Oh my gosh. "Please don't do that, Mrs. Hodge. The little wizards' complaints came and went, but they were quickly suppressed. "Be honest and obedient to me, or I'll be kicked out of Hogwarts before you can say 'Quidditch'. Mrs. Hodge snapped. The little wizards suddenly stopped complaining, and reluctantly practiced boring movements.

Silver naturally couldn't escape this catastrophe, and without actual flying experience, he naturally had no chance to show himself, so Silver's dream of being a ball protector was officially shattered.

"I just want to protect the ball, can you not always get dark, Nima, is this a Yi seed cycle, Ibe1ieveInetf1y, you can't afford to hurt the flying class.

Let's ignore this guy's inner rant