Time flew by, and Thursday morning was the Transfiguration class.

This class is still Slytherin and Gryffindor together, and Zhang Hao takes advantage of the convenience of secretly making up the class to successfully turn a match into a steel needle.

Then he turned a book into a small bench, and such a wonderful performance naturally impressed everyone.

"Oh, Mr. Zhang Hao, I think you must have gone through a lot of practice!" Professor McGonagall clearly remembers that in the last Transfiguration class, Zhang Hao's performance was as bad as Goyle's.

But it was only a few days later, and matches became steel needles, and books became small benches......

How could this kind of achievement be possible if it were not for hard training?

Professor McGonagall has always been known for her severity, and she was not shy about giving Slytherin a point.

If she hadn't added another point to Hermione later, her image would have been even more perfect in Zhang Hao's mind!

After class, Hermione abandoned Harry and Ron and went straight to Zhang Hao. She said decadently: "Hao! You are so amazing! I always thought that I could surpass you in transfiguration, but I didn't expect to be surpassed by you again in the blink of an eye." Can you tell me what you're not good at?"

"Why do you have to compare yourself with me?" Zhang Hao said in a flickering manner: "Your biggest opponent has never been me, but yourself! As long as you defeat yourself, you will be successful." We're good friends, and it doesn't matter who is better than whom, does it?"

That's great! Zhang Hao himself was almost moved!

"Really?" Hermione skeptical, "Can you teach me Transfiguration, like you said, it doesn't matter who is better than whom, but I don't want to be too far behind you. ”

What a strong girl!

Zhang Hao said happily: "Good duck! If you want to learn, I'll teach you!"

Hermione smiled cutely when she heard this, and she did not lack the innocence of a girl at all.

Zhang Hao likes such an innocent smile, which can rejuvenate his aging heart.

......

At half past three in the afternoon, Slytherin and Gryffindor's first flying lesson was about to begin.

It was a clear, breezy day, and the grass rose and fell beneath their feet as the students walked briskly down the sloping grass toward a flat lawn across the field.

On the other side of the lawn is the Forbidden Forest, and if you lose control during the flight, you are likely to fall into this forbidden land full of danger and excitement.

At that time, not only will you be in danger, but you will also be deducted a certain amount of points.

In conclusion, taking flying lessons is no less risky than other courses.

More than twenty people from the two houses stood on the lawn, neatly organized on the Slytherin side and more scattered on the Gryffindor side.

In terms of discipline, Slytherin can throw a few streets off Gryffindor.

There are more than twenty old broomsticks on the lawn, all of which have been eliminated by the Quidditch team.

Zhang Hao heard Zhang Qiu say that the brooms used in flying lessons are more or less faulty.

Some brooms shiver when they fly high in the air, while others have a weird temper that you can't guess and may die to the left when you try to get it to the right.

The thought of flying with these brooms made Zhang Hao a little frightened, and the others probably did the same.

Everyone is pretending to be calm, as if they are the bravest baby in the crowd.

Ms. Hodge hadn't arrived yet, and the students were trying to find time to let themselves go.

Zhang Hao vaguely heard some people bragging, and more than one person did so.

Malfoy said he nearly crashed into a helicopter, and Ron said he nearly crashed into a hang glider.

Even Seamus Finigan, who had been brewing magical accidents, was no exception, and listening to his tone, it seemed as if he had spent most of his childhood flying around in the wilderness.

Everyone from the wizarding family chattered about Quidditch as if it was a shame not to be on the Quidditch team.

"I once flew up Mount Everest on a broomstick, the highest mountain in our hometown, a hundred times higher than the tallest tower at Hogwarts. ”

In this case, Zhang Hao thought that he couldn't be too maverick, so he also participated in bragging, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he overwhelmed everyone.

Almost everyone was stunned, wondering how tall the tallest tower at Hogwarts would be a hundred times as high......

Finally, Ms. Hodge appeared in front of everyone before someone blew into space.

The lady had short gray hair and two yellow eyes, as sharp as an eagle's eyes.

Everyone who is stared at by her can feel a pressure.

"Okay, what are you all waiting for?" she snapped as soon as she arrived, "everyone is standing next to a broomstick." Hurry, hurry, hurry!"

The little wizards hurriedly took action, and soon stood next to the broomsticks in two columns.

The broom under Zhang Hao's feet looked like it was about to fall apart, and he was very skeptical that the broom could fly.

Ms. Hodge didn't give him much time to think, she stood at the front and shouted, "Stretch out your right hand, put it above the broomstick, and say, 'Get up!'"

"Get up!"

"Get up!"

"Get me up!"

The lawn resounded with a chorus of calls, and occasionally a few strange flowers would be funny.

Some people are gifted in the subject, such as Harry, who jumped into his hand almost as soon as he fired the broomstick.

Zhang Hao's talent is not bad, and when he shouted the third time, the broom also jumped into his hand.

Hermione's broom would only roll on the ground and wouldn't get up at all.

Even worse was Neville, the unlucky boy's broom that didn't move, as if it had been glued to the ground.

After a period of hard work, Neville finally summoned the broomstick.

Ms. Hooch also demonstrated how to ride a broomstick, and she walked around the line to correct the students' mistakes.

Perhaps Malfoy had contracted a bad habit while practicing at home, and was criticized several times by Ms. Hodge.

Zhang Hao feels that this is like taking a driver's license, and the master who drives a four-wheeled tractor will be more troublesome, because the habits he developed before always jump out unintentionally like instinct.

He was glad he wasn't an old driver, otherwise he would have been picked up like Malfoy.

"Alright, as soon as I whistle you kick off the ground with both legs, kick hard!" Ms. Hodge said sternly again, "hold the broom steady, rise a few feet, and then lean forward slightly and fall vertically back to the ground." Listen to my whistle - three-two......"

However, Neville was too nervous.

He was afraid of being left on the ground, so he kicked hard without waiting for Ms. Huo Qi to blow the whistle and flew into the sky early!

Zhang Hao was upset, and had already pulled out the wand under his robe.

"Come back, kid!" called Ms. Hooch.

Konaville went straight up, like a cork spewing out of a bottle.