Exploration quests reach a certain value, and there are additional rewards?

Ivan was a little curious, this reward was not directly distributed, but had to be found in the forbidden book area in the middle of the night, and this process always made Ivan feel a little creepy.

But since it's a reward, Ivan still decided to go, anyway, the ghost Ivan has seen it, what else is there to be afraid of at night?

In the hall, Harry and Ron were sitting at a round table eating lunch, and the two hurriedly greeted Ivan when they saw him stunned.

"Ivan, this way!"

"Where have you been in the morning? Messing up so much? Harry was curious when he saw Ivan's collapsed appearance.

"Just find a place to practice spells." Ivan rolled his eyes, stuck a piece of grilled sausage with his knife and stuffed it into his mouth, the light was consumed this morning, he didn't eat anything, and he almost starved to death.

It was the first time in so many days that Ivan had consumed his mana at such a high intensity, and he still felt a little dizzy.

Ivan feasted in the hall while Harry and Ron excitedly discussed flying skills.

And Ivan, after listening to most of it, remembered that there seemed to be a flying lesson in the afternoon, which piqued some interest.

After all, flying can be said to be almost everyone's dream, even if you have to ride a broom under your crotch, it doesn't affect this enthusiasm.

On the Slytherin side, it was even more lively, with Draco Malfoy boasting loudly about his previous experience of practicing flying in the crowd.

"I used to ride a broomstick before I went to Hogwarts, and my dad flew me all the way home, and once I ran into a Muggle plane, and if I hadn't dodged it too fast, I would have knocked it down!" Draco said triumphantly.

Ivan just drank a sip of goat's milk and almost squirted it out in public,

Crash into a plane? So awesome, why don't you go to heaven?

Flying so high with a flying broomstick without any protection, I'm afraid I'm afraid I'll freeze to death a long time ago...

"Ivan, have you ever ridden a broomstick before?" Harry had long been upset when he heard Draco's boasting, and now seeing Ivan's reaction so much, he hurriedly asked.

"Nope." Ivan shook his head decisively, even if he had studied before, he had forgotten now...

"What about you, Ron?" Harry said with a glimmer of hope.

Ron didn't disappoint Harry, and talked about how he practiced at home with Charlie's old broom.

Ivan just watched quietly and listened to the boasting of Ron and Draco, anyway, when it came to the flying lesson, they all had to be revealed...

Sure enough, in the afternoon flying lesson, with the whistle of the teacher, Mrs. Hooch, only Harry was the only one who summoned the broom placed on the ground in his hand for the first time.

Draco Malfoy, who had boasted that he had almost crashed into a plane, tried several times without success, but fortunately, at the last moment, the broom listened to it and obediently flew into Draco's hands, so as not to lose face in front of Harry.

And Ron was miserable, perhaps because he shouted too loudly, and the broom bounced up at once, hitting him directly on the forehead.

"Get up!" Ivan shouted and called for the broom, as Madame Hodge demonstrated, but the broom just stayed on the ground and spun around lazily, without any intention of getting up.

Ivan's heart was anxious, and he couldn't help but regret that he hadn't read a few more flying books before, brushing up on proficiency or something.

It wasn't until Madame Hooch looked around and turned her head that Ivan had the wit to hook the broom with his foot and gently kick it into his hand, becoming the third student to get a magic broom.

Madame Hodge saw Ivan holding the broom steadily, nodded appreciatively, and taught the other students.

Harry was a little dumbfounded when he looked at Ivan's commotion, Ivan put his hand in front of his mouth and made a silent gesture towards Harry, and at the same time he was relieved that at least this lesson would not get a bad review.

As long as you have a grade point, riding a broom is not an easy task...

However, for the system only has such an exchange option as a Xueba experience card, Ivan has also complained for a long time.

Why can't you redeem your talents?

He's a mediocre scumbag, what if someone debunks him if he pretends to be a scholar? Where will I get my GPA when the time comes?

In order to keep his class evaluation, Ivan imagined in his mind hundreds of handsome riding styles and the troubles he might encounter during the flight while Madame Hooch was teaching the other students.

And pray that the tattered broom in your hand will definitely give some face, if you can't fly on it, it won't be embarrassing...

"Show me everything, I'll just demonstrate it once." When Mrs. Hodge saw that everyone was holding their brooms in their hands, she went to the front and demonstrated the correct riding position.

"Wait, as soon as I blow the whistle, you kick the ground, remember to hold on to your broomsticks, and try to rise a few feet..."

Madame Hooch commanded the crowd in a loud voice, and Ivan got on his broomstick just in time, ready to experience his first high-altitude flight.

However, before Ivan could try, Neville, who was not far away, had already "whoosh" and flew from the same place to the air, letting out a huge scream in midair.

"Ahh~"

Neville flew at least twenty feet tall in horror, and the little wizards below were all in a mess, and Ivan remembered that Neville seemed to fall off later, and pulled out his staff first.

"Yuga Dim Leviosa!" Ivan flicked his hand and shot a levitation spell at Neville, who was rapidly falling from mid-air.

The power of the magic instantly stopped Neville's fall, and he was suspended more than three meters in the air.

Lady Hodge's heart was also relaxed, God knows how worried she was just now, if Neville had a problem with her professor's flying lesson, Lady Hodge felt that she would not have the face to stay at Hogwarts.

"Well done, Gryffindor plus five points!" Madame Hodge gave Ivan an appreciative look.

At the same moment, Ivan also received a hint of an increase in his academic grade points, and he was slightly happy.

The Gryffindor students also applauded, led by Harry and Ron.

However, before the palms of the crowd could slap a few times, Neville fell straight from mid-air.

The scene was very embarrassing for a while...

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Hooch, but I seem to have run out of magic." Ivan's smile was stuck on his face, and he shrugged helplessly, after practicing spells in the morning, it was good to catch Neville who was falling rapidly.

Anyway, the grade points are already in hand, so it's a big deal to deduct the extra five points...