This herb class was one of the few classes in the school year that was taught by Hufflepuff and Gryffindor together. While there may be changes in the next school year, it's the perfect time for Maca to get closer to Harry's trio.

Speaking of Harry, the boy who never died is now fighting the Flober caterpillar on the stems and leaves! Yes, that's right, the kind that Michael Korna, who has a weak sense of existence, swallowed raw when he was a child. They especially like lettuce, but generally eat it as a plant.

When Ron squeezed over and asked Maca about his previous handling of Snape in Potions class, Maca was wondering what he was going to know about the caterpillar! These guys are 10 inches long, not much shorter than Maca's wand, and God knows how Michael swallowed it when he was a kid!

"Did you bite it off and eat it again?" Maca thought about it and shuddered.

“…… What bite off before eating? Are you wondering what to eat for lunch? Ron looked at Maca suspiciously, then said, "Leave lunch alone, tell me about it!" How did you provoke Snape? Tomorrow we are going to start his class, and I've heard from my seniors that he always favors students from his own house, and I don't know if it's true. ”

Maca came to her senses and shook her head helplessly.

"Whoever told you that I provoked Professor Snape, isn't that looking for death?" He briefly explained the situation, but Hermione couldn't help but come over.

"Hey! I said, Professor Snape really said that? Hermione said a little excitedly, "That's Arsenny Giger's pharmacological formula, it's an authority!" How could he be so casual and say it was a mistake! ”

Immediately, Hermione calmed down again, and then looked at Maca apologetically.

"I'm sorry, I'm not saying there's anything wrong with questioning authority, but ......," she hesitated, a little skeptical, "I mean, is that quantitative constant really a non-essential constant?" ”

"That's right." Maca nodded, then explained to Hermione in a whisper. Hermione interjected as she listened, but seemed somewhat convinced.

"What are they talking about?" Ron asked, turning his head to Harry.

"Probably from Potions class." Harry was now done tossing, and a Flober caterpillar writhed and struggled in his gloved right hand, unable to escape the evil claws that were preventing it from eating.

So let's learn those ...... I mean, what are they talking about? Ron hesitantly leaned over to listen to a few more words, then looked back at Harry.

Harry shook his head, all he knew was that he didn't understand at all, "It should be...... No way? ”

Ron looked at Maca and Hermione, who were whispering, before giving up his usual head and fertilizing the herbs.

"Maca, who is always clean and tidy, and Hermione, who is always messy, this combination is rare." He muttered quietly, puzzled.

"Then, the maca who had been lying in bed and couldn't get up turned out to be an excellent and good student."

When school was not in session, Maca lived in the Burrow for a long time. Ron thinks he's familiar with him, and while he looks smart and calm, he's actually lazy and bedridden by nature! It didn't seem to be what he imagined at all, and he thought he had found a good partner similar to him!

“…… Perhaps, you can ask him for help with homework that you can't do in the future? Ron had the idea, or at least he thought it was a great idea.

Behind the Herbal Medicine Practice class was the much-anticipated flying course, Maca, which they took with Ravenclaw.

Naturally, Maca was looking forward to the course, which would allow her to fly freely in mid-air, but he wasn't sure if he would run into any difficulties. To be honest, his sense of direction is not very good in normal times, and if he flies into the sky, he will really not be able to find the north.

The first lesson of the flying lesson took place at the main entrance of Hogwarts Castle, where there was a slightly sunken flat field, and the grass on the ground swayed slowly in the breeze, looking alive.

Looking to the east, you can see a dark forest edge, with a tall canopy rippling in the wind.

The Hufflepuff badgers were already standing on the field, and they watched as the Ravenclaw classmates were walking unhurriedly, and the flight instructor, Mrs. Hodge, was loudly urging them to go faster.

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

Mrs. Hodge's short gray hair stood like steel needles, and could not even be blown by the wind; The two eyes are yellow, and they look like an eagle that is strictly supervising its young birds.

Maca chose a broom that looked pleasing to the eye from the brooms neatly arranged on the ground, and stood quietly next to it, watching as the other students hurriedly found their place to stand.

"Stretch out your right hand and place it above the broomstick," called Madame Hooch in front, "and say, 'Get up!'" ’”

"Get up!" In Mrs. Huoqi's strict tone, everyone seemed to be affected a little, and even the shouting was extra neat.

The broom obediently jumped into Maca's hand, and he felt the strange and fresh taste, and felt that it was not bad.

But other students may not have been so smooth, some of the brooms jumped slightly in place, and some rolled on the ground, and Ernie's broom even flew directly into the air, turning his palms red.

It seems that this thing seems to have something to do with talent, after all, there are only a few people who can fall into their hands normally.

Mrs. Hodge then showed them how to mount a broomstick without slipping off their heads. She walked around the line, correcting the students' hand grips and occasionally criticizing those who were always doing badly.

"All right, then as soon as I whistle, you kick your legs off the ground and kick hard." Mrs. Hodge said, "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-"

"Oh——!" Maca couldn't help but exclaim as she watched the ground get farther and farther away from her, this feeling was really interesting like never before.

Mrs. Hooch walked back and forth beside her, observing everyone's condition. Of course, there are many people who can't fly at all, and those brooms don't seem to listen to them, but nothing special happens.

"Mr. McLean, you're above what I said." Mrs. Hooch shouted loudly at Maca, "Come down, stay safe!" ”

Maca was stunned, and found that she did seem to be flying higher than everyone else, and hurriedly leaned forward slightly according to what Madame Hodge had just said, and the broom immediately descended honestly.

"Good job," Mrs. Hodge patted Maca on the shoulder, "the first thing a novice should pay attention to is safety, and gradual progress is the most correct choice." ”

Maca nodded, but thought to herself, "You're going to see Neville and Harry soaring next week!" Of course, the former is the literal kind, huh-"

"Mrs. Hooch, I'm wondering what to do if a novice accidentally falls off a broomstick?" Thinking of this, Maca suddenly thought about it and spoke.

He still has a crush on Neville, the fat boy who is always nervous, and if he prepares Mrs. Hodge a little in advance, maybe his arm won't break.

I guess it must have hurt, otherwise Maca wouldn't have remembered that scene vividly.

"It's okay to use the levitation charm, don't worry," replied Mrs. Hooch, who thought Maca was worried about her injury, "and if it wasn't too late, Madam Pomfrey at the school hospital would have cured them, her potions have always been effective." ”

"Oh! Thank you for your answer. Maca pretended to be relieved and politely thanked her.

Of course, this is just a small episode in his study life, and for Maca, it is just a matter of doing it, and he forgets about it in the blink of an eye.

"Huh——! It feels awesome! ”

With Mrs. Hooch's permission, Maca gets a chance to fly low. It took him a lot of time to apply, and he's having a good time!

The wind whined in her face and whined in Maca's ear, making her robe a hunting sound. Under Maca's control, the broomstick dashes left and right with him, looking like a shark sprinting through the water.

Although this shark is a little too close to the "bottom of the sea".

"Be careful——! Decelerate! Decelerate! Quick, do as I say——! Madame Hodge shouted below, but Marka's ears were full of wind, and she could hear it anywhere.

After a long while, the over-indulgent Maca finally slowed down, and he jerked the broomstick handle and turned his head, drawing a graceful arc in mid-air.

Before he could land, Maca noticed that Mrs. Hodge's face was not quite right, and he immediately understood what the problem was - in the second half of the test flight, he seemed to be too fast.

Even if these brooms are cheap for practice, and some of them seem to have some messy little problems, they are also qualified products, not children's toys for children.

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Hooch," Maca immediately bowed her head and apologized as soon as she landed, "I was a little carried away, I didn't expect this feeling of flying to be so good, I didn't pay attention for a while." ”

Mrs. Hooch stared at Maca for a moment, then sighed and said, "I just said that you have to take it step by step...... However, you're flying well, and after learning Quidditch Safety Notes, you may be able to fly a few more times. ”

“…… I'm sure you'll find out how right it was to fall in love with Quidditch! ”

This is Lady Hooch, who is so strict, fair, responsible, and most importantly - she loves Quidditch from the bottom of her heart.