At half past three that afternoon, Brandy, Harry, Ron, and the other Gryffindor students hurried down the steps to the field in front of the door, 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.

“…… What's your mother's last name? ”

"Shirley...... Do you want to ask if it's her original Scott last name or Barton's last name. ”

"What about your dad?"

"Nonsense......"

"Your birthday?"

"February 23rd...... I'll go to Ron, do you dare to ask some questions that are a bit brainy, how can I forget this kind of thing! ”

……………… Since after lunch, Harry and Ron had been trying to help Brandi remember what he had forgotten. Ron insisted that it must have been something particularly important to make Memories go red like that, and it had to be about his family. So far, Brandi has almost memorized everything in his family's family tree and household register!

It's a pity that he still doesn't remember what he has forgotten.

By the time they reached the field, they found that Slytherin was already there, with dozens of brooms neatly arranged on the ground, and this strange posture always felt like they wanted them to clean the vestibule. Ron turned his head to Brandi and said, "When I was not in school, I heard George Fred complain that the school's practice brooms were weird, some could shiver in the sky, and some would throw you from the sky if they thought you weren't skilled enough!" Brandi, who was slightly frightened, turned white, and Parvati and Hermione walked past him hand in hand, glaring at Ron fiercely. Then he began to chatter about how to rescue himself when he fell into the sky......

At this time, their teacher, Mrs. Hodge, arrived. She has short gray hair and two yellow eyes, like the eyes of an eagle. At first glance, you can see that she is a menopausal old woman who is just like Professor McGonagall!

"Okay, what are you all waiting for?" She didn't give a short opening remark, but snapped, "Everyone stands next to a broomstick." Hurry, hurry, hurry. ”

Brandi glanced down at his broomstick, which was worn and old, with some branches poking out in all directions. He stole a glance at Hermione and Parvati, who were several people away, and exchanged opinions about whether the broom would play them to death, and the consensus reached made them tremble......

"Stretch out your right hand and put it above the broomstick," shouted Mrs. Hodge in front, "and say, "Get up!" ”

"Get up!" Everyone shouted.

Harry's broom jumped firmly into his hand at once, much to Madame Hooch's appreciation, but ......

"Get up!" imperative tone;

"Get up~" in a requesting tone;

"Get up~~~" coquettish and cute tone;

"Forehead......" No matter how Brandi calls for it, this broken broom doesn't even give a reaction! Seeing that no one was paying attention around, Brandi secretly took out his wand from his pocket, and with a flick of it, the broom jumped up directly, he grabbed the broom, he was used to the side effects of running out of mana, and his declining face showed a witty (chicken thief) smile - sample! Fight me!

Originally, I was disappointed that I didn't have a talent for flying, but I felt relieved to see Hermione's broom Brandi, who was lying on the ground and not moving, and saw Brandi's expression of relief, which made Hermione explode her lungs and give Brandi a big roll of her eyes. Parvati seems to have a little talent, but not flying, and when she said it, the broomstick under her feet jumped up and slapped Parvati's ass! Looking at Parvati with tears in her eyes and looking at her hips, Brandi had to try to make a harmless expression of pity to hide the corners of her mouth that were constantly twitching, of course, she had already begun to slap the table and laugh wildly.

Ron's was a lot better than the three of them flying idiots, at least in the order "Get up!" The broom jumped, and Ron quickly bent down to scoop up the broom in mid-air, and then looked at everyone proudly......

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. Brandi and Harry Ron hear her criticize Malfoy for not doing things right. I couldn't help but secretly happily exchange a happy look.

"All right, 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-"

However, Neville was too nervous to be left on the ground, so he kicked hard and flew up without waiting for the whistle to touch Mrs. Hooch's lips.

"Come back, kid!" Mrs. Hodge shouted, but Neville went straight up like a cork spewing out of a bottle—twelve—twenty feet. His frightened, pale face looked at the ground that was speeding away below, and saw him slide off the side of the broomstick with his mouth wide open, panting......

Something has to be done! Brandi subconsciously pulled out the wand in his pocket and rushed towards Neville's landing site.

"Brandi! Come back! ”

"Kid! What do you go for! You're going to be smashed by him! Hermione and Mrs. Hooch shouted behind them.

"Clear water is like a spring!" An arm-thick jet of water erupted from Brandy's wand, like a fountain, straight upward, and he moved his position quickly, trying to keep him and Neville on the same level, and then, the water resisted Neville's falling body... He saw Neville's body shudder, the recoil must have hurt... Then it was slowly cushioned by the current of water, but when it was about to fall to the ground, Brandy's magic was exhausted again, so as soon as the magic was interrupted, Neville directly hit Brandy's body face down, trying to retreat, knocking him far away.

Neville curled up, shivering, his broomstick rising higher and higher, and then slowly drifting towards the Forbidden Forest, vanishing.

Mrs. Hooch bent down to look down at Neville, soaking wet, her face as pale as Neville's.

"The lower abdomen was washed by the water, probably a little injured, but more importantly, it seemed to be frightened," Harry heard her whisper, "all right, kid - it's all right, you get up." ”

She turned to the rest of the class and said. I'll take this child to the hospital, and none of you are allowed to move!" Put the broomstick back in its place, or you'll be kicked out of the Hogwarts gates before you can say 'Quidditch'. Let's go, dear. ”

She turned her head again, and Brandi stood up with the help of Parvati, who was beside her. He was panting with a pale face.

"And Mr. Barton, although technically a clear spring is not suitable for saving people, but for a freshman who has just entered the school for a few weeks, you have already taken the most appropriate move for you to minimize the damage, this is the best clear water like spring I have ever seen, Gryffindor plus ten points!"

Neville had tears on his face, clutching his stomach and staggering away with Mrs. Hooch. Mrs. Hodge put her arm around him.

"That's handsome, how did you come up with this spell?" Parvati struggled to hold Brandi's body and asked curiously, she was a little too close to Brandi at this time, and he could even feel the heat she exhaled. The long black hair slid hard against Brandi's neck with the help of the breeze, who was already blushing in embarrassment.

"Probably because I have too few spells, I can't release high-level spells...... There are only a few things in my mind that can be used, so I can only pick them out first, maybe it will work wonders. He quickly straightened up and politely declined Petyer's help. Actually, I'm just clever, if I had a little reaction time, I could have saved Neville with anyone present. ”

He was chatting with Parvati when he heard Harry's roar.

"Take it! Malfoy! ”

The two looked curiously, only to find Malfoy standing far away from the crowd, and he had just straightened up, as if he was holding something in his hand. "Look!" Malfoy stretched out his hand, and a glass sphere-like object was brought to him by the grandmother of the big fool Longbottom. I want to see ~ how about we hide it? Let Neville cry and look for it by himself when the time comes, just like looking for his toad~"

"Oh, shut up, Malfoy, hide other people's stuff and watch him get anxious, that's all a bad trick for bear kids." Parvati frowned and said coldly. Brandi glanced at her with some surprise, she didn't expect this quiet and cute girl to have such a brave side.

"Ho, protecting Longbottom?" Pansy Parkinson said she was an ugly-looking Slytherin girl with a very unrestrained look. Obviously her hair is a little fluffy like Hermione, but Hermione looks like a cute beaver, and Pansy looks like a poodle with a messy mane...... And it is also perfectly in line with an old saying in the mysterious East, born from the heart. "I didn't expect you to like chubby little tear packs, Petyer. Speaking of which, you just got spanked with a broom, right~haha~~"

"It's funny, who do you want to protect, who do you like? That Malfoy is really pitiful, and he is worried about the golden lion king like you, and it is estimated that he will be eaten without even a bone~"

"Who do you say is the Golden Retriever Lion King!" Pansy's eyes widened like brass bells, and she rolled up her sleeves to reveal her strong tendons. Malfoy didn't know if it was because he believed in Parvati's evil, and then he saw Pansy's 'handsome' appearance, and he looked a little panicked.

"I'm sorry, I have to apologize to the lion who represents Gryffindor, you are only a golden retriever at best, and you are still some distance from the lion king......"

"You! Mouth-slutted little bitch! ”

Under the constant sarcasm, the anger of both sides skyrocketed, and the Slytherins began to come forward with bad intentions, and they were gearing up. And Parvati himself is the sweetest looking among the first-year Gryffindor freshmen, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a grade flower, how can the little lions let the grade flowers of their house suffer the slightest grievance, everyone took out their wands, and the fight was about to break out.

At this time, Malfoy on the side noticed that Brandi's wand was aimed at him intentionally or unintentionally, he was still a little afraid of Brandi's curse, Slytherin had not taken a Charms class with Gryffindor, he didn't know the details of Brandy, but the stone chocolate frog in Goyle's hand last time was still fresh in his memory...... In order to avoid being struck by a curse when he started drying, Malfoy did what he thought was wise, jumping on his broomstick and taking off.

His previous words were not bragging—he did fly well—he hovered parallel to the tops of an oak tree, and cried out loudly; "Come and get it, Harry Potter!"