I don't know who arranged it (it's fate!) It's an irresistible fate! Gryffindor and Slytherin, two houses that are not as powerful as water and fire, whether in the open or in the background, can be said to be for tat and look at each other, but the students of the same year often have to attend classes together.

No, Thursday's flying lesson, the first-year freshmen of these two academies, are going to be together again.

Lin Xiaoan: "......"

Lin Xiaoan, you have to be strong! Your handsome, tall, invincible, and mighty image can't collapse...... Hold on!

However, according to the plot, labor and management should not have to fly up in this class~ Sure enough, follow the plot to go the most safe (provincial) and full (heart) provoked~

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At half past three in the afternoon, the Gryffindor Year 1 students hurried down the steps to the field in front of the door to prepare for their first flying lesson.

It was a sunny, breezy day.

As they walked briskly down the sloping grass toward a flat lawn across the field, the grass waving slightly beneath their feet.

On the other side of the lawn is the Forbidden Forest, and in the distance, the black trees sway in the wind.

The Slytherin students were already there, and twenty broomsticks were neatly laid out on the ground.

The broomsticks in the school are a few years old, some of them shiver when you fly too high, and some of them always tilt slightly to the left.

Lin Xiaoan: Labor and management have always been lucky, and they will definitely be able to pick the one that can't fly!

……

Ms. Huo Qi, the teacher of the flying lesson, came.

She has short gray hair and two eyes that are yellow, like the eyes of an eagle.

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

Lin Xiaoan, like the other students, glanced down at his broomstick: it was worn and old, and some branches were poking out horizontally.

"Stretch out your right hand and place it over the broom handle." Ms. Hooch shouted in front, "And then say—'Get up'!" ”

"Get up!" Everyone shouted.

……

Very well, in the audience, only the brooms under the feet of Lin Xiaoan and Neville Longbottom did not move, and the brooms of the others more or less responded - jumped into the hands of the students, or just rolled a few times.

Between the lightning and flint, Lin Xiaoan stretched out his foot and hooked it - in the eyes of others, it was the broom that automatically jumped into Lin Xiaoan's hand.

A broken broom dares to lose his temper with me, hmph, you're still far away. Lin Xiao'an's heart was full of a (childish) sense of achievement.

……

"Well, as soon as I whistle, you kick off the ground with both legs, and kick hard." Ms. Hodge demonstrated the correct movement of riding a broomstick, and after correcting the students' posture one by one, she 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 Miss Hooch's lips.

"Come back, kid!" Miss Hooch shouted, but Neville (the broomstick) went straight up, like an oak cork spewing out of the mouth of a shaken champagne bottle—twelve—twenty feet.

Everyone saw him look at the ground that was speeding away below with a frightened face, and saw him panting with his mouth wide open, sliding off the end of the broomstick, and—

"Yuga Dim Leviosa!"

Lin Xiaoan drew his wand and used the levitation charm on Neville, who was rapidly falling from the sky!

Newton's coffin plate ...... No, a small whirlwind that appeared out of thin air held Neville's body and slowly fell with him.

Although Neville appeared unscathed, he sat on the grass like a fish out of water, his mouth wide open and his face so pale that he suspected that he was going to faint in the next second.

……

Ms. Hooch leaned over to look at Neville, her face was also unsightly, "Are you alright?" Child. ”

Neville shuddered and shook his head, still unable to speak.

"All right, kid—it's all right, you get up."

Ms. Huo Qi turned around and found Lin Xiao'an's position: "For your bravery, Mr. Xiaolin, I will add fifty points to Gryffindor." ”

Lin Xiaoan bowed politely: "This is what I should do, ma'am." ”

"Now, I'll take this child to the infirmary - 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. ”

With that, Ms. Hodge led away—or rather with Neville, who was limp in his feet.

……

As soon as they were farther away, Draco Malfoy began to laugh out loud, "Did you see that frightened face?" That stupid big guy who can't even ride a broomstick? ”

Here it comes! The gears of fate begin to turn, and the plot of snatching the memory ball begins!

Lin Xiaoan thought about it and was ready to start watching the play.