Unlike Lori, who vaguely regretted not buying owls, Liu Jiecao still didn't feel a little moved even if he kept seeing others using an owl.

Not all students have owls, in fact only some have owls.

Harry hadn't heard from Hagrid since the last time Hagrid had written. Needless to say, Malfoy was quick to notice this. Malfoy's owl often brought him large bags of candy from home, and he always triumphantly dismantled them at the Slytherin table.

An owl brought him a small package from Neville's grandmother. Neville excitedly opened it and showed everyone a glass ball the size of a marble, which seemed to be filled with white smoke.

"It's a memory ball!" "Grandma knows I always have no memory – she will tell you if there's something you forgot to do," he explained. Look, you hold it tightly, like this, if it turns red — oh......"

His face suddenly lengthened, because the memory ball suddenly turned red and shiny, "You just forgot something......"

Neville struggled to remember what he had forgotten, and at that moment, Draco. Malfoy passed by the Gryffindor dining table and snatched the memory ball out of his hand.

Harry and Ron leapt to their feet. For some reason, they were somewhat hopeful of having a fight with Malfoy.

However, Professor McGonagall was always more keenly aware of the mess than any other teacher, and she showed up in the blink of an eye.

"What's going on?"

"Malfoy snatched my memory ball, Professor."

Malfoy's face darkened, and he quickly tossed the orb back onto the table.

"We'll see." He slipped away in a hurry, followed by Crabbe and Goyle.

Seeing this, Liu Jiecao had to sigh, Malfoy's awkward psychology.

Actually, Malfoy wanted to be with Harry more than anyone else. Potter became friends, and he had an advantage over the others from the start, meeting Harry early in Diagon Alley. There was a conversation.

It's just that Malfoy may have been born in a pure-blood family, he has almost no friends, and the two behind him are just followers, without their own opinions.

As a result, Malfoy wasn't very good at pretty words, and Ron had already become Harry's friend first. Malfoy targeted Ron out of jealousy, so he directly turned himself against Harry.

Just like now, Malfoy had caught Harry's attention by bullying Neville, and he probably didn't even know why he did it.

Thereafter. The small conflict between Malfoy and Harry slowly turned into a big conflict, and it turned the two into complete antagonisms.

Even in the end, many people betrayed the school and betrayed Harry because of Voldemort, but Malfoy stood firmly by Harry's side in the end. It can be seen that this person's heart is not bad, just a child with an awkward personality.

This is the way the world is, if you are a friend, others may not follow you to the end. You are your enemy. In the end, it may be the most determined to stand by your side.

Only in the midst of adversity can we see the truth, this is the reality.

Harry didn't understand it at all, he was forced to take Malfoy's "from a young Harry. Potter was an idol, and he was persecuted into his own enemy.

If only he had thought more about Malfoy's mood. In the end, it will not evolve into the current situation. Although you may not be a friend, you will not be an enemy.

After all, it was really just Malfoy and Ron, the conflict between their two pure-blood families in the beginning. Nothing to do with Harry per se. Harry was just excited to make new friends, and he was completely too biased towards Ron, directly rejecting Malfoy who scolded Ron. In the end, he also made a move, directly forcing Malfoy, who came out of good intentions, but made things worse because he couldn't speak, to the opposite.

I have to say, they are all children, only children can be so simple. Good is good, bad is bad. When everyone becomes an adult, how can there be such a clear distinction between good and bad. Many adults are smiling in front of their faces, but they are calculating behind their backs, and that is the most terrifying. Today's scene is just a child's play.

At half past three that afternoon, Harry, Ron, Liu Jiecao, 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.

The Slytherin students were already there, and twenty broomsticks were neatly laid out on the ground. Harry had heard Fred and Jorca Weasley complain about the broomsticks at school, some of which would shiver when you flew too high, and others that would always tilt slightly to the left.

At that time, it was not only Harry who heard this, but Liu Jiecao and his friends also heard it. Compared with the light wheel 2000 that they bought, the school's flying broomstick will naturally not be put in the eyes of a few of them.

Their teacher, Mrs. Hodge, came. She has short gray hair and two yellow eyes, like the eyes of an eagle.

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

Liu Jiecao glanced at his flying broom speechlessly, it was broken and old, and some branches poked out horizontally, almost thrown away by him.

The loli around him had a bitter face, helplessly holding this tattered in their hands.

"Stretch out your right hand and place it over the broom handle." Mrs. Hooch shouted from the front, "and said: 'Get up!' ’”

"Get up!" Everyone shouted.

Harry's broomsticks jumped into his hands at once, but there were only a handful of such obedient brooms. Among these few handfuls, Liu Jiecao and his friends all have them, after all, they have practiced at home, and they know that the focus of the flying broom is the spiritual power that the user exudes from being guided by the flying broomstick, and through this spiritual power to influence and control the flying broom. The broomstick has a simple intelligent system that can help the user fly, provided that you make the broomstick obedient.

Hermione. Granger's broom just rolled on the ground, and Neville's broom didn't move at all.

In fact, the broom, like a horse, can see the timidity in your heart. Neville's voice trembled slightly, a clear indication that he wanted to be on the ground.

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. Harry and Ron heard her criticize Malfoy for not doing things right. I couldn't help but be secretly happy.

Liu Jiecao sighed that Malfoy's mistake on the broomstick made Harry and Ron smile, but didn't Malfoy see it? This is the cause and effect of once again exacerbating the contradictions between them.

"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.

Liu Jiecao was speechless to see Neville's frightened, pale face looking at the ground flying away below, and saw him panting with his mouth wide open, sliding down from the side of the broomstick, and then falling with a "bang", a violent impact. Neville lay face down in the grass on the ground, huddled in a ball. His broomstick was still rising higher and higher, and then began to float slowly in the direction of the Forbidden Forest, disappearing.

Mrs. Hooch bent down at Neville, her face as pale as Neville's.

"Broken wrist." Liu Jiecao heard her whisper, "Okay, kid—it's okay, you get up." ”

She turned to the other students in 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. ”

With tears on his face, Nacheng grabbed his wrist and limped away with Mrs. Hooch. Mrs. Hodge put her arm around him.

No sooner had they gone than Malfoy burst out laughing.

"Do you see that face, that stupid big man?" The other Slytherin students chimed in.

Liu Jiecao knew that this was actually Malfoy's revenge for Harry and Ron for laughing at him before, who let Neville get too close to Harry and Ron, or in the same dormitory?

The last time it was the same in the cafeteria, who made Neville easier to bully and easier to be a weakness for those two than Ron and Harry themselves?

"Shut up, Malfoy." Parvati. Petil snapped.

"Ho, protecting Longbottom?" Pansipa. Kinson said she was an ugly-looking Slytherin girl. "I didn't expect you to like chubby little tear packs, Petyer."

"Look!" Malfoy said, rushing over to grab something on the grass, "It was given to him by the grandmother of the big fool Longbottom." ”

He held up the memory ball, which glistened in the sunlight.

"Bring it, Malfoy." Harry whispered. Everyone stopped talking and watched.

Malfoy grinned evilly.

"How about I put it somewhere, and let Longbottom pick it up—put it on a tree?"

"Bring it!" Harry shouted, but Malfoy had already jumped on his broomstick and taken off. His previous words weren't bragging—he did fly well.

He hovered at a height parallel to the treetops of an oak tree, and cried out loudly; "Come and get it, Potter!"

Liu Jiecao glanced at his lolias, and shook their heads, not ready to meddle. From the perspective of adults, they could see that Malfoy still wanted Harry's attention more than revenge. (To be continued......)