After the class, the joy continued throughout lunchtime, and the whole cafeteria echoed about the frog leg growing out of the rock and the explosion that had occurred around it.

In the afternoon, Hugo was very curious about a course "How to Use Broomsticks", and I don't know if there was a Quidditch sport in 993 AD, and because the witchcraft of long-distance movement does not seem to have been developed, so wizards now almost use broomsticks on the road, and this course is like a training class for all young wizards when they take the driver's license.

More than twenty young wizards from their first year had gathered in the meadow they had passed, with the huge amber-eyed dryad on one side, and twelve tall wooden poles lined up on the wide meadow on the other, looking like a row of telephone poles.

A group of young wizards stared at the twelve long 'sticks' in a daze, completely unaware of what these things had to do with broomsticks, but there was a vague sense of ominousness floating in everyone's hearts, as if something bad was about to happen.

At this moment, a tall and thin wizard came out from the back of a small two-story building made of black stone next to the meadow, but the focus was not on the wizard, but on a beautiful, tall, ribbed and winged horse that followed the wizard!

Its sideburns were beautiful golden chestnut, its physique was taller than that of ordinary horses, its wings tucked at its sides and shook from time to time, it followed the wizard in the same footsteps, and looked very docile and obedient, and behind this beautiful horse-like creature pulled a squeaky four-wheeled carriage, on which lay a bunch of so-called broomsticks, Hugo glanced twice, and felt that these broomsticks were made very casually, and seemed to have no sense of beauty and care at all.

In addition to the broomsticks, there were some things that seemed to be protective gear, and they were all randomly piled up on the carriage, scarred and strained.

The tall and thin wizard walked up to the young wizards and said gently: "Hello, freshmen, I am the teacher who teaches you the broomstick, responsible for letting you learn this important means of transportation, you can call me Mr. Green, and when you become proficient, I will teach you some very interesting games that require a little courage, I am sure you will enjoy these exciting games."

Oh !!

All the little wizards let out a pleasant exclamation and smiled genuinely when they heard the words of the game, but they did not know that for a long time to come, they would be made worse off by these so-called 'games of the brave'。。。。。。

"Alright, little ones, now all the students line up to pass the carriage and take a broomstick and a set of protective gear from it" Teacher Green clapped his hands and pulled the little wizards out of the fantasy game world, and said loudly: "I will personally demonstrate how to wear protective gear in a while, you all have to look carefully"

All the little wizards stood there tremblingly at the winged horse, which was more than twice as tall as them, and for a moment no one dared to approach the four-wheeled carriage behind it.

"Also, you don't need to be afraid of Nick, it's very gentle, it's an Iseron, a species of Pegasus, you can touch its pectoral muscles, don't worry, it won't kick your sternum"

Won't kick the sternum!! but what about the ribs? Will it kick the ribs? Although Nick does look very docile, it is too oppressive because of his height!

At this moment, a clump of golden seaweed walked out of the crowd as if it had no brains, and she stared at the Itheroon Pegasus curiously with a pair of bright sea-blue jewel-like eyes, stretching out her snow-white little hands to gently caress its strong body.

The Iseron snorted loudly, brought its head to Jia'er's blonde hair, and arched her very kindly, sniffing constantly, as if very fond of the scent of golden seaweed.

This beautiful Lori herding picture in the warm afternoon sun suddenly infected all the little wizards, exclamations rang out one after another, and then everyone under the organization of Teacher Green stepped forward one after another to choose their own broomsticks, but it is clear that the focus of the little wizards has shifted from the body of the broomstick to the body of the tall and handsome Iseronic, as if this is not a broomstick course but a magical creature identification course.

The beautiful creature became the most popular pet at once, and in the end Mr. Green had to free it from the wizard's encirclement and send it back to the stable behind the Blackstone Building, or he would not even be able to attend the class.

The tall and thin Mr. Green looked very funny with a hat made of leather on his head, as if he were wearing a brown knight's helmet, and put a leather armor on his body, and then instructed all the little wizards to bring this ridiculous armor, which made Hugo's heart very curious.

He remembered that Hogwarts in later generations did not seem to be so cautious when they were in broomstick lessons, and even when they were in Quidditch matches, they did not wear such exaggerated protective measures, so why should such protective measures be used now in the millennium A.D., when the conditions are more difficult and the material is more scarce?

In his later study and life, Hugo discovered that the danger of the 'game' of this era was far beyond his imagination! Compared with the 'game of the brave' at this time, the Quidditch match in later generations was really too naïve and completely incomparable! Therefore, before mastering the operation of the broomstick, it is still very necessary to wear protective gear correctly!

In this damned era, even the game is full of barbarism and blood! Its purpose is not only to enrich the wizards' extracurricular life, but also to guide them on how to release the wildness in their hearts! Enhance their courage to meet and fight to the death! Teach them the wisdom to judge the situation and make choices in an instant!

All this is to get more chances of survival and victory chips in the future war of black and white wizards, the more dangerous the era, the more war education must start from the baby!

When everyone had brought the funny protective gear, Mr. Green finally began to teach them how to use the broomstick, he first straddled the broom, clamped it tightly, and then slowly floated in the air, if it weren't for the ridiculous protective gear, it would still feel very handsome.