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"No!" Hermione came to Harry, and she stopped, "Have you forgotten? Mrs. Hooch told us not to move, you're going to get everyone in trouble!"

Harry ignored Hermione and rode straight to Malfoy's location.

At first, Harry flew crookedly and swaying, like a beginner who was new to broomsticks, but once he was in the air, he had apparently found that feeling, like a natural broomrider.

Harry jerked his broom in the direction of Malfoy, who looked startled at Malfoy in the air.

Malfoy knew that this was Harry Potter's first encounter with broomsticks, which could be seen from Harry Potter's rusty approach. However, to Malfoy's great surprise, this was obviously Harry Potter's first flight, but he didn't expect him to fly so well!

"Bring the memory balls!" Harry shouted, "or I'll knock you off the broom!"

"Oh, is it?" said Malfoy, trying to scoff, but the nervous look on his face made him look a little funny.

As if he had been born with a knack for what to do, Harry leaned forward and gripped the broom tightly with both hands, which shot at Malfoy like a javelin.

Malfoy hurriedly ducked to the side, barely dodging the impact.

There was a scream and shout from the Gryffindor students, all cheering for Harry, and even Ron let out a shout of admiration.

Hermione was alone, looking uneasily in the direction of Mrs. Hooch's departure, for fear that she would suddenly return.

Harry turned the broom around again, looked at Malfoy and shouted, "There's no Crabbe and Goyle here to protect you, Malfoy." ”

Malfoy seems to have the same idea, he is usually inseparable from Crabbe and Goyle, although they are both a little short, but they are very stocky, so they are very safe with both of them.

Without the protection of those two men at this time, Malfoy suddenly felt that he was in danger.

"Here, see if you can catch it!" Malfoy yelled, throwing the orb high into the air before quickly landing on the ground.

Harry rode his broomstick, his eyes fixed on the orb, and then, like a whirlwind, rushed towards the orb that had been tossed high.

The orb of memory fell rapidly from high to low, and Harry followed closely behind on his broomstick, catching it in his hand when he was barely a meter off the ground.

This is really thrilling, and if there is an accident, the consequences will be unimaginable.

All Gryffindor House students clapped their hands and cheered for Harry.

A stern woman's voice suddenly rang in everyone's ears, and Al could hear that it was Professor McGonagall's.

"Harry Potter!"

Professor McGonagall was running towards them, and Harry heard Professor McGonagall call his name, and his face changed with fright.

Professor McGonagall came to the crowd panting, pursed her lips and said, "I've been at Hogwarts for years...... Never ......"

Everyone had a premonition that something was going to be wrong.

Professor McGonagall seemed so angry that she couldn't even speak, her glasses shining with anger, "...... How dare you...... You're going to break your neck......"

Al screamed badly, he came up to Professor McGonagall and explained for Harry, "Professor McGonagall, that's not Harry's fault, it's Malfoy..."

"Shut up, Mr. Aaron!"

"But Malfoy ......"

"I told me to shut up, Mr. Aaron, didn't you hear me!?"

Al opened his mouth, but finally had to shut his mouth, and the others didn't dare to speak for Harry for a moment when Professor McGonagall was so tough.

"Alright, Potter, you come with me. ”

Professor McGonagall strode towards the castle, Harry mechanically following her, and he glanced back at El and them, his face very ugly.

In the direction of Slytherin House, Malfoy, Crabbe, Goyle, and the girl named Parkinson were almost happy to see Harry being taken away by Professor McGonagall, and their faces all showed smug faces, and they all looked like villains were triumphant.

When Professor McGonagall and Harry left, everyone whispered about whether Harry would be kicked out of Hogwarts by Professor McGonagall.

Of course, the one who cared most about Harry's comfort belonged to Ron, the two of them were inseparable good friends, and Ron's face changed at this time, he paced back and forth anxiously, and kept muttering, "What can I do!

Hermione frowned, looked at Ron and said, "He did it himself! I tried to persuade him, but he just wouldn't listen, it's terrible." ”

After hearing Hermione's words, Ron suddenly became furious, and he said angrily, "Shut your crow's mouth!"

Al was just messing up just now, but now that he calms down and thinks about it, Harry doesn't seem to have made any big mistakes, and he shouldn't be kicked out of school.

Seeing Hermione arguing with Ron, Al hurriedly stopped the two men.

"Alright, both of you calm down, now is not the time to complain, and I guess Harry will be fine this time. ”

Hermione and Ron both looked at Al, and Hermione asked suspiciously, "Why are you guessing that?"

Al patiently explained to the two of them, and he said, "What do you think, is there a Hogwarts rule that says flying on a broomstick during flying lessons is punishable? I think Professor McGonagall approached Harry, maybe because of something else. ”

After hearing this, Hermione and Ron both felt that it made sense, so they relaxed a little.

Although he said so, Al didn't know the bottom in his heart, because these were just his guesses.

After Neville and Harry, everyone lost interest in riding a broomstick and waited quietly for Lady Hooch to return.

After class, Al and Hermione visit Neville in the hospital, where they find that Neville is fine, except that he has a broken arm and needs to spend the night in the hospital.

Madam Pomfrey was a great doctor, and any injury or illness was a perfect solution in her eyes with a few potions of her own making.

For the rest of the afternoon, El and the others never saw Harry.

At dinner, Al, Hermione, and Ron, the three of them sat at the table, and the atmosphere was slightly silent. Several people were eating their own dinners, and there was no communication.

Al sighed.

Just as Al wondered if his guess was correct, Harry finally appeared.