Gryffindor and Slytherin are old enemies. Less than a week after the start of school, Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy had established a relationship of love and murder, reaching a glorious record of no less than 3 conflicts a day and more than 20 conflicts a week. It's no wonder that Joe crossed the CP of Draco and Harry before it was copied by the public.

Of course, the key is that the people who make up the CP are dirty, in Joe's opinion, is the relationship between the two originally very pure, a pure lover relationship, a tsundere dragon, with a hot-blooded savior or something, how much love.

Joe could already hear the little train in his head honking.

Fortunately, the first-year Gryffindor students only had pharmacy classes with Slytherin students, so the two sides had not yet been in the ring to compete in hand-to-hand combat, which Joe expressed regret. At least until I saw the notice pinned to the Gryffindor common room. Because the notice says that flight training classes will start on Thursday - this means that Gryffindor students will have to take classes with Slytherin students.

In the wizarding world, the status of the broomstick is equivalent to Joe's sports car in his previous life, and there is a moment of silence for the people of the wizarding world. So before the flying lesson, everyone seemed excited. For the past two days, anyone who is a first-year Hogwarts student can hear Malfoy talk about his upcoming flight training lessons. He complained loudly that the Year 1 imps were not qualified to join the Quidditch Flying Training Team, and he told it for a long time, not forgetting to put gold in his face, and he repeated the story of how he escaped from a helicopter with a broomstick.

Malfoy was not the only one boasting of his flying experience, and Seamus Finigan told people everywhere that he had roamed the wilderness on a broomstick when he was a child. Ron also babbled on about how often he used Charlie's old broom to glide around. Almost every kid from a witchcraft family talks about Quidditch.

There are exceptions, such as Neville, who is so scared of the upcoming flying lesson that he hasn't sat on a broomstick once when he's grown that big because his grandmother never lets him go near any of them. Everyone thinks that Grandma Neville's decision is extremely wise, everyone knows it, Neville is a person who will have a lot of accidents when he walks on the ground, who dares to let him go to heaven?

When it comes to flying, Hermione is just as nervous as Neville. Because this kind of practical work is no easier than memorizing knowledge from a book - and she has never flown before. At breakfast on Thursday, Hermione decided to pass on the flying skills she had learned from a book called Quidditch Tracing to her classmates. Her decision annoyed everyone to death. Neville listened so intently that he didn't even miss a word. He wished it would help him sit firmly on his broomstick. At this point the owl postman arrived, and Hermione's tirade had to be interrupted, much to everyone's relief.

Joe's letter is the same as usual, a letter from David and Hannah, and a discussion of Julie's magic. Joe read the letter, looked around, and saw that the savior seemed to be very upset that he had not received the letter, and the little dragon, who was still very young and childish, immediately noticed the situation on Harry's side (what a love), and immediately picked up the bags of candy that had been brought from home, and then poured the candy on the table with a bang.

Today, Neville's owl brought him a small package from his grandmother. Neville excitedly opened it to reveal a marbled glass ball filled with mysterious white smoke.

"Ah, it's the Orb of Memory!" Neville excitedly announced, "Grandma knows I'm always forgetful, so she gave me this! Look, just hold on to it if it turns red—oh......" He was taken aback as the orb of memory suddenly glowed a bright red, "You forgot to do something!" Neville wondered desperately, what had he forgotten to do?

Harry and Ron jumped up immediately, they had already wanted to beat Malfoy, but Professor McGonagall was faster than the two of them, and suddenly appeared.

"What happened?" she asked

"Malfoy snatched my memory ball!" Professor McGonagall. Neville said

Malfoy made a strange gesture and threw the ball back on the table.

"Wait and see!" he said, and swaggered away. Two of his best friends, Crabbe and Goyle, also hurried to follow.

At Neville's side, Joe pouted in disappointment.

At half past three in the afternoon, the lion cubs were excited to get ready for their first flight training lesson. They ran down the stairs and across the meadows to the outside of the Forbidden Forest. Today's weather is really good, clear and refreshing, the green grass on the grass is slightly rippling, gently brushing their ankles, making people feel very comfortable. Not far away, the trees in the Forbidden Forest were also swaying in the wind.

The Slytherin students had already arrived. Twenty large brooms were neatly placed on the ground. Of course, these brooms are nothing more than second-class goods. I've heard that some brooms will shiver when you fly high in the air, and some brooms will always go to the left.

Mrs. Huo Qi, the flight teacher, came. She has short gray hair. Her yellow eyes were as sharp as an eagle's eyes.

"Hey, what are you doing standing there in a daze?" she exclaimed, "everybody stand by the broom for me!, quick, hurry! put your right hand above the broom," said Mrs. Hooch, standing at the front of the line, "and cried out: Get up!"

"Get up!" shouted everyone.

Joe's broom just rolled on the ground, and it looked around to see that Granger was about the same as him, and as for Neville, his broom didn't move.

"Get up, get up・・・・・・" Joe shouted two more words, and each time the broom reacted similarly.

It seems that you don't know what to do without giving you some color!" Jo thought, and then, his gaze became extremely sharp for an instant, and at the same time, the magic that had been suppressed by him in his body was also aimed at the broom in an instant.

Without Joe speaking, the broom obediently jumped into Joe's hand, and Joe grabbed it. As a result, what made him cry and laugh was that he clearly felt the broom in his hand shaking. Bully the soft and fear the hard. Joe thought.

Mrs. Hodge gave a demonstration of how to ride a broom and taught them how not to slip down from sitting on the broom. After the demonstration, Mrs. Hodge had everyone practice once, and she herself walked around the line to correct their wrong sitting posture.

"Now, pay attention to my whistle. As soon as I blow the whistle, you kick the ground. "Hold on to your broomsticks, try to rise a few feet, and then glide slowly forward and back to the ground." Okay, pay attention, listen to my whistle - three-two-" But Neville was so nervous that before Mrs. Hodge could blow the whistle, his feet kicked involuntarily to the ground, and he flew up with a "whew".

"Come back to me, you kid!" cried Madame Hodge. But Neville flew so fast that it was like a cork that had jumped out of a bottle of incense—twelve feet—twenty feet!Joe saw Neville in horror, his face turned white with fright, and he was gasping for air, and he suddenly failed to grasp the broom, and slid down from the side of the broom! Joe fired two levitation spells at Neville in the air, but they missed, and in desperation, he had to cast a shock absorbing charm on the ground. Neville's body stopped a centimeter above the ground, and it was a moment before he fell face down into a pile of grass, his broom still rising, staggering toward the Forbidden Forest, and soon disappearing from sight.

Mrs. Hooch bent down to examine Neville, and her face was as white as Neville's.

"Excessive fright. Luckily, there are no flesh wounds, Mr. Gul, your shock absorbing spell is very timely, Gryffindor plus 5 points. Mrs. Hodge said, "Come on, little one—it's all right, try to get up." Mrs. Hodge turned to look at the rest of her classmates and said, "When I take this classmate to the infirmary, no one is allowed to test fly without permission." Whoever dares to move will fuck me off! Neville was already crying, but with Joe's timely help, he was not hurt. Then, with Mrs. Hodge's hand in his arms, he staggered away.

As soon as the two of them were gone, Malfoy burst out laughing, "Did you all see that guy's face?" Then, unexpectedly, he said to Joe, "I see you've been working very hard just now!

"Hey!" Joe put his hand on his forehead, I just wanted to be a beautiful man quietly, a bear child or something, the most annoying!