But at the same time, Yun's mother Lin An also saw the handsome Oliver Wood.

Oh, my God!

She couldn't help but sigh: Hogwarts doesn't forbid relationships, but their school doesn't even choose school flowers or school flowers (although she didn't hear of this kind of selection when she was in college, but she did read it in the novels).

But there is an idea, purely kowtow!

What a handsome boy Oliver Wood is! In terms of appearance, it is no worse than Draco and Harry (juveniles)!

He had brown hair, and when he didn't speak, he was steady and depressed, like a young man full of thoughts. When it's funny, it's gentle and brilliant......

Lin An closed the book he had intended to read, and couldn't help but look at him again and again—the only one who could match his handsomeness was about Jim Holence, the sixth-year Slytherin prefect.

Oliver is tall and good-natured, and doesn't have any opinion of Harry, a freshman who wants to try broomsticks in his first year:

"Since Professor McGonagall said it, then you can try it, be careful not to fly too high, and I'll be watching you from the sidelines."

As he spoke, he also rode the old broomstick from school.

"One, two, three—up!"

Harry couldn't hear him anymore.

His heart beat louder and louder as he grabbed the broomstick, and he rode up almost in fascination and kicked the ground hard. ［］

So he ascended.

The air whizzed through his hair, blood rattled his eardrums, and robes fluttered behind him.

There was a sudden rush of ecstasy in his heart, and he realized that he had discovered a skill that he could learn without a teacher—so easy, so wonderful! [Original]

He lifted the broomstick a little more and let it fly higher. Oliver Wood beside him was shouting something, but he couldn't hear it clearly.

Then an inexplicable impulse came up, and he suddenly turned the broom to the opposite side, then leaned forward and swooped down!

Wood's face turned pale instantly, and then he followed without hesitation.

Harry swerved around again, grabbed the broomstick steadily, and slowly ascended.

- He did a perfect dive.

In the absence of anyone to teach and riding a broomstick for the first time.

"Harry Potter!"

Professor McGonagall is running for them!

The lenses of her glasses flashed with anger: "I asked you to try the broomstick, I didn't say you could do such a dangerous move on your own initiative, you would break your neck-"

But Wood, who was already in the fifth grade, was pleasantly surprised after his face turned pale.

"Professor, he's a genius! He rode for the first time! Our team is missing a Seeker, light, agile – oh my! We'll have to get him a decent broomstick - Professor, Quidditch has a minimum bonus of 15 points! ”

Due to the Gryffindors' recklessness and lack of class spirit, they were simply red in the House Cup.

Professor McGonagall finally calmed down, glaring at Harry angrily, "You come with me. ”

Wood hurriedly followed.

Lin An felt that it was not a good choice to make an appointment at the Quidditch pitch on Friday.

At this moment, for example, Harry was angrily carried away by Professor McGonagall, and only had time to throw an apologetic look before leaving.

She stood where she was, waved her wand and saw the time: 5:43 p.m

She wasted nearly an hour of her time.