"Mr. Lombard, stop at once." With a wave of her wand, Lady Hodge protected the young wizards behind her, and then a faint light flashed in front of the wand, and a skillful silent spell was released.

Aresto Momentum

It's a shock absorbing spell. There is this spell in the second grade spell class.

Able to deal with the current spell, Melda guessed that this spell was the only one that was the most suitable.

The real situation was exactly what he expected, it was indeed a shock absorbing charm, and under the premise of not harming Neville, Mrs. Hodge was indeed limited in the spells she could use. The Shock Absorbing Charm is indeed the most suitable.

Normally, this spell would have slowed the target down so that it could be safely stopped, but this time there was a minor accident.

First of all, Madame Hodge has to take care of the young wizards behind her, and she also has to cast spells accurately, so the result is that she will inevitably lose her level on the spot, and Neville also grabs the broomstick in a panic and shakes directionlessly, which makes the spell even more difficult to hit.

Sure enough, the gray ball of light just grazed Neville's body and didn't hit it.

Neville, frightened, raised his broom violently and flew towards the castle with the top of everyone's heads.

"Hermione." Melda, who knew exactly what was going to happen next, called out to Hermione.

"What's wrong? Melda. ”

"...... like this"

Melda leaned into Hermione's ear to tell her exactly where Neville would fall in a moment.

"Are you sure?" Hermione, whose neck was a little red, asked in a whisper.

"Of course, listen to me."

"Really?"

Although Hermione didn't like Melda's usual out-of-the-box personality, it was undeniable that he was good at some subjects. Even I even have a place to ask him. So in general, the relationship between them is not bad.

Now in this situation, Hermione still chooses to believe him.

With small steps, she trotted all the way to the side near the castle. He drew his wand and looked at Neville, who was flying towards him, and couldn't help but be surprised; How exactly does Melda know?

“Wingardium Leviosa。” Hermione posed, and a standard hover spell hit Neville as he fell from mid-air.

Thanks to Melda's stimulation, Hermione memorized the entire first-grade "Standard Spells, Elementary" book early. And the Hover Charm was one of the spells she mastered.

The power of the magic instantly stopped Neville from falling. With a flick of Hermione's little hand, about thirty centimeters from the ground, the magic was delicately withdrawn, and Neville landed safely on the ground.

"Very beautiful. Gryffindor plus ten points. Mrs. Hodge, who had come along, gave Hermione a look of approval, and then came to Neville's side.

"Oh! Poor little one, it looks like he has a dislocated arm. ”

Neville's condition is better than in the original book when he fell straight down and broke his arm.

Mrs. Hodge was also relieved to see Neville's injury, which made her a little embarrassed by the fact that it had happened in the first class, but fortunately Neville's injury was not serious.

"Okay, all of them are for me to stay there and not to fly."

"When I take a kid to the infirmary, if someone flies in the sky, I'll tell him to get out of school before he even has time to see Quidditch." With Neville's experience, Mrs. Huo Qi was not at ease with this group of young wizards, and her tone couldn't help but become more and more stern when she spoke.

However, it is clear that Mrs. Hodge's words did not attract the attention of the young wizards.

As soon as the professor walked on his front foot, Malfoy jumped out on his hind foot.

"Do you see? That stupid big guy, I guess he won't even dare touch a broom in the future. ”

"Haha."

Malfoy, following Neville's miserable gesture of holding his arm, managed to amuse a large group of Slytherin students.

"That's enough, Malfoy." Harry jumped out first and shouted at Malfoy.

Not to be outdone, Malfoy stared at Harry head-on and said, "Could it be that stupid big man or a friend of our savior?" ”

"Of course we're friends, and, I warn you Draco Malfoy, you'd better keep your mouth clean." Ron stood behind Harry without showing any weakness, wand in his hand, as if he was about to throw a curse at that abominable face in the next moment.

"Who was I? Isn't this a savior's henchman, let me guess what makes you so 'loyal' to follow 'Pote' all day long. Could it be Kim Galleon? ”

"Shut up, Malfoy. If you continue like this, I think Professor McGonagall will give you the punishment you deserve. ”

What Malfoy just said was so ugly that even Hermione, who had always been very steady, couldn't stand it anymore, and moved out of Professor McGonagall, pretending to be going to the professor's tower.

"You mudblood, you ......"

Before Malfoy could finish speaking, Melda jumped out of the crowd and kicked him to the ground, and then Ron flew directly to him, and the output was a blow to his bear face.

This seems to be a sign that the Glenfido lion cubs have been grudging Snape's wanton play in Potions class for a long time, and the Slytherin students have regarded this as a fun thing and have been mocking it all week, which is what makes the little lions accumulate excessive anger.

The situation has long been tense, and someone is close to kicking it out. And now, with Melda's kick, the contradiction between the two academies has finally completely exploded.

"Damn Malfoy, how dare you say that word."

Ron, who was riding on Malfoy, opened his bow left and right, and beat it to the point of being a tiger. After watching the handsome face under him gradually puff up, Ron felt even more comfortable.

Just as he was about to continue to raise his punching fist, a sudden force dragged him off Malfoy's body.

"Well done Crabbe."

It turned out to be Malfoy's henchman, Vincent Crabbe, who dragged Ron down.

Malfoy, who broke free, was also merciless, kicking Ron's stomach hard as he was locked by Crabbe.

Harry, who was standing on the sidelines, reacted and threw Malfoy down.

The two of them continued to roll and tear, and the robe that represented the identity of the wizard could not withstand such devastation, and the torn rags were scattered all over the ground.

At this time, Melda was really difficult to help, and as soon as the battle began, he was thrown to the ground by a bear hug by Goyle. Immediately he was hugged to death, and with his little arms and legs, he couldn't break free from Goyle's restraints.

"Don't fight anymore, don't fight anymore."

Hermione was anxious to stop everyone present, her slender arm tugging at Goyle's cuffs.

It's a pity that in the face of absolute power, even Melda and Hermione combined can't shake Goyle in the slightest.