Harry Potter: My Magic Overturns Hogwarts

The wonderful experience forced Gore to rest on the sidelines under Mrs. Hooch's dominance, even taking the broomstick assigned to him into a resting state.

Malfoy's expression was not good, because Ronald and Harry's eyes always fell on him intentionally or unintentionally.

Secondly, Mrs. Hooch seems to be staring at him, and she will cast her eyes from time to time.

"Now, let me demonstrate to you."

"Not only do you have to learn to summon the broomstick, but you also have to learn how to ride it without slipping off it."

"Now, do you understand?"

"Pay attention to the way you hold the handle, this is the key."

Mrs. Hooch's teaching is very careful and rigorous.

Harry and the others watched carefully, and after seeing Mrs. Hooch demonstrating how to fly into the sky, they all couldn't wait to try it.

But without Mrs. Hooch's order, they dared not, because it might result in a deduction of points from the college.

"Mr. Malfoy, what are you doing? Do you want to fly into the sky, then fall down, and try the feeling of being smashed into pieces?"

"Please pay attention to your technique, if you are not careful, you will lose your life."

Mrs. Hooch came to Malfoy's side and slapped Malfoy on the back of the hand, angry and serious.

Malfoy was slapped and hurt a little, and the broomstick fell to the ground because of it.

Seeing this, Harry, Ronald and the others all laughed, but they didn't dare to laugh out loud, as they felt a little uncomfortable.

Malfoy looked ugly, but had to do what Mrs. Hooch said, and hastily picked up his broomstick to correct his gimmick.

Mrs. Hooch took a look at Malfoy, then continued to inspect and came to Gryffindor's side. She performed very well to Harry, Hermione, Ronald and others.

But when she came to Neville's side, Mrs. Hooch frowned slightly.

At this time, Neville was very nervous, not only from Mrs. Hooch's gaze, but also from inner anxiety. He always thought that something was not done well, and his palms were sweaty and nervous.

Mrs. Hooch turned and left without saying anything, and Neville also heaved a sigh of relief.

"It's all good. Later, as soon as I whistle, you kick your legs off the ground. Remember to push hard!"

Mrs. Hooch glanced at everyone, and said in a deep voice: "Hold the broom firmly, with the handle facing up, after rising a few feet, lean forward slightly, with the handle facing down, and return to the ground vertically, but remember, When you are about to land, you have to lift the handle slightly, otherwise you will have intimate contact with the ground, and I don’t think you will experience the consequences.”

"Now, listen to my whistle, three, two..."

However, just when everyone was about to realize their dream of flying when the word "one" sounded, Neville was too nervous to fly, so he didn't wait for Mrs. Hooch to blow it. Whistling, he immediately kicked up vigorously and flew out in an instant.

"Come down quickly, Mr Longbottom!" cried Mrs Hooch, looking at Neville.

As for Harry and the others, they were a little curious by Neville's performance. What is this?

Neville is so talented in flying, that he can take off on a broomstick so quickly?

It was quick, and their curiosity and admiration turned to worry, as Neville couldn't control his broomstick.

"I have a bad feeling." Harry said with a worried face.

"Me too!" Ronald also thought of something and said worriedly.

"What?" Hermione asked in bewilderment.

At this moment, Neville couldn't hear what others said at all.

Because he was flustered, and the broomstick had taken him up.

In two breaths, he flew to a height of 100 meters, and under Neville's horrified gaze, he crashed into the high tower. At this moment, everyone could not help but close their eyes.

Neville is going to die!

Neville also felt that he was going to die, and held on to the broomstick tightly, but miraculously, the broomstick was like a rocket-like bouncy ball, leading him to bounce on the tower several times, and finally rebounded, heading towards The ground fell straight down.

Too straight, too fast.

Neville felt that his little liver was too irritated. The thick fat could no longer support the irritated heart, and his screams were piercing.

"Oh, my God, I've got to stop him." Mrs. Hooch drew out her wand, ready to stop Neville.

However, Neville's speed was too fast, and when he was about to land, as Neville tried his best to lift the broom, he flew towards Harry and the others uncontrollably.

Mrs. Hooch had no time to cast her magic, so she had to dodge.

"Get out of the way!"

Harry screamed and everyone scattered, it was very dangerous.

Neville passed through the crowd, passed through the hole in the alley, and flew towards a farther and higher place.

Seeing this, Malfoy, Crabbe, Goyle and other people in Slytherin burst out laughing.

"Oh, is this the brave lion?"

"Oh my God, he looks like a frightened little mouse now, screaming incessantly."

"Scared mouse!"

…………

Naturally, Malfoy would not miss the opportunity to humiliate Gryffindor, and they had just begun to be humiliated by Gryffindor severely.

Therefore, some ugly words also sounded.

Harry kicked Malfoy and the others hard, and then led Gryffindor's men through the holes in the alley and chased them out.

Neville screamed and flew into the sky, and then the long hair in the statue's hand caught his clothes. The broomstick flew towards the Forbidden Forest and disappeared. Neville was hung on the long hair, and his whole body into a brief dizziness

Tear!

The sound of clothes being ripped made Neville panic.

He raised his head and looked at the clothes, which were being torn little by little, and he was stunned.

The next moment, the clothes couldn't support his weight, and the whole person fell quickly. Seeing the pointed iron cage below, which was used to put the carbon fire for lighting, Neville screamed again in panic: "Harry!"

If you are not careful, it will kill itself.

Harry, who just ran out of the alley hole, saw such a scene, his expression changed, he quickly took out his wand, and shouted: "Wind, let's fly!"

A wave of magic flew out, thinking it could save Neville, but unexpectedly, because he was too anxious, he lost his aim, and the wind failed to hold Neville back.

But fortunately, the wind eased Neville, so Neville missed the sharp object, and his clothes hung on it again, cushioning the impact of the fall.

boom!

The torn clothes shattered again, and before Harry could continue to cast magic, Neville had already fallen to the ground.

"Neville!" Harry hurried forward, trying to help Neville who fell to the ground.

"Stop!" Mrs. Hooch ordered, trotting after her.

Harry didn't dare to move for a moment, he could only watch as Madam Hooch rolled over Neville carefully.

"My God, the wrist is broken, poor child!"

"But fortunately, you are lucky, at least you are still alive."

Mrs. Hooch checked Neville's situation, and then exclaimed.

Neville's heart suddenly didn't know what to think.

His first flying lessons were abysmal.

This wonderful experience terrified him even more.

Two lines of tears hung on his pale face, and he murmured, "Why is it always me who gets hurt?"

Madam Hooch comforted Neville and said with a smile: "Poor child, don't be afraid, your hand will get better soon."

Immediately, Mrs. Hooch glanced at Harry, Malfoy and the others, and said, "Now, I need to take Mr. Longbottom to the hospital, you wait here obediently, and put the broomstick on the ground and don't move. "

"Otherwise, I will make him regret it."

"I don't think any of you would want to miss 'Quidditch' and be kicked out of Hogwarts."

After speaking, Madam Hooch left with the limping Neville.

But at this time, Malfoy picked up Neville's memory ball from the side, with a playful smile on his face.

Harry, our game should begin.