Chapter 10 Little effort

This Herbs lesson is one of the few lessons this year that Hufflepuffs and Gryffindors take together. Although there may be changes in the next school year, it is the most suitable time for Maca to approach Harry's trio.

Speaking of Harry, the Boy Who Lived is fighting with all his might against Flobberworms on the stems and leaves! Yes, that's right, the kind that the classmate Michael Kona, who had a weak sense of existence, swallowed raw when he was a child. They especially like lettuce, but generally eat it as a plant.

When Ron squeezed over to ask Maca about his dealings with Snape in Potions class, Maca was thinking about this caterpillar! These guys are 10 inches long, not much shorter than Maca's wand, God knows how Michael swallowed it as a child!

Could it be that you bite it off and then eat it? Maca thought for a while, and suddenly shuddered.

... What to eat after you bite it off? Are you thinking about what to have for lunch? Ron looked at Maca suspiciously, and then said, Forget about lunch, tell me quickly! Are you How did you provoke Snape? Tomorrow we will start his class, I heard from seniors that he always only favors students from his own academy, and I don't know if it is true.

Only then did Maca come back to his senses, and shook his head helplessly.

Who told you that I provoked Professor Snape, isn't it courting death? He briefly explained the specific situation, but Hermione couldn't help coming over.

Hey! I mean, did Professor Snape really say that? Hermione said a little excitedly, That's Arseny Giger's pharmacological formula, it's authoritative! How could he just say that it was a mistake!

Immediately, Hermione calmed down again, and then looked at Maca apologetically.

I'm sorry, I'm not saying that there's nothing wrong with questioning authority, but... She hesitated for a moment, a little dubious, I mean, is that quantitative constant really an unnecessary constant?

It should be right. Maca nodded, and then explained to Hermione in a low voice. Hermione chimed in as she listened, but seemed a little persuaded.

What are they talking about? Ron asked Harry, turning his head.

Probably about potions class. Harry had finished tossing at this moment, a Flobber caterpillar was writhing and struggling in his gloved right hand, but he couldn't escape the one that prevented it from eating. evil claws.

So we're going to learn that too... I mean, what they're talking about? Ron leaned in hesitantly to listen for a few more words, and then looked back at Harry.

Harry shook his head, all he knew was that he didn't understand at all, Should...no?

Hearing this, Ron looked again at Maca and Hermione who were discussing in a low voice, then gave up and continued to fertilize the herbs.

Maka, who is always clean and tidy, and Hermione, who is always messy, this combination is rare. He muttered softly, puzzled.

Then, that Maca, who has been lying on the bed and can't get up, is actually an excellent student.

Before school started, Maca lived in the hut for a long time. Ron thought he was very familiar with him. Although he looked smart and calm, he was actually lazy and stayed in bed! It turned out that it was not what he imagined at all, and he thought he had found a good partner who was similar to himself!

...Maybe, I can ask him for help with homework that I can't handle in the future? Ron suddenly had this idea, at least he thought it was a great idea.

After the herbal practice class, there is the flying class that many people are looking forward to. Maca and the others took this course together with Ravenclaw.

Maca is naturally looking forward to this course that allows people to fly freely in mid-air, but he is not sure if he will encounter any difficulties.

To be honest, he doesn't have a good sense of direction in normal times. If he flies into the sky, will he really lose his way of finding north?

The first lesson of the flying lesson was held by the main entrance of Hogwarts Castle, where there was a slightly sunken flat field, and the green grass on the ground swayed slowly with the breeze, looking vibrant.

Looking to the east, you can see the edge of a dark forest, and the tall treetops are rippling with the wind, making a rustling sound.

The little Hufflepuff badgers were already standing on the field. They watched the Ravenclaw students walking towards this side without any haste. Go faster.

Well, what are you waiting for? she snapped. Everyone stand by a broomstick. Hurry, hurry, hurry up.

Mrs. Hooch's short gray hair stood up like steel needles, and could not be blown by the wind; her eyes were yellow, and she looked like an eagle closely watching her young birds.

Maca chose a broom that looked pleasing to the eye from the brooms that were neatly arranged on the ground, and stood quietly beside it, watching the other students hurriedly find their place and stand up.

Put your right hand over the broom handle, cried Mrs. Hooch ahead, and say, 'Get up!'

Get up! In Mrs. Huo Qi's strict tone, everyone seemed to be affected, and even shouted in a more orderly manner.

The broom jumped into Maca's hand obediently. He felt this strange and fresh taste, and thought it seemed not bad.

But other students may not be so smooth. Some brooms jumped slightly on the spot, and some rolled on the ground. Ernie's broom even jumped into the air, making his palms red up.

It seems that this stuff seems to be related to talent, after all, there are only a few people who can get it in their hands normally.

Mrs Hooch then showed them how to get on the broom without slipping off their heads. She walks up and down the line, correcting the students' handshakes, and occasionally criticizing those who don't always do well.

Okay, next time I whistle, you kick your legs off the ground and push hard, Mrs. Hooch said. Hold the broom steady, go up a few feet, then lean forward slightly, and fall straight back to the ground. Ground. Listen to my whistle—three—two—

Oh! Maca couldn't help but exclaimed as she watched the ground getting farther and farther away from her. This feeling was really interesting like never before.

Mrs. Hooch walked back and forth, observing everyone's situation. Of course, there were quite a few people who couldn't fly at all, and the brooms didn't seem to listen to them, but nothing special happened.

Mr. McLean, you are higher than I said. Mrs. Hooch shouted towards Maca, Come down, be careful!

Maca was stunned for a moment, and found that he seemed to be flying higher than the others. He hurriedly leaned forward slightly as Mrs. Huo Qi said just now, and the broom immediately descended obediently.

Good job, Mrs. Huo Qi patted Maca on the shoulder, The first thing a novice should pay attention to is safety, and step by step is the most correct choice.

Maca nodded, but she was thinking to herself, Next week you will see Neville and Harry soaring into the sky! Of course, the former is the literal one, huh—

Mrs. Huo Qi, I'm thinking, what should I do if a novice accidentally falls off the broom? Thinking of this, Maca suddenly changed his mind and said.

He still has a good impression of Neville, a fat boy who is always nervous, and if Mrs. Hooch is mentally prepared in advance, maybe his arm will not be broken.

It must have been painful, otherwise Maca wouldn't still have a fresh memory of that scene.

Use the Levitating Charm, don't worry, Madam Hooch replied, she thought Maca was worried about her injury, If it's too late, Madam Pomfrey at the school hospital will heal them, her potion has always been very effective.

Oh! Thank you for your answer. Maca pretended to be relieved, and politely expressed her thanks.

Of course, this was just a small episode in his study and life. For Maca, it was just a casual thing, and he forgot about it in a blink of an eye.

Ha-! This feels so good!

With Mrs. Hooch's permission, Maca got a chance to fly at a low altitude. It took him a lot of time to apply for this, and he is enjoying himself right now!

The strong wind came head-on, whistling past Maca's ears, and made his robes rattle. Under Maca's control, the broom led him dashing left and right, looking like a shark sprinting through the water.

Although this shark is a bit too close to the sea bottom.

Be careful—! Slow down! Slow down! Quickly, do as I say—! Mrs. Hooch shouted from below, but Maca's ears were full of wind, and she couldn't hear it.

After a while, Maca, who had had enough of his addiction, finally slowed down. He suddenly pulled the broomstick and turned around, drawing a beautiful arc in midair.

Before landing, Maca noticed that Mrs. Hooch's expression was not quite right, and he immediately understood where the problem was - in the second half of the test flight, his speed seemed to be too fast.

Even though these brooms are cheap for practice, and some seem to have some messy problems, they are still serious and qualified products, not children's toys for children.

I'm sorry, Mrs. Hooch, Maca bowed his head and apologized immediately after landing, I got a little carried away. I didn't expect this flying feeling to be so good, so I didn't notice it for a while.

Mrs. Hooch stared at Maca for a while, then sighed and said, I just said, you have to do it step by step... However, you fly well. After studying the Quidditch Safety Precautions, maybe Allows you to fly a few more times.

...I believe that you will find that falling in love with Quidditch is such a correct choice!

This is Mrs. Hooch, who is so strict, fair, and responsible for everyone and everything, and most importantly—she loves Quidditch from the bottom of her heart.