Section 30

Before leaving, Hagrid took advantage of his physical strength and stuffed a lot of materials into his pocket.

In addition to the unicorn tail hair, there were also many materials that he had not had time to identify.

Weizet's head felt light, and his current state should be very suitable for the afternoon flying lesson.

"It's the weekend soon. There are so many materials... you can study how to make a wand! Healing magic, the Animagus mentioned by Professor McGonagall... you have to learn about it."

There are two classes in the afternoon, Professor Sprout is responsible for teaching the herbal medicine class, and the flying class that I have not experienced yet.

The herbal medicine class is taught in a greenhouse, and there are not many herbs that the first grade can come into contact with.

Even before the start of school, Vizette had already learned a lot of relevant knowledge from Luna.

Whether it's digging, fertilizing or tending, it's all handled with ease, and it won bonus points from Sprout.

Not bothered by the mud on his body for a moment, Weizet packed up his textbooks and planned to go directly to the grassland, where the flying lessons were assembled.

Chris quickly grabbed him and said, "Weizet, why don't you go back and wash yourself? It's not going to be good like this, is it?"

The one who joined them in the Herbology class was Slytherin. A stocky black-haired female student suddenly said: "That's right! A dirty Obscurial cannot be cleaned no matter how hard you wash it!"

Her tone was contemptuous, and she crossed her arms and raised her head, showing off her plump chin.

"Really? I thought that as a wizard, I could use a more magical way..." Wizette smiled slightly, took out his wand and drew a beautiful "S" curve, "Clean it up!"

But in the blink of an eye, all the mud and dirt on his body disappeared, and his clothes were smooth again.

He continued to cast spells and helped his roommate clean up the mud as well.

He even spread his hands and asked in a calm tone: "Do you need help cleaning up? Maybe you can do it yourself? Please!"

The female student's face turned red to the color of pig liver, "You..."

Seeing Wizette's modest gesture, which made the female student speechless, his roommates laughed.

"Millicent, it's time to go!" A girl with thin lips interjected, walking straight past Weizet.

"Pansy, I'm helping you..."

"Miss Burst! Please call me by my last name. This will make you appear more educated!" Pansy shouted sternly and left the greenhouse without looking back.

Millicent's face became even more ugly, and tears could even be seen in the corners of her eyes.

She couldn't say another word, covered her face and ran away quickly.

"What's going on?" Terry asked curiously, "I wanted to ask you before, why are they so hostile to you?"

"After all, he has the identity of an Obscurial." Anthony frowned. "Fear and rejection of magic can lead to becoming an Obscurial, and these characteristics generally belong to Muggles."

"Slytherin believes in pure-bloodism and even despises Muggle-born wizards. I would not be surprised at all that this would happen."

"It's a pity that they don't know Weizet's magic!" Michael put his arm around Weizet's shoulders. "Why can you be friends with Qiu Zhang and know magic that we don't understand? I'm so jealous!"

"I learned this magic from Qiu Zhang." Weizet explained, "The descaling spell is a very useful life magic. Do you want to learn it? I will lend you the notes."

"Let's talk about it later when we get back!" Michael waved his hands repeatedly, "Maybe the broomsticks have been displayed, let's go over and choose a good-looking one first!"

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Since ancient times, people have been full of yearning and curiosity about the sky.

It is precisely because of this yearning that various aircraft appear.

Wizards had the same yearning, so they invented the broomstick, and even gave birth to a wizarding sport - Quidditch.

Mrs. Hooch is the professor of flying lessons. She is also a Quidditch referee. She is the judge of Hogwarts Quidditch.

She came early and arranged the broomsticks in two rows on the ground.

"It looks like the eyes of an eagle!" Terry leaned over and whispered.

Mrs. Huo Qi has short, capable gray hair, and her eyes are a special bright yellow, which is indeed like the eyes of an eagle.

Her eyesight was as sharp as an eagle's, and when she saw Michael picking up the broom, she immediately pounced on him.

"Please put the broom on the ground first! Even if you know how to use a broomstick, please wait until class starts and follow my instructions to pick up the broom."

"Hiss!" Michael threw the broomstick to the ground again as if he was electrocuted, "Sorry! Mrs. Hooch!"

"Ahem..." Mrs. Huo Qi coughed twice, showing a bit of embarrassment, "I should apologize...I'm a little too sensitive."

"Yesterday afternoon I was teaching flying lessons to two other academies, and one of their kids had an accident, so I have to be more careful!"

Michael and the others came together and asked in confusion: "Who is it?"

"It's Neville, Neville Longbottom of Gryffindor." Hannah's voice sounded. "He broke his wrist. It should be quite painful."

More and more Hufflepuffs gathered. They knew a lot of anecdotes about the school and shared them with great interest.

"Draco Malfoy seems to have taken Neville Longbottom's things... Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy had friction... Harry Potter became the Seeker..."

Michael and the others were even more confused, "What are you talking about? Why did you become a seeker? Didn't the Quidditch trials just start this weekend?"

At the ringing of the bell, Madam Hooch clapped her hands and shouted loudly: "Since everyone is here, let's start today's class."

"You stand next to a broomstick first. Remember! Don't touch it with your hands! Then wait for my next instruction!"

The students did it with a smile, and they all felt that Madam Hooch was a little too nervous.

"Okay! Move your hand close to the broomstick, and don't move yet... wait for my next instruction!"

After the students cooperated and did it, Madam Hooch continued: "You shout 'get up', and then when the broomstick flies to your palm, grab it! Then stop!"

"Wait for your next instruction." The students said helplessly.

"Yes! That's it!" Madam Hooch nodded, "Just take it step by step to avoid accidents."

After a series of "get up" sounds, not everyone can hold the broomstick.

For example, Hufflepuff students, their broomsticks will roll twice on the ground before slowly flying into their hands.

Hannah's broom seemed to be broken, and there was no response at all, which made her face red with anxiety.

Perhaps because they lived in a higher place, Ravenclaw performed much better. As long as they called a few more times, the broom would respond to the call.

Vizet's broom was very obedient. He didn't even call out, just thought about it, and the broom flew into his hand quickly.

Chapter 39 Natural Flying Talent

Being able to call a broom is just the first step.

These brooms are a bit old, and it is not easy to call them.

Some brooms will fall in the middle of the journey even if they accept the call, and a few branches will fall out when they roll on the ground.

When everyone can grab the handle, Madam Hooch continues to give orders carefully.

She guides everyone's preparation posture and precautions, teaches some tips, and demonstrates how to ride without slipping.

"Okay..." She became nervous, sweat oozing from her forehead, "I'll blow the whistle, you step on the broom, and you can fly into the sky with a kick of your legs."

"Don't be nervous! This is just a flying class, not a competition. There is no comparison, and don't have any pressure... Remember! Hold the flying broom tightly!"

"Pull the handle up when you want to rise, and lean forward to press the handle down when you want to descend, and the broom will take you to the ground. Listen to my whistle... Don't be nervous!"

She bit the whistle in her mouth and took the lead in stepping on the flying broom, looking very cautious.

The students followed suit and straddled the flying broom.

As the whistle sounded, everyone rose into the sky together, and no accidents happened in the middle.

Madam Huo Qi's tone was much lighter, "Okay! Try to land again, don't be anxious, just take your time!"

After completing the descent, she instructed everyone how to hover and turn in the air.

These are advanced skills. Students who have just come into contact with flying need time to adapt if they want to be calm and unhurried.

Seeing Vizette making a beautiful "S"-shaped detour, Michael couldn't help but say, "Vizette, how can you do this? Madam Hooch hasn't taught you yet!"

Vizette shook his head. He also felt very strange. Why flying is as simple as drinking water and eating.

However, he soon realized the reason-he is an Obscurus.

When he came through, he floated in the form of Obscurus. It is precisely because of Obscurus's natural flying ability that he is familiar with flying.

If he was not worried about Madam Hooch being stimulated, he would fly to a higher place and perform some more difficult actions.

Michael sighed, "How can you be so skilled? I was here first, and I was the first to touch the broomstick..."

Chris teased, "You were indeed the first to touch it, but Madam Hooch yelled and you were so scared that you dropped the broomstick."

Terry replied, "That's right! You abandoned it first, so you are flying like this now."

Michael raised his voice and made up for it, "This broomstick is too old, you see... When flying, there will be branches falling down, I am doing this for safety!"

"Yes, for safety, you are right, you can replace Madam Hooch to teach." Anthony flew higher and teased from above.

"You're not much better!" Michael retorted immediately, "You claim to have a distant relative who is an Auror, how can you ride a flying broom like this?"

He lay on the handle, his legs tightly clamped around the broom head, trembling as he flew forward, winking and saying, "This is how you ride a flying broom, pretty safe, right?"

"How am I like this?" Michael's ridicule made Anthony's face flush, "You say... am I like this?"

He only got a few snickers in response.

Vizet shook his head slightly, "Safety first, that's right."