#26 - Section 26

Following Madam Hooch's demonstration on how to mount a broom without sliding off, she began correcting everyone's grip.

"Alright, when I blow my whistle, I want you to kick off hard, get off the ground, hold the broom steady, rise a few feet, then lean slightly forward to come back down. Listen for my whistle…"

However, before Madam Hooch could even say 'begin,' Neville, overcome with nerves, shot off.

No matter how much Madam Hooch shouted from below, Neville couldn't come down because he had completely panicked.

Moreover, he was flying higher and higher, already shoulder-to-shoulder with the Hogwarts tower.

"Ahhh!"

Accompanied by a series of screams, Neville fell from at least twenty feet.

This professor is really useless!

One wonders if he's a relative of Dumbledore.

Couldn't she have at least used a spell to pull Neville down!

Although wizards have some magic resistance, she's a fully grown wizard, a professor even, and can't manage this?

"Arresto Momentum!"

Ethan flicked his wrist, sending a slowing spell towards Neville, who was rapidly falling from mid-air.

Bang!

Neville face-planted into the bushes, but quickly scrambled to his feet.

After examining him, Madam Hooch found nothing wrong, just that he was shaken up.

Luckily, there wasn't a teaching accident. She didn't know what was going on with this year's students; various situations kept happening one after another since the start of the term.

"Ravenclaw, ten points!"

Madam Hooch glanced at Ethan with appreciation before announcing loudly.

Cassandra and Hermione simultaneously turned their gaze over; Ethan had taken the lead in flying class!

"I'll take this boy to the infirmary now. You all put the flying brooms back where they belong, and no one is to touch them!"

With that, she supported Neville as they entered Hogwarts Castle.

Although Neville wasn't seriously injured, he was quite frightened and would be best served with a calming potion.

As in the original story, even with Ethan's help, Neville still dropped his Remembrall, and Draco, in the midst of an argument with Harry, picked it up.

"Accio Remembrall!"

Ethan didn't even need his wand; with a gentle wave of his hand, he snatched the Remembrall from Draco's grasp.

First years should focus on studying properly. Why participate in Quidditch? The professors and headmaster aren't setting a good example by following the rules. How can we expect the students below to follow them?

"You…"

The sudden disappearance of the Remembrall from his hand startled Draco at first, then he pointed at Ethan with a face full of resentment, but couldn't say anything.

After all, he really couldn't win in a fight!

He considered using his father to pressure the other party, but needing his father to deal with a Muggle-born wizard would be too embarrassing.

"Harry, give it back to Neville."

Ignoring Draco's impotent rage, Ethan tossed the Remembrall to Harry.

"Got it!"

Harry, having received the Remembrall, gave Draco a triumphant look.

This made Draco even angrier.

He had originally intended to use the Remembrall to provoke Harry, making him embarrass himself on the flying broom, because Harry had chosen to hang out with that Weasley and rejected the noble Malfoy.

Such a good opportunity had been ruined.

He blamed it all on Ethan.

When Madam Hooch returned, because of Ethan's intervention, none of those disturbances occurred, and everyone began practicing again under her instruction.

When Ethan first took flight, he thought it would hurt his testicles, but he was overthinking it. There was a magical cushion on top, invisible and untouchable normally, but noticeable when sitting on it. (The Cushioning Charm, invented in 1820, pushed flying brooms forward by a large margin.)

Whether it was because of his flying talent or because he was an experienced driver in his past life, Ethan didn't find it very difficult.

But before Ethan could play around for a while, Cassandra rushed over and overtook Ethan, leaving behind a provocative look.

So, she wanted to get even?

Ethan remained unmoved, turning around to continue flying, but Cassandra was clearly unwilling to let Ethan off so easily.

After drawing a semicircle in the air, she caught up with Ethan again, determined to surpass him.

And so, this scene appeared in the low altitude of the Quidditch pitch: Ethan constantly dodging, with Cassandra chasing relentlessly behind him.

[Thank you to the big boss Yang Jianquan for the reward, thank you big boss!]

Chapter 48: Is Your Head Filled with Troll Dung? (Seeking Flowers and Reviews)

It was mid-October, and Ethan still maintained his daily habit of going to the Room of Requirement to practice.

Peter Pettigrew, the rat, had long been returned to Ron by Ethan.

After many days of practice, the improvement was also quite noticeable.

Name: Ethan Adrian

Age: 11

Bloodline: Wizard

Talents: 《Overwhelming Soul》 (A denser soul, bringing higher learning efficiency and spellcasting speed.) 《Robust Physique》 (Improve physical fitness and adaptability to magic through exercise.) 《Heart of Darkness》 (Enhances Dark Arts talent; no emotional assistance is needed to use Dark Arts.) 《Focus》 (Greatly improves learning efficiency) 《Animal Affinity》 (Also effective on magical creatures) 《Fire Affinity》 (Increases control and power of fire magic; the deeper the understanding of fire magic, the greater the increase)

Spells: Killing Curse (10), Cruciatus Curse (10), Imperius Curse (10), Fiendfyre (10), Occlumency (7), Mjölnir (6), Shield Charm (6), Undetectable Extension Charm (5), Siphon Energy (5), Shadow Stealth (5), Transfiguration (4), Petrification Curse (3), Disillusionment Charm (3), Accio (3), Potions (3), Alchemy (2)……

The Fiendfyre spell was finally maxed out, and now he could control it freely. Even if a large flame ignited, as long as Ethan released it, he could extinguish its magic with a thought, causing it to die out.

At the same time, Potions and Alchemy were added to the panel, and there were certain improvements in other aspects as well.

Now, if Ethan were to fight Dumbledore, it would definitely be a certain death.

But to fight Snape, a top wizard proficient in dark magic and combat, that was not a problem.

Also, the originally shriveled wallet had plumped up again during this time.

In over a month, accumulated sales exceeded seven hundred bottles, which doesn't sound like much.

But you also have to consider the number of students at Hogwarts. Each year only has about seventy people, and all the young wizards together only just exceed five hundred.

At five Galleons a bottle, it's not a price everyone can afford, wouldn't you agree, Weasley!

Slytherin contributed the most.

There's no helping it, as the gathering place of pure-bloods, Slytherin students are just rich. One house's sales exceeded the sales of the other two houses combined.

Cassandra was the one who helped Ethan open up the Slytherin market. Although she is only a first-year, she has the backing of her family and has a great influence in Slytherin.

Of course, she didn't do it herself, but handed it over to two lackeys.

Also, Cassandra didn't want any Galleons, she only needed Ethan to agree to one condition, and the two followers were also doing voluntary labor.

As for the condition, Ethan agreed without hesitation, it was just a duel with her, the time to be determined by her.

But after waiting for so long, Ethan hadn't received her challenge notice.

Today, Ethan, as usual, borrowed a book from the Hogwarts library and prepared to return to the Ravenclaw common room.

Just then, five Slytherin students blocked Ethan's path.

"Are you Ethan Adrien?"

The leading young wizard's face was full of arrogance, almost pointing his finger at Ethan's head.

"That's right, who are you guys!"

"If you have nothing to say, get out of the way!"

Ethan wouldn't have a good attitude towards this kind of obvious troublemaker, his face full of mockery as he looked at them.

Bullying?

School violence?

I, Ethan, would be afraid of these?

I'm only afraid you're not violent enough, only afraid you won't dare to strike first!

"Thinking that you have a little talent, you don't take people seriously, that won't do. Today, the senior will teach you how to greet a senior when you see one at Hogwarts."

Before the leader could speak, one of his followers couldn't bear it anymore, and drew his wand, ready to attack.

These people are the lowest of the low in Slytherin. The chain of contempt is like this: pure-bloods despise half-bloods, and half-bloods despise Muggle-born wizards.

And Slytherin has no Muggle-born wizards, so these half-bloods are at the very bottom.

As a result, these fourth-year students can only band together for warmth, of course, this banding together still deserves to be despised.

Now being ridiculed by a Muggle-born wizard, this directly made his already shattered self-esteem even more fragmented.

"Harvey, have you forgotten our purpose?"

The leader glared at the one called Harvey, knowing that fighting couldn't solve anything.

"Sorry, Barry."

Harvey immediately apologized, obviously his status in this small group was also the lowest.

"Hand over the Baffling Brain Elixir recipe you stole?"

Going straight to the point, and finding a good reason.

Even if Ethan later complains to Dumbledore, they can still insist that Ethan stole their family's magic potion book, and this potion recipe was found by him inside. Otherwise, how could a Muggle-born wizard have such a precious potion?

And like that idiot before, it wouldn't work. If you hit someone and they have injuries, and there are people watching, if he stubbornly refuses to hand over the recipe, then Dumbledore will have a reason to intervene, and they will be the ones who suffer, and they won't have a chance to get the recipe in the future.

At first, although they coveted Ethan's potion, they didn't dare to attack Ethan, and could only think about it in their minds.

But some time ago, Vincent Crabbe and Gregory Goyle approached them.

Saying that Ethan's limelight in the first grade was too strong, overshadowing the glory of Slytherin, and asked them to beat Ethan up and steal his potion.

Crabbe and Goyle didn't want the Baffling Brain Elixir recipe, it was their own spoils of war.

The Crabbe and Goyle families don't have any status, but everyone knows that the Malfoy family is behind them, the older generation following Lucius Malfoy, and the younger generation following Draco Malfoy.

Although the Malfoy family has declined somewhat in recent years, they can still speak in the pure-blood wizarding world, and are still governors.

It can be said that they dared to put their ideas into action because they believed that the Malfoy family was behind them.

"I stole your potion recipe?"

"Come on, what is the Baffling Brain Elixir recipe? Since you accuse me of stealing yours, then you must know what's in this recipe, or are your brains filled with troll dung, unable to even remember the potion recipe?"

Ethan looked at them with a mocking expression, so that's what they were after.

All along, Ethan hadn't hidden anything when he gave the Baffling Brain Elixir to Fred and the others to sell, and it didn't matter if people knew.

But I didn't expect that there would be robbery in Hogwarts.

Dumbledore, this headmaster, is still incompetent!

[Thank you boss 無痕 無 蹤 for the monthly ticket, thank you very much!]

Chapter 49: Afraid that the campus is not violent enough