Chapter 27 Flight Lessons
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Nian Gao Pei Ma Tuan
When they returned to the common room after dinner, a group of freshmen were gathered around the bulletin board, chirping something.
The crowd was roughly divided into two groups. One group was chatting happily, while the other group was uninterested and even looked a little sad.
"What's wrong? What's written on it?" Eddie liked this scene the most and quickly stepped forward.
"It's flying lessons." Fawcett, who had been sprinkled with scabies potion the day before, turned around and said, "Tomorrow, with Hufflepuff."
The boils and blisters on her face disappeared under Madam Pomfrey's treatment, leaving no trace behind, but she looked somewhat delicate.
Hearing about the flying lesson, Qiu instantly became energetic and her eyes were filled with anticipation.
"Flying lessons? Morning or afternoon? On the Quidditch pitch?" She pulled Fawcett and asked, chirping like a little sparrow.
Glenn looked at her excited look with a fatherly smile on his face.
"Let me tell you, I'm a pretty good flyer. A professional team came to see my parents before I entered school!"
"That's nothing! When I was eight years old, I almost knocked down a Muggle airplane while riding a broomstick!"
"I used to..."
...
The freshmen from wizarding families were chatting animatedly, and from time to time they could be heard boasting.
"What are you laughing at?" Roger Davis, a sophomore, slapped Glenn from behind. "Why is it so lively here?"
Glenn pouted angrily at the bulletin board: "Our grade will have its first flying lesson tomorrow, and they are all excited."
As a crazy fan of Quidditch, Roger looked at his colleagues who were immersed in chatting and nodded with satisfaction.
"I heard that many seniors from the college team have graduated this year, and I plan to participate in the selection next week." He said proudly.
Glenn seemed to remember that this somewhat bloated guy did have some talent, and later became the captain of the Quidditch Academy team, but his performance in leading the team was a little too low.
"Then I wish you success, Captain Roger." He said casually and subconsciously.
Roger was stunned, and suddenly his expression changed, and he seemed a little excited: "What did you just say? Say it again quickly!"
"Ah?" Glenn was confused, "Which sentence? I wish you success?"
"No, no, no!" Roger waved his hands wildly, "I mean the last sentence."
"Roger..." Glenn seemed to have discovered Hua Dian, "Captain Roger?"
"Hey!" Roger seemed to hear the most beautiful voice in the world, and his face of twelve or thirteen years old smiled with nasolabial folds, "You still have the vision, my friend!"
He chuckled and walked away, still mumbling words like "Captain Roger" happily.
The supporting character, Roger Davis, has a friendship level of +30 and an exchange currency of +150.
Glenn looked at his back and laughed.
......
The next day.
The heavy rain of the previous day stopped without knowing when, and the haze of dark clouds quietly dispersed.The sun jumped up into the sky lightly, not too dazzling, but exuding bursts of gentle warmth.
The gentle breeze carries the unique sweet smell after the rain.
On the grass in front of the castle, dozens of little wizards lined up in two rows, standing face to face, with a worn-out old-fashioned broomstick placed at their feet.
Mrs. Hooch, who teaches them flying skills, is holding her broom and standing in the middle of them.
Although Qiu was a little nervous, she couldn't hide the eagerness on her face.
Glenn looked at the broom and felt worried.
Although he comes from a wizarding family, he has never touched a broomstick.
Before he was 11 years old, he had no magic power and could only watch the children in Diagon Alley laughing and playing on toy broomsticks, and then helplessly rolled over to flip through his Financial Times.
"Put your right hand over the broom handle," Mrs. Hooch shouted to the freshmen after explaining the basics, "and say: 'Get up!'"
"Get up!" the little wizards shouted.
As if impatient, Qiu's broom jumped up quickly and landed lightly in her hand.
Eddie saw Qiu succeeding so quickly and shouted anxiously one after another.However, his broom didn't seem to want to pay attention, and just rolled around lazily.
Marcos, the second-hand player, was the worst. His broomstick struck him hard in the face with the sound of howling wind, as if he had a deep hatred for him.
"Whisper~"
"Crack~"
"what!"
He groaned and fell to the ground with stars in his eyes.The broom was like a light feather, floating gracefully back to its original place.
This strike almost wiped him out.
Glenn took a breath, and even his own face felt a dull pain.
"What are you waiting for, Mr. Ollivander?" Mrs. Hooch helped the dizzy Marcos sit up and looked here.
Glenn had no choice but to bite the bullet and shout "get up", not forgetting to put his left hand in front of him to prevent him from being hit on the head by the broom.
However, unexpectedly, his broom seemed to have been waiting for his call and jumped directly into his hand.
Mrs. Huo Qi nodded with satisfaction and went to pay attention to others.
Glenn looked at the broomstick in his hand and was surprised to find that he had another skill in his skill bar.
Broomstick Skills [Proficient Level]
After everyone except Marcos, who was still in a dizzy state, got their brooms, Mrs. Hooch returned to the center, straddled the broom, and showed everyone the standard sitting posture and holding method.
The little wizards imitated her movements and mounted their broomsticks.
Glenford's movements are so standard that he seems to be born with this ability.
Mrs. Huo Qi was slightly surprised. She pulled him to the middle and showed it to everyone. She went around and corrected everyone's actions.
Glenn was half riding a broom, standing alone in the middle of the crowd like a wax figure, like a middle school student who was called to the podium to read his composition, with a vague feeling of social death.
"Okay, as soon as I whistle, you push your legs off the ground. Remember, push hard." Mrs. Hooch asked Glenn to return to his original position and said, "Hold the broom steady, rise a few feet, and then The body leans forward slightly and falls vertically back to the ground."
Glenn kicked the ground hard and rose into the air.The feeling under my body is not as painful as I imagined from a bicycle crossbar, but more like an invisible bicycle seat supporting my body.
After levitating for a while, he fell to the ground, savoring the feeling of flying.
Mrs. Huo Qi blew the whistle and continued to correct most of the freshmen who could not fly, and announced that the few who successfully completed the movement could move freely.
Glenn kicked off the ground again, jumped into the air, and experienced a straight flight.
The wind caused by the acceleration blew through his hair, and Ravenclaw's cloak fluttered behind him.
It feels so good to be able to fly.
The crowd was roughly divided into two groups. One group was chatting happily, while the other group was uninterested and even looked a little sad.
"What's wrong? What's written on it?" Eddie liked this scene the most and quickly stepped forward.
"It's flying lessons." Fawcett, who had been sprinkled with scabies potion the day before, turned around and said, "Tomorrow, with Hufflepuff."
The boils and blisters on her face disappeared under Madam Pomfrey's treatment, leaving no trace behind, but she looked somewhat delicate.
Hearing about the flying lesson, Qiu instantly became energetic and her eyes were filled with anticipation.
"Flying lessons? Morning or afternoon? On the Quidditch pitch?" She pulled Fawcett and asked, chirping like a little sparrow.
Glenn looked at her excited look with a fatherly smile on his face.
"Let me tell you, I'm a pretty good flyer. A professional team came to see my parents before I entered school!"
"That's nothing! When I was eight years old, I almost knocked down a Muggle airplane while riding a broomstick!"
"I used to..."
...
The freshmen from wizarding families were chatting animatedly, and from time to time they could be heard boasting.
"What are you laughing at?" Roger Davis, a sophomore, slapped Glenn from behind. "Why is it so lively here?"
Glenn pouted angrily at the bulletin board: "Our grade will have its first flying lesson tomorrow, and they are all excited."
As a crazy fan of Quidditch, Roger looked at his colleagues who were immersed in chatting and nodded with satisfaction.
"I heard that many seniors from the college team have graduated this year, and I plan to participate in the selection next week." He said proudly.
Glenn seemed to remember that this somewhat bloated guy did have some talent, and later became the captain of the Quidditch Academy team, but his performance in leading the team was a little too low.
"Then I wish you success, Captain Roger." He said casually and subconsciously.
Roger was stunned, and suddenly his expression changed, and he seemed a little excited: "What did you just say? Say it again quickly!"
"Ah?" Glenn was confused, "Which sentence? I wish you success?"
"No, no, no!" Roger waved his hands wildly, "I mean the last sentence."
"Roger..." Glenn seemed to have discovered Hua Dian, "Captain Roger?"
"Hey!" Roger seemed to hear the most beautiful voice in the world, and his face of twelve or thirteen years old smiled with nasolabial folds, "You still have the vision, my friend!"
He chuckled and walked away, still mumbling words like "Captain Roger" happily.
The supporting character, Roger Davis, has a friendship level of +30 and an exchange currency of +150.
Glenn looked at his back and laughed.
......
The next day.
The heavy rain of the previous day stopped without knowing when, and the haze of dark clouds quietly dispersed.The sun jumped up into the sky lightly, not too dazzling, but exuding bursts of gentle warmth.
The gentle breeze carries the unique sweet smell after the rain.
On the grass in front of the castle, dozens of little wizards lined up in two rows, standing face to face, with a worn-out old-fashioned broomstick placed at their feet.
Mrs. Hooch, who teaches them flying skills, is holding her broom and standing in the middle of them.
Although Qiu was a little nervous, she couldn't hide the eagerness on her face.
Glenn looked at the broom and felt worried.
Although he comes from a wizarding family, he has never touched a broomstick.
Before he was 11 years old, he had no magic power and could only watch the children in Diagon Alley laughing and playing on toy broomsticks, and then helplessly rolled over to flip through his Financial Times.
"Put your right hand over the broom handle," Mrs. Hooch shouted to the freshmen after explaining the basics, "and say: 'Get up!'"
"Get up!" the little wizards shouted.
As if impatient, Qiu's broom jumped up quickly and landed lightly in her hand.
Eddie saw Qiu succeeding so quickly and shouted anxiously one after another.However, his broom didn't seem to want to pay attention, and just rolled around lazily.
Marcos, the second-hand player, was the worst. His broomstick struck him hard in the face with the sound of howling wind, as if he had a deep hatred for him.
"Whisper~"
"Crack~"
"what!"
He groaned and fell to the ground with stars in his eyes.The broom was like a light feather, floating gracefully back to its original place.
This strike almost wiped him out.
Glenn took a breath, and even his own face felt a dull pain.
"What are you waiting for, Mr. Ollivander?" Mrs. Hooch helped the dizzy Marcos sit up and looked here.
Glenn had no choice but to bite the bullet and shout "get up", not forgetting to put his left hand in front of him to prevent him from being hit on the head by the broom.
However, unexpectedly, his broom seemed to have been waiting for his call and jumped directly into his hand.
Mrs. Huo Qi nodded with satisfaction and went to pay attention to others.
Glenn looked at the broomstick in his hand and was surprised to find that he had another skill in his skill bar.
Broomstick Skills [Proficient Level]
After everyone except Marcos, who was still in a dizzy state, got their brooms, Mrs. Hooch returned to the center, straddled the broom, and showed everyone the standard sitting posture and holding method.
The little wizards imitated her movements and mounted their broomsticks.
Glenford's movements are so standard that he seems to be born with this ability.
Mrs. Huo Qi was slightly surprised. She pulled him to the middle and showed it to everyone. She went around and corrected everyone's actions.
Glenn was half riding a broom, standing alone in the middle of the crowd like a wax figure, like a middle school student who was called to the podium to read his composition, with a vague feeling of social death.
"Okay, as soon as I whistle, you push your legs off the ground. Remember, push hard." Mrs. Hooch asked Glenn to return to his original position and said, "Hold the broom steady, rise a few feet, and then The body leans forward slightly and falls vertically back to the ground."
Glenn kicked the ground hard and rose into the air.The feeling under my body is not as painful as I imagined from a bicycle crossbar, but more like an invisible bicycle seat supporting my body.
After levitating for a while, he fell to the ground, savoring the feeling of flying.
Mrs. Huo Qi blew the whistle and continued to correct most of the freshmen who could not fly, and announced that the few who successfully completed the movement could move freely.
Glenn kicked off the ground again, jumped into the air, and experienced a straight flight.
The wind caused by the acceleration blew through his hair, and Ravenclaw's cloak fluttered behind him.
It feels so good to be able to fly.
