Chapter 37 Malfoy's Curse

It was half past three that afternoon.

After the spells class, their flying class was about to be held in the field in front of the castle gate.

It was a sunny, breezy day.

A few white clouds shaped like sheep floated in the blue sky.

As they walked quickly down the sloping grass and walked towards a flat lawn opposite the field, the fresh green grass rippled slightly under their feet.

Beyond the lawn was the forest, and the dark trees in the distance swayed in the wind.

All the Slytherin students were already there, and there were twenty flying brooms neatly arranged on the ground.

Bajir saw Draco Malfoy at a glance.

His light golden hair shone golden in the sun.

He was thin and stood shrunken next to Crabbe and Goyle.

He looked at the broom on the ground eagerly, wanting to touch it.

Bajir couldn't help but think of his predecessor, the photo of Narcissa Malfoy he saw in "Witch Weekly".

Much more beautiful than in the movie!

The tall figure, fair skin, long golden hair, cold face, upturned nose, and thin lips that seemed to reveal mockery from time to time.

In the moving photo, the nose is raised high, as if he smelled something bad.

It is vaguely similar to the expression of Draco Malfoy on the train who stretched out his hand as if to give alms.

If this face showed a pitiful expression like Draco now.

Hiss! How about being Draco's stepfather after eliminating Lucius Malfoy?

"Narcissa, you don't want Draco to be an orphan and be bullied, right?"

Thinking about the major events in his life, Basil still smiled like the wind, showing the temperament of a sunny and cheerful big boy.

Let Hermione, who was muttering to herself and looking at the broom nervously, relax.

In her eyes, Basil frowned slightly and looked a little melancholy.

But he was strong and independent, hiding everything with a hearty smile.

The breeze blew his golden hair, and the fresh smell, like the smell of green grass after the rain, permeated her nose.

For a moment, she even forgot that not far away, their flying teacher, Madam Hooch, who had short gray hair and two yellow eagle-like eyes, was looking at this side.

She shouted sternly: "That brown-haired girl! What are you still dawdling about!"

"Everyone stand next to a flying broom. Quick, quick, hurry up."

When it came to Bajir who was still standing still, her voice softened unconsciously.

"Child, come."

She picked out the best broom and walked in front of Bajir.

"Here, your broom for this class. Class is about to start."

Bajir, who was fantasizing, came back to his senses.

The cold face of Narcissa, who was wearing a lady's dress, was covered by the face of this manly woman with yellow eagle eyes and iron T-shirt.

Bajir resisted the urge to take a step back and took the broom with a normal expression.

He walked between the blushing Hermione and the jealous Ron.

Harry looked down at his broom, which was old and torn, with some branches sticking out.

He looked at Basil's, which was clean and new, with neat branches forming the tail.

He suddenly understood Ron's feelings.

"Why is Madam Hooch so gentle to you!" Ron muttered softly.

Neville, Seamus, and Dean stood together, distracted.

They looked at the broom in front of them like looking at a dangerous venomous snake.

Basil looked at Neville.

This second savior.

In collective life, some like-minded students with similar personalities or similar life backgrounds often consciously or unconsciously form small groups.

This is the case with Gryffindor students who like to break school rules.

Although there is the selection of the Sorting Hat, it is also a manifestation of the individual being infected by the group.

This is why he hates the Sorting.

A person's personality cannot be simply divided into four attributes.

A month later, their class also formed small groups based on the complementary personalities.

Even with Basil's deliberate efforts to bring them closer.

Neville unconsciously became relatively distant from them.

He played with Seamus and Dean, who lived with the second-year students in the next dormitory.

The only three girls in the first year of Gryffindor, Hermione, Lavender, and Padma.

The three of them lived in the same dormitory, but Lavender and Padma hardly paid attention to Hermione.

Instead, he played with Padma's twin sister, Parvati, who was in Ravenclaw.

He formed a small group with Harry and Ron, and Hermione joined as a pendant.

"It seems that Neville's echo production is going to be scrapped." Basil sighed in his heart.

The flying class officially began.

"Stretch out your right hand and place it on top of the broom handle," Madam Hooch shouted in front, "and say: 'Get up!'"

"Get up!" Basil's broom jumped obediently into his hand.

The same thing happened to Harry.

To Basil's surprise, Draco Malfoy's broom was just as obedient.

Beside him, Crabbe and Goyle's brooms didn't move at all.

The same thing happened to Neville.

"It seems that Malfoy's ability to become a seeker later was not entirely due to his father."

Basil glanced at Ron again.

Ron's broom also jumped into his hands.

He walked up to Neville and whispered: "A broomstick is like a horse. It can see the timidity in your heart. You have courage, but it is obvious that you would rather stay on the ground than in the sky."

"Thank you, Bagir." Neville nodded.

He closed his eyes and prepared to try again.

However, Mrs. Huo Qi's temper seemed to be very impatient.

She was not willing to give time to other students, including Neville, who had not yet succeeded.

She hurriedly stopped, "Okay, the call for the broom is over."

"Put the broom under your crotch, please."

She yelled at Seamus, whose mother was a witch and whose father was a Muggle, and who had never actually touched a broom.

"Boy! Don't worry, it won't get the egg stuck! The brooms are all under a Cushion Charm."

Bagir, who had also never played with a broom, sat on it, and a comfortable feeling of tolerance enveloped his lower body.

The feeling was erratic, as if touching soft clouds.

The invisible cushion created by magic is indeed incomparable to any filling!

This time he complained directly: "No wonder the broomstick is so popular, it's so comfortable!"

"Neville, try it too, it's very comfortable."

Neville sat down tremblingly, motionless.

But as he touched the cushion, his expression relaxed.

Then, Mrs. Hooch corrected their broomstick gestures one by one.

But when Malfoy came, something changed.

Mrs. Hooch's many corrections and criticisms made Malfoy explode.

The negative emotions during this time came flooding out.

"Shut up, old woman! That's how Gwenog Jones, the greatest Seeker, holds his broom!"

Mrs. Huo Qi was not angry at first, but surprised.

"Are you a fan of Holyhead Harpies? But they're an all-female team!"

"Boy, this grip is more suitable for women."

"You don't have breasts that are in the way, so you don't need to hold them like this. Moreover, this will cause all the pressure on the lower body, which is not good for men's gender characteristics."

Ron started laughing wildly.

The same goes for Crabbe.

Mrs. Hooch did not notice Ron, but said sternly to Crabbe: "Don't laugh at your classmates."

She didn't notice that Malfoy's hand had reached his pocket.

"Hot!" Malfoy screamed.

This action was so swift that no one could react.

A beam of light struck Crabbe.

Crabbe stopped laughing.

He screamed loudly and covered his nose with his hands, and ugly boils were popping out of his nose.

"How dare you!" Mrs. Huo Qi was really angry.

She grabbed Draco's ear.

Draco didn't resist, his face was filled with the joy of revenge.

He became proud, and the Slytherins around him regained awe in their eyes.

Especially Gore.

"And you." Mrs. Hooch looked at Crabbe with disgust, "You are also following. When I take this child to Dean Slytherin's office, you are also following. Go to the school doctor's office yourself."

"Everyone of you, no one is allowed to move until I come back! Put the broomstick back where it belongs, otherwise, points will be deducted!"

"By the way, 10 points from Slytherin!"

Thanks to classmate Yuchi Jinyin and classmate 20221102001218020 for their monthly tickets and other classmates’ recommendations!