HPMRS CH 12: flying lessons!

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Throughout the weekend, Ryan was called to the library to read books by Hermione all the time except for once when he was able to around the Black Lake on Saturday morning. Originally Ryan didn't want to go, but after looking around in the common room for a few days, he found that the entertainment in the wizarding world was nothing more than chess, card games, or Quidditch. For Ryan, who went through the information age, it was really boring. In contrast, various books about the magic world are more interesting.

In addition to reading, Ryan sat by the fire in the common room to chat with his classmates during the holiday night. Sometimes some students would ask about homework, and Ryan patiently helped them.

While helping his classmates, Ryan finally knew why the professors were so angry when they corrected their homework. Some people copied large sections of the original text from the textbook, and some people had no logical thinking skills at all. The most extreme was, they didn't even know how to distort the copied homework and can be easily caught. Not to mention a lot of grammatical and spelling errors that even Ryan hadn't made much in his two lives combined.

It can only be said that the teachers at Hogwarts are very good-tempered. If it were teachers from his place in his previous life, they would definitely swell the paws of several opportunistic children.

Seeing the begging puppy eyes of the classmates like small animals, the soft-hearted Ryan could only sigh silently. Inspire these little guys to write homework a little bit, and teach them the format of writing essays from his previous lives.

However, on Sunday night. Ryan also firmly rejected individual students' requests to copy homework. As the days passed, Ryan slowly established an image of a principled and good person among Gryffindor's classmates. Of course, Hermione Granger's somewhat lonely nerd image was also erected at the same time. Ryan had hinted this to Hermione several times, but unfortunately, she still went her own way.

Finally, after more than a month of school, in Gryffindor's common lounge a notice was posted on Thursday about the flight lessons - Gryffindor and Slytherin school together are to go there together. Except that it was a bit frustrating to go with Slytherin, the rest of the news was quite exciting.

Within a few days, after the notice was posted, everyone was chattering about Quidditch, except for Neville Longbottom. Ryan heard a lot of stories, but couldn't understand the fun of Quidditch.

However, Ryan also learned from the chats of his classmates that every few years, there are always one or two little wizards who are forced to apply for exemption because of insurmountable fear of heights(Acrophobia), and then they are treated as cowards and are given a social death and funeral in the courtyard. He prayed silently, hoping that he would not become one of these unlucky ones.

As the heated discussions continued, it was Thursday. At breakfast in the morning, Hermione kept talking about some flight instructions she had seen from a library book called "Quidditch Through the Ages". Except for Neville, everyone was a little bored with her constant chatter.

Seeing this, Ryan made a quiet gesture to Hermione. "It's actually the same as swimming. No amount of theory is useful. The most important thing is to try it by yourself." Hermione opened her mouth as if to refute something. But Owl's letter interrupted what she was about to say.

Neville's grandma sent him a Remembrall The result being it was almost snatched by Malfoy, but fortunately, Professor McGonagall quickly rushed to deal with the matter.

At 3:30 in the afternoon, Gryffindor and Slytherin's first-year students came to the former field, preparing for their first flying lesson. The weather is good and it is a good day for flying.

There are dozens of flying broomsticks neatly arranged on the ground. I heard from seniors that these broomsticks are quite old, and some of them can even be called antiques.

Ryan glanced at the broomstick. It turned out that the branches of many brooms had fallen off a lot, and the end of the hand grip was also shining due to overuse. The condition of these broomsticks is enough to make one worried.

Their teacher, Madam Hooch, is here. She has short gray hair and both eyes are yellow, like those of an eagle. It is a lady who looks very capable.

"Well, what are you all waiting for ?" she said sharply, "Everyone is standing next to a flying broomstick. Quick, quick, hurry up."

When everyone got to their position. Madam Hooch yelled in front: "Extend your right hand, put it on top of the broomstick, and say: 'up!.'"

"up!" The messy voice was uttered. Only less than one-fifth of the broomsticks obeyed the instructions. It was obvious that Ryan was the four-fifths, and his broom was just rolling on the ground.

Fortunately, after a dozen times of repeated shouting, the broom finally jumped into his hand. Then, Madam Hooch showed them how to ride the broom without sliding off the top. Ryan took it very seriously, although he knew that Madam Pomfrey's craftsmanship was very good. Even if the bones of the entire arm are gone, they can grow back in one night. But as a normal person, I definitely don't want to enjoy the advanced medical techniques of the wizarding world.

After showing and correcting everyone's gestures, displaying and teaching them the actual operation phase, she told the students to float up about one meter above the ground after the whistle. After a few minutes of testing, Ryan found that he may not be good with broomsticks, and no matter how much he practices, he was at best able to ride it casually.

Just as Ryan had just returned to the ground according to Madam Hooch's instructions, there was a loud sound next to him. It turned out that Neville was too nervous, which caused his broom to lose control, and his whole person rose quickly. Then he failed to grasp the broom and fell from the sky. According to his memory of the original, Ryan thought Neville would fly up before Madam Hooch whistled. So he prepared to act in advance to prevent things from happening. But until Madam Hooch blew the whistle, there was no problem. Ryan thought his butterfly wings had slapped the accident away.

After seeing Neville soaring, Ryan subconsciously took out his wand from his pocket. Then when he fell down, he tried the Levitation Charm on him. It's a pity that Ryan's spell is self-taught, and the effect is not good. Neville paused in the air for less than a second and then fell heavily on the grass. Madam Hooch ran forward nervously to check Neville's situation.

"A broken wrist may have a cracked bone." Everyone heard her whisper. It seems that the floating spell still worked a bit, which is much better than the original fracture. However, likely, the system did not reward him because the change was not large, but at least it was regarded as helping someone, so Ryan felt very happy.

"Okay, kid —it's okay, get up." Madam Hooch raised Neville and said.

She turned around and warned the other students in the class and told them to put the broom back in place. After that, she took Neville to the school hospital.