From Kamal Taj to Hogwarts

"Ready to start test flight!"

Professor Prenton raised his right hand gracefully and pointed his index finger to the sky.

Seeing the little wizards looking at his figure motionless, the professor realized that he had not explained the steps for taking off.

He silently retracted his finger, coughed slightly awkwardly, and said: "Ahem, occupational disease. First of all, everyone should cultivate a tacit understanding with your broom."

"Say 'get up' to your broom. Remember, be full of emotions and let it feel your sincerity!"

The little wizards soon began to say "get up" in various directions, and they all used the tone they thought was the most emotional - some were gentle, some were cadenced, and some were full of energy, but the ones that got the response

But there were not many. So those "emotional" tones turned into yelling and screaming...

Sivan noticed that Abu next to him easily said "get up" twice and successfully made the broom fly into his hand. Professor Prenton happily gave him five points. There was also a Hufflepuff opposite.

The little wizard quickly got the broom.

He glanced at the very old broom lying on the ground in front of him with a bit of disgust, and reluctantly said "get up".

The broomstick seemed to feel his perfunctory behavior, and it just shook on the ground and stopped making any movement.

Xiwen's face didn't look good. This time he was a little more serious and softly said "get up" again.

The broomstick started to move, but it seemed to lack stamina. It flew to Xiwen's waist and started to fall. Seeing that the situation was not good, Xiwen grabbed it with quick eyes and hands.

"Oh, this little Slytherin wizard, you have to completely establish a tacit understanding with your broom." Professor Prenton came over at this time and said. "It's not okay to reach down and grab it, you have to let it go on its own.

It will fly into your hands on its own initiative."

He asked Sivan to put down the broom and try again.

Xiwen put down the broom helplessly, and at the same time kept comparing it with the silver arrows at home, feeling more and more disgusted...

In fact, Xiwen has already learned how to fly on a broomstick at home. The big-hearted Sandrine never regards Xiwen as an ordinary child. She dares to let him learn any dangerous thing. Parents of other families are still supervising her own family.

When the little wizard couldn't get his wand to play with, Sandrine had already started teaching Sivan how to cast spells.

However, Xiwen uses the best Silver Arrow model flying broomstick at home. This broom is extremely fast in terms of speed and sensitivity, and can often be easily used by wizards with some flying talent. Therefore, Xiwen becomes very useless.

He is self-aware and thinks that all brooms respond to calls. But today this old broom from school successfully broke his cognition...

Taking a deep breath, Xiwen adjusted his mentality and resolutely pronounced the words to call for the broomstick: "Get up!"

As expected, the broomstick flew into Xiwen's hands with dignity, and he breathed a heavy sigh of relief.

"Not bad." Professor Prenton nodded, then turned around to continue watching the progress of others.

It seemed that seeing Xiwen's wrong actions could attract the professor's attention, several little fans of Professor Prenton had an idea and made mistakes one after another, thus attracting the professor to teach them. And this phenomenon also exists

The spreading trend has kept professors extremely busy.

While Professor Prenton was busy correcting the movements of the little wizards, Sivan and Abu, who had already received their own brooms, were chatting away.

"Xiwen, what broom do you usually use?" Abu asked.

Xiwen said: "I don't fly very much, I only rode the Silver Arrow."

Abu nodded and said: "I also like to use silver arrows. I think this broom is definitely the best among all models!"

Xiven is actually not very interested in flying tools like broomsticks. He always feels that riding on a pole is not very comfortable. It is better to use the suspended cloak in the Holy of Holies, which can fly, is also handsome, and can even be used as a bicycle.

As a piece of armor, it can serve multiple purposes!

'It's a pity that we didn't succeed in abducting it at that time.' He thought with some regret.

"It seems Mobley hasn't succeeded yet." Seeing that Abu still wanted to discuss the broomstick, Sivan quietly changed the subject.

Abu suddenly became interested, turned to look at his roommate who was battling with the broomstick in front of him, and said happily: "I knew it! You have been unwilling to go to the Quidditch pitch with me. You are a busy man and I

You know, it doesn’t matter that Gomez has never touched a broom. Mobley doesn’t like flying because he has no flying talent at all. Hahaha..."

"Shut up, Abu!" Mobley's face turned red with anger, and he yelled at Abu in anger.

Abraxas didn't feel dissatisfied at all, but laughed even more happily.

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Almost halfway through the hectic flying lesson, the little wizards finally got their own brooms. Although Guang Xiwen saw several of them secretly picking up the brooms from the ground with their hands...

Because the class time was limited, Professor Prenton didn't have to worry about that much and just let the little wizards ride on the broomstick in his hand.

"Remember, you can only fly within the area I have designated and at a height of no more than two meters. Anyone who violates the regulations will be punished." He emphasized.

Abu, who had been impatient for a long time, immediately mounted the broom, quickly raised the altitude, and flew skillfully.

"Flying well, Mr. Malfoy." Professor Prenton praised first, and then became serious. "But I must remind you that you have exceeded the prescribed height. Slytherin will deduct one point!"

Although only a symbolic point was deducted, Abu still became a little depressed after lowering his height.

Xiwen also rode on his broom, gently raised the handle in front of his eyes, and then flew steadily into the air.

"Fortunately, I didn't completely forget how to fly, otherwise I would be really embarrassed." He breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, most of the little wizards had already taken off, stumbling around in the air. Even Gomez, who had never touched a broomstick before, flew up awkwardly. Only Mobley still stayed on the ground.

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At this time, Mobley was standing on the ground with the broom between his legs, with veins in his arms exposed, and he was holding the handle hard, his face turning red from the exertion.

Seeing this funny scene, the little wizards in the sky laughed excitedly, especially Abu laughed the loudest.

Mobley's face was so red that it looked like he was about to bleed. Finally, he couldn't stand the ridicule anymore. He closed his eyes regardless and kicked his legs off the ground.

"Wow, that's great!" Xiwen felt that he should give Mobley some comfort, so he applauded him.

But he soon discovered something was wrong. Mobley seemed to be unable to control his broom at all. He flew higher and higher, faster and faster, and soon became a small black dot on the horizon.

"No, Mobley is in danger!" Sivan suddenly realized the problem and quickly looked at Professor Prenton's position. "Professor!"

Professor Prenton's actions were also not slow at all. He immediately took out his broomstick and flew extremely quickly to a position higher than Mobley, preparing to rescue him.

When the little wizards saw this scene, they no longer smiled. They looked worriedly at the smaller and smaller black dot in the sky. They even stopped admiring Professor Prenton's heroic appearance while flying.

"Xi Wen, will Mobley be okay?" Abu and Gomez flew to Xi Wen's side and asked worriedly.

Xiwen did not reply to them, but looked at the sky with a solemn expression, his dark blue eyes gradually becoming crystal clear.

"Oops!" he exclaimed.

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