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"Mr. Longbottom? I haven't whistled yet!" Mrs. Hooch said dissatisfiedly:

"Now listen to my command, slowly lower the broom, and let it fall smoothly back to the ground!"

But her tone made Neville even more nervous. His speed suddenly increased, and he suddenly rushed to the sky on his broom like a cork ejected from a bottle. He began to scream at the top of his lungs, and his voice soon became hoarse.

into a silent scream.

"Come back, kid! Keep your broom down! You don't want to end up getting shot down by a spell on your first flight."

Mrs. Huo Qi's voice successfully reached Neville's ears with the blessing of magic. Lin Mo saw that he seemed to want to control the broom according to the professor's words. However, the next moment, after he glanced down, things finally got out of control.

, his broom flew forward like a small rocket, almost immediately flying over the entire lawn and continuing to fly into the distance.

Mrs. Hooch finally gave up any expectations for Mr. Longbottom. She pulled out her wand and said, "Quickly imprison him!"

Neville suddenly trembled while riding his broom, and the spell failed to hit.

He was almost flying to the edge of the Forbidden Forest.

Mrs. Hooch got on the broom and rushed out at a much faster speed than Neville. She had already flown into the sky after saying one sentence: "Put the broom back where it was! Everyone can't move until I come back..."

Lin Mo saw her quickly closing the distance, and cast a spell on Neville in front of him again, and finally succeeded in hitting Neville's broom. Neville's broom flew out from under him, and his body froze as if he suddenly turned into stone.

Without moving, he quickly fell into the forbidden forest.

The broom flew farther and farther and gradually disappeared into the distance.

Mrs. Hooch landed at the spot where Neville fell, and not long after, she lifted Neville up and flew to a tower in the castle where the treatment room was. Neville looked extremely pitiful, with his wrists hanging down by his side, leaning against him.

Weeping behind Mrs. Huo Qi.

Many Slytherin students laughed.

"Shut up! Didn't you see Neville was hurt?" Gryffindor Patil said sternly.

"Hey, protect Longbottom? I didn't expect you to like that chubby little tearbag, Patil." Pansy laughed.

The competition in Quidditch is more head-on and fierce than the House Cup. Flying lessons are considered a part of Quidditch for many freshmen, so the two little wizards from the two houses, who have not even mounted a broom, started to go head-to-head on the ground, and the atmosphere was filled with excitement.

A strong smell of gunpowder.

The students on the lawn were clearly divided into two groups.

Lin Mo had no intention of calming down the situation.

Not to mention that he has no say in Slytherin, he is eager to add fuel to the fire and make the conflict more intense, especially if Chris, that naughty child, quickly gets back on track and fights with Harry. Don't put hatred in it all day long.

On oneself.

Look at my method of transferring hatred... Lin Mo calmly picked up Neville's memory ball from the hay nest.

While the dispute between Pansy and Patil attracted all the attention, he got into a soy sauce state.

Wind direction, angle, initial speed, distance between Slytherin students, direction of everyone's gaze...

He lightly threw the memory ball towards Chrissy's feet.

However, the memory ball flickered in the sunlight as soon as it left his hand, and Lin Mo's breathing stopped.

It's not that the flash of light will attract other people's attention. It's not a big deal. The purpose of throwing it out is to attract other people's attention. What really makes Lin Mo's face change drastically is: although the light seems to be just the dazzling reflection of the sun on the crystal.

Lin Mo could see clearly the refraction in the ball. He had just subconsciously activated the soy sauce state again, and recognized that the flash of light was actually a strangely shaped half-moon lens. It was the strangely shaped half-moon lens.

He swore they belonged to Dumbledore.

Lin Mo had noticed that pair of glasses during the sorting ceremony. When he handed the dirty sorting hat to Dumbledore at the guest of honor, the strange half-moon lens was placed on the bridge of the old man's long and twisted nose.

superior.

Unless there are other identical lenses that happen to appear in the crystal ball.

Although it was only for a moment, it was definitely not an illusion. Lin Mo's thoughts were confused for a while.

Regardless of why magic was not very popular in improving eyesight, he just wanted to know if it was Principal Dumbledore. After all, he only saw the flashing lenses and did not see the gaze from behind the lenses.

But if it is really the principal...

Did Dumbledore cast a spell on Neville's memory ball? Was he watching Neville silently? Or did he just happen to have a whim and wanted to use that magical crystal ball to see the performance of the students in the flying class? Look at Xiaoha

Did Leigh inherit James's flying talent? Lin Mo thought quickly, but why did the memory ball fall on the grass next to him?

Was it just a coincidence that he picked him up, or was it

Precisely because he was the first to pick up the memory ball, not Draclys, this caused some kind of change, and then attracted Dumbledore's attention?! It was like hearing his own voice through the picture on the train.

Chocolate spell in general?

Several guesses are possible, but if it is the last one...

"Look, it's the memory ball sent to him by that little tearful grandma!" Pansy saw the crystal ball at Chris's feet first, picked it up and said with a smile: "Chris, what kind of ball do you think it is?"

Is this what memory needs?”

"Pansy" Chris was slightly reproachful. She didn't bother to get Longbottom's things, which were a bit pricey.

"Bring it here, Parkinson," Harry whispered.

Delacris' expression changed and she stood in front of Pansy: "It's not your turn to speak here, Potter!"

"Chris, come on! Let them see your flying ability!" Pansy said loudly: "In case these idiots don't believe what you say, I saw you catch the snitch. Let these guys open their eyes."

Seeing Chris riding the broom, Pansy threw the memory ball vertically and forcefully. Chris rode the broom and caught the crystal ball in the sky almost instantly. Seeing that she had shocked many students, she was proudly suspended in the sky.

, playing with the crystal ball in his hand.

"Bring it here! Malfoy!" Harry shouted.

"Oh, poor savior Potter, come to heaven, but you can't get it on the ground." Chrissy sneered.

When he saw Harry ignoring Miss Granger's dissuasion and persistently riding on his broom and flying into the sky, Lin Mo knew that his plan was successful, at least it had achieved its original purpose. As for the half-moon lens flash, it was not him anyway.

Something that can be understood.

It's up to you, Harry, to quickly bring back the hatred.

Harry and Chrissy were facing each other in the sky. Both of them looked a little nervous, but Chrissy was obviously unwilling to hand the memory ball back to Harry. "You want to knock me off the broom?" she said with disdain.

Said: "I think this memory ball should be placed on the top of the tower, so that Longbottom may have some motivation to learn to fly!"

"What do you think, Potter?"

With that said, she activated her broom and flew towards the castle.

"That's Neville's thing!" Harry followed closely, not to be outdone.

The freshmen on the grass were shouting nervously or excitedly, but Lin Mo was not worried.

Quirrell had already said in class that it was difficult to kill wizards with magical powers by ordinary means. Even if they fell, they would probably break their arms at most, and they might be able to bounce up on the ground a few times without any injuries and then land smoothly.

.

It would still be very difficult to be thrown to death while possessing magic power. Falling from the star ring might be possible.

He watched Harry and Chris chasing each other with interest.

I saw the two of them circling the tower one after another. Chris wanted to get rid of Harry with her skills and made several sharp turns, but Harry quickly bit her again and flew faster and faster.

The better, and even started to try to fly in front of her to stop her. After Chris realized that she couldn't get rid of Harry, she flew back over the lawn again.

She couldn't get rid of Harry at all. It was only Harry's first time flying, so it was obvious who had better flying talent.

"Come back, Malfoy! Or I'll push you off the broom!" Harry said more confidently this time.

"Okay, I'll give it back to you, pick it up!" Chris looked gloomy.

Somehow she noticed that Lin Mo was watching a show on the ground, and became even more angry. She threw the memory ball directly at him. Harry quickly activated the broom to dive downwards, chasing the crystal ball, like an accelerating shot.

missiles to the ground.

He finally succeeded in grabbing the crystal ball and stopped the broom in time without smashing his own neck or Lin Mo's head.

Misfortune comes from the sky. Even if I watch a show, I will be unlucky. Lin Mo threw himself on the lawn and spat out a mouthful of grass residue. It was not difficult to avoid the crystal ball, but it was not difficult to avoid Harry who was rushing towards him on the broom.

Same thing, I almost got hit in the face.

He also had to admire these two naughty kids.

Especially Harry's dive, which could really break his neck. Even Lin Mo didn't dare to be as brave as him when playing with a car (seeking death). The first time he tried it, he played on the highest difficulty level. He could only guess what Harry would do.

Magic talent may be related to flying.

Compared with the rare magic thieves in this era, most pure-blood or mixed-blood wizard children have less obvious magical talents. If they can awaken clear magical talents in preschool, they will be considered very talented.

Harry stood up from the ground tremblingly, and Chris also fell on the lawn, her face pale.

They had already seen Professor McGonagall walking quickly.

"You two! Especially you," she said to Harry, her voice trembling with anger: "You're going to break your neck!"

"I cannot deduct your academy points for flying lessons on behalf of Professor Hooch, but I will tell her truthfully what I saw! Miss Malfoy, I will also tell Professor Snape about your performance, and he will make appropriate decisions.

Punishment." Professor McGonagall took a few breaths to calm down: "As for you, Mr. Potter," she looked at the nervous Harry:

"Gryffindor's seekers and substitutes have graduated, and new players need to be selected this year. If you go to participate in the team selection this weekend, then I can consider not confining you!"