The next morning.

Malfoy looked at Harry and Ron who were eating at the Gryffindor table. He could hardly believe his eyes.

He was very satisfied with his plan yesterday.

Before going to bed, he thought that Harry Potter and Ron must have been caught by Filch.

With Filch's temper, these two people would definitely be punished to clean the castle or go to the school infirmary to wash the chamber pot.

But he didn't expect that they were still sitting at the Gryffindor table, although they looked a little tired.

But obviously, his plan yesterday did not succeed.

He sat at the table angrily and picked up a sandwich and bit it as if to vent his anger. Obviously he was not in a very good mood.

But although Harry and Ron looked tired, they seemed excited.

Although they were scared by last night's experience, they felt excited after the experience.

The only drawback is that this excitement cannot be shared with others.

"You found Ron. There's a trap door under the big dog."

"Trapdoor? Maybe it's guarding something,"

Ron replied vaguely while eating.

"Do you think this is related to the stuff in Gringotts?

Hagrid said that stuff is confidential!

And it can only be kept safe in Hogwarts."

"Possibly……"

The two people were discussing heatedly, but the only thing they could be sure of was that the thing was only two inches in size.

They didn't know anything else.

As for Hermione?

She was now very disgusted with these two classmates who always liked to do whatever they wanted and didn't like to follow the rules.

Especially yesterday, because the two of them almost caused Braun to die in the mouth of the three-headed dog.

So she had decided not to talk to them. She watched the discussion of the two coldly and ate the food in front of her silently. They felt good about Hermione ignoring them. To be honest, if it weren't for Braun, they would have long wanted to stop playing with this little witch who was always a little self-righteous and liked to command others. It was another Tuesday a week later

""Flutter! Flutter!"

With the sound of flapping wings, owls flew in from outside the auditorium and brought everyone's packages in.

Brown had finished eating at this time.

Since there were no packages, he left in a hurry.

He didn't want to eat breakfast with owl feathers on it.

""Oh! My God! What is this?"

Ron watched as several owls worked together to throw a long and thin package on the table. The package was very large.

Once the owls threw it on the table, it knocked over a lot of things, causing the little wizards to scream.

""Harry, your package.

There is also a short message."

Ron handed the letter to Harry.

The envelope was made of off-white paper and was unsigned.

The letter inside was written in beautiful olive-colored ink:

"Don't open the package, there's a new broom inside.

I don't want anyone else to know.

So as not to be exposed.

Make good use of it, Harry.

Professor McGonagall."

Harry couldn't hide his inner joy. He looked up at the teacher's chair, and Professor McGonagall was smiling and nodding at him.

He couldn't wait to share it, but because of Professor McGonagall's request, he could only hide it in his heart.

"What's wrong?"

"Look!"

Ron took the letter from Harry:

"A Nimbus for 2,000? That's not cheap!

It seems that Professor McGonagall really thinks highly of you!

I rode a Nimbus for 1,999 before.

It was really great."

"Nimbus 1999?"

"It is the previous generation of the Nimbus 2000. Braun wanted to give it to me but I didn't dare to accept it because I was afraid it was too precious."

Ron said with some regret in his tone.

It seemed that if he could do it again, he would definitely not give up the broom.

"Since Professor McGonagall doesn't want anyone to know, let's go quickly, otherwise someone will come and ask about it."

Looking at the curious eyes of the people around him,

Harry nodded in agreement.

The two of them hurriedly left the hall with the package. They planned to find a deserted place to open it before the first class.

But when they passed through the hall, they were stopped by Malfoy and others.

""Get out of Malfoy's way!"

Harry said angrily.

Although they thought that what happened last week was a great adventure, it did not mean that they were grateful to Malfoy.

Instead, they became more and more disgusted with him.

"No!"

Malfoy snatched the package from Harry's hand and touched it.

"A flying broom?"

Malfoy's expression was filled with resentment, annoyance and anger.

He had known for a long time that Harry was going to be a Quidditch player.

So he was not surprised that Harry had a broom.

The only thing that made him dissatisfied was that Harry could become a Quidditch player. (To read the exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

But he, who thought he was no worse than Harry, failed.

He threw the broom back and mocked :

"A broken broom! What good would it do to become a Quidditch player?"

Ron couldn't help himself:[]

"This is not some crappy broom! This is a Nimbus 2,000!

The latest model of broom! I guess you haven't seen it either, Malfoy?

You lost all the last 100 Galleons to Braun, so you don't have the money to buy a new one, right?"

Malfoy responded without showing any weakness:

""So what? It's only a hundred Galleons!

As for this broom... Humph! My dad would buy it for me if I wanted it! Unlike you, Weasley.

I don't think you have touched high-end brooms.

Maybe you and your brothers need to save up a broom twig by twig, poor bastard!"

Ron's face turned red with anger. Before he could answer, he saw Braun coming out from the side with Professor Flitwick beside him.��

"He certainly doesn't need to praise it branch by branch. Ron has a broom and it's also a Nimbus!"

""Tsk!"

Malfoy sneered unceremoniously.

""Okay gentlemen! I don't think now is the time to quarrel.

Class will start soon."

Flitwick shrieked, waving his arms.

"Professor Flitwick, of course. But someone gave Harry a broom! I remember Quidditch players were not allowed to bring their own brooms."

"Really? A broom! Professor McGonagall told me about it. What model was it?"

"Professor Nimbus 2,000."

Seeing that Professor Flitwick was not angry, Harry's tense face relaxed.

As if he had noticed Malfoy's ugly expression, Harry continued:

"Thanks to Mr. Malfoy! Otherwise, Professor McGonagall would not have chosen me as a Quidditch player. And this broom is also thanks to him."

Professor Flitwick seemed a little confused:

"Okay, hurry up and return the broom. Mr. Malfoy is right. You can't use the flying broom in the corridor. Remember not to be late for class later."

"We understand, Professor."

The two men squeezed past Crabbe and Goyle on the stairs, looked at Malfoy's ugly face and laughed loudly and ran upstairs

"Come on, Braun! Tell me more about your ideas. I think it's interesting."

""Okay, Professor!"

Brown replied respectfully without even glancing at Malfoy, who looked unhappy.

Professor Flitwick's office was also next to the professor of Charms.

But compared to Snape's specimens soaked in formalin,

Professor Flitwick's office was filled with various honor badges, trophies and group photos.

In addition, there were a variety of books.

Noticing Brown's gaze, Professor Flitwick said proudly:

"Those are the trophies I won when I was young in the dueling competition.

The room is a little messy.

Professor Flitwick waved his wand and tidied it up.

"Would you like coffee or tea?

I think little wizards like you prefer cocoa.

Professor Flitwick winked in amusement.

He waved his wand.

A cup of hot cocoa with a rich aroma appeared in front of Braun and him.

"Very delicious, professor."

Braun took a sip and praised.

Then he expressed his doubts without delay.

"That's right, Professor. When I cast the Luminescent Charm, I discovered that it didn't just emit light, it also emitted temperature and heat."

As he spoke, a white ball of light lit up at the tip of Braun's wand.

As he increased the output of his magic power, the Luminescent Charm became brighter and brighter, and finally broke away from the wand and turned into a suspended ball of light.

"Very abundant magic power! Brown."

Mr. Foley first encouraged and then said:

"That's right. In fact, the magic lamps in the magic world use the principle of the fluorescent spell.

Through the fluorescent spell, it is combined with some crystals that can store magic power to make a magic lamp that can be used for a long time. If you want to learn……"

"No, Professor Flitwick."

Braun interrupted Professor Flitwick:

"I mean, can the light and heat of the Lumos be used as an offensive means?

An offensive spell like turning into pieces?"

"Oh? Tell me about it."

Professor Flitwick was not angry at being interrupted, but was amazed at the idea proposed by Braun.

Just like Professor McGonagall's love for Transfiguration.

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