Hogwarts: Who taught you to transform like this?

Soon, under the guidance of the Sorting Hat,

Merlin arrived at the edge of the lawn outside Hogwarts Castle.

Just in time, the magic clock rang out a clear time signal, and it was already time for the first class in the afternoon.

"Oh, boy Molin, isn't it time for you to go to class?" the Sorting Hat reminded

"No, I've looked at the timetable. Professor Binns teaches History of Magic in the afternoon. I don't think he would mind if I came to study with the historian himself."

"History itself? Who?"

"You."

Mo Lin said calmly

"Professor Binns teaches the history of magic. Aren't you the living history of magic?"

"History Himself, I like this title, indeed, I am the living Hogwarts history!"

"Ahaha! Molin, you are really good at talking. I like it!"

The brim of the sorting hat fluttered, and he laughed loudly, with the tip of the hat swinging in a number of shapes.

Then he called Molin

"Wait, I see it! There it is!"

"The Sorting Hat suddenly hugged Merlin's head tightly, and the tip of the hat pointed to a statue holding a sword on the top of the castle."

"What is that?"

Mo Lin asked in confusion.

"A statue! A statue of Gryffindor himself!" the Sorting Hat explained.

"This is news that only I know. Each of the four giants left their own statues in the school."

"Gryffindor told me that every statue hides a secret, and as long as you find the statue you can know what they left behind."

""I don't know about other people's statues, but Gryffindor told me that the statue is Gryffindor's treasure!"

Merlin's mouth twitched.

How is he going to get up?

At this height, it is really difficult to get up without a flying broom.

Although Merlin can use other methods.

But it is still during class time, and there are other wizards wandering around the playground.

There is no need to attract other people's attention, and you can think of a way later.

Hmm?

When Merlin was about to go back, he turned around and saw the little wizards coming out of the corridor, and there were a few familiar people inside.

The leader was Madam Hooch, the professor of Hogwarts' flying class.

Merlin couldn't help but sigh at the ingenuity of the world.

He just needed a flying broom, and he met the little lion and the little snakes taking flying lessons together.

A light flashed in his mind, and he suddenly realized something.

No wonder he felt that the statue just now was familiar.

Opposite it is the statue of Neville's robe that saved the Gryffindor swordsman.

So it seems that there will be good things later?

Merlin was not in a hurry to go back.

Simply found a piece of grass close to them to sit down and rest, and by the way, take a look at the famous scene of the century.

"Now everyone stand here and wait for me while I go get my broomstick."

Madam Hooch said and left the venue

"Merlin?"

As soon as Madam Hooch left, Hermione noticed Merlin on the grass and waved frantically.

Merlin raised his hand and waved back in response.

Harry and Ron stared at him, wondering why he was here.

They were shocked and asked Merlin why he didn't go to class.

"I found a history of magic teacher who is better than Professor Binns to teach me, and Professor Dumbledore agreed."

Merlin said calmly.

He was not lying.

Professor Binns was a professor who came to Hogwarts after it was founded.

The Sorting Hat was there when the school was founded together with Gryffindor.

And he did take the Sorting Hat away with Dumbledore's permission.

His purpose was indeed to learn history.

But it became incredible in the ears of the three little wizards.

Ron even counted on his fingers.

"No homework for Potions, no homework for Charms, no History of Magic……"

""Oh! Merlin's beard, compared to you, I'm just a goblin!"

Ron was so envious that he didn't want to speak.

Harry didn't say anything, but his expression said it all.

Only Hermione didn't care about the homework at all, but excitedly asked if she could attend the professor's class with Merlin.

"He is better than Professor Binns and has Professor Dumbledore's approval, so he must be a good teacher!"

"Forehead……"

Mo Lin thought about it and shook his head.

"Strictly speaking, it is not a good teacher, but it knows a lot and you can ask it anything you want to know."

"But it's not convenient now. I can tell you its situation later."

"No problem!"

Hermione agreed decisively.

Merlin couldn't help but sigh that it made sense for Hermione to be a top student.

Not only did she take History of Magic, but she also took the initiative to take extra classes. She is worthy of being the future Minister of Magic.

In Slytherin College, a pair of eyes with gray pupils were staring at Merlin.

They seemed a little curious, but they were hiding a sense of disdain and arrogance.

Merlin felt Malfoy's gaze and looked over.

He didn't dislike Malfoy very much.

In fact, as an old aristocrat in the magic world, 24K pure rich N, his family is also a Hogwarts school director.

In any other world, such a rich second generation basically would flirt with girls at the beginning of school, and then spend money to show off.

Malfoy's performance in school was at best to attract attention and hatred, and he was not even a villain.

Moreover, as a As a noble in the wizarding world, Merlin also plans to try to see if he can reform the Malfoy family.

After all, he will have the leverage over the Malfoy family in his hands in another year.

I believe they will cooperate.

Besides, Malfoy is also his big client.

It is said that in order to win people's hearts, Malfoy alone bought dozens of pairs of glasses. He contributed hundreds of Galleons to himself. (To read exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

Thinking of this, Merlin smiled at Malfoy.

Malfoy in the crowd shuddered all over, felt a palpitation, and quickly retracted his gaze.

Before Harry and Ron could say anything, Madam Hooch had returned with a broomstick.

The two hurriedly stood up.

Madam Hooch waved her wand, and each little wizard had an extra broomstick beside him.[]

"Now, everyone stand on the left side of the broom, stretch out your right hand and shout, calling your broom"

"Just like me, get up!"

Madam Hooch stretched out her hand to demonstrate.

The flying broom suddenly rose from the ground and crashed into her hand.

The little wizards around were in an uproar.

"So cool!"

"Really looking forward to it!"

But Malfoy's voice sounded lazily.

"But, teacher, when I was at home, I just rode and flew, and never did this. Isn't this redundant?"

Huo Qi looked at Malfoy with a calm expression.

"Sure enough, every year there are little wizards from wizard families who ask this question:"

"The broomsticks used at home are not the same as the ones used at school."

"This command is to make it obey your command"

"Of course, if you don't mind the broom suddenly changing direction or doing other things while you're flying in the sky, you can just ride it and fly."

"It doesn't matter if you fall down anyway."

Hearing this, Malfoy's face changed, and he didn't dare to show his superiority anymore.

He obediently stretched out his hand to summon the flying broom with everyone else.

"Seven"

"stand up!"

"stand up!"

……

The young wizards shouted loudly.

However, most of the young wizards' brooms just circled on the ground and continued to fall.

Even several young wizards from wizarding families failed.

Only Harry stretched out his hand to summon the broom, and it stopped steadily in his hand.

Then Malfoy and others also summoned it.

Everything happened the same as he remembered.

The only difference was.

When Madam Hooch was explaining the broom flying skills, Neville did not take the lead.

Instead, he followed everyone and flew steadily in a circle before landing on the ground.

It was another young wizard from Slytherin who fell off the broom before Madam Hooch could react.

Madam Hooch hurriedly took him to the school infirmary for treatment, and warned other young wizards not to fly privately.

After landing, the other young wizards gathered together to discuss their feelings about the flight just now.

Hermione and others came to Merlin as soon as possible.

"Thank you, Merlin! Without your encouragement, I would never have the courage to take off!"

"You may not know, I... I have always been afraid of heights, you... it was you who encouraged me to face it bravely, so that I dared to fly."

"Well done!"

Merlin patted Neville's shoulder and was about to give some encouragement to Hermione who was excited.

Malfoy's familiar and arrogant voice sounded behind him.

"Look, what did I pick up?"

Malfoy raised his hand, and a transparent glass ball reflected the sunlight, becoming particularly bright.

Neville suddenly touched his body, and then his face changed.

"Malfoy, that's my memory ball, give it back to me!"

"Remembrano? That's a really good thing, but it looks like you didn't remember to put it away."

Malfoy said with a joking smile

"Just now when our people dropped their brooms, you were laughing happily. Now your things are in my hands, don’t think about taking them back so easily!"

"What do you want to do?"

Harry asked

"Of course, it's a real fight. I'll put the ball on the roof. If you can find it, I'll give it back to you... Get up!"

Malfoy said, summoning the broom on the ground and flying up on the ground.

"Get up!"

Harry was about to follow, but was grabbed by Merlin.

"etc."

"Why? Merlin, do you want me to watch Neville being bullied by them?"

"They were the ones who made Neville fall down the stairs yesterday.……"

"I know."

Molin nodded.

"But Neville has to learn to deal with them on his own."

"He must have the courage to face it and resist, so that they will know that he is not easy to mess with, and does not need your protection."

"But……"

Harry was about to say something, but Ron stopped him.

"I think what Mo Lin said is right, and we can't always be with him."

"Neville, what do you think?"

Several people looked at him together.

"I...I believe in Merlin, I will go and get it back from Malfoy myself."

Neville stretched out his hand to summon the flying broom

"Get up!"

The flying sweeper who had just rolled around for half a day���Now it flew into his hands immediately

"Malfoy, give it back to me!"

Neville pushed off the ground with both feet, took off from the ground, and rushed straight to Malfoy in the air.