The Admiral of Hogwarts

After the exercise, Hugo simply took a shower in the nearby washroom, followed by two ship girls giving him a full body massage to relieve the pain from the battle. It has to be said that the ship girls are good at everything related to battle, including post-battle recovery. After only a dozen minutes of massage, the pain in his body had disappeared.

"Actually, as an admiral, you are already on the path to slowly surpassing humans. Especially after you chose the first avatar to strengthen yourself, this evolution speed has greatly accelerated," Veneto said while massaging Hugo's back. "Otherwise, even if we tried to avoid your vital points, you wouldn't be able to recover so quickly."

"If you can control the strength, why did you hit so hard?" Lawrence muttered with a bitter face. He felt pain all over his body now.

"That's to make you remember, Admiral," Firefly said from the side. "Because only pain can make you quickly learn how to fight and how to avoid those fatal attacks."

Thinking about the ultimate state of the admiral displayed when the system was activated before, being able to withstand a nuclear explosion at almost point-blank range with only a change of clothes, flying to the moon with his bare body, and then breaking through the atmosphere and returning to Earth in the same posture. Compared to these, the current level of recovery ability can only be said to be the most basic.

In the following time, Hugo entered a normal learning state. The only difference compared to others was that after becoming familiar with the Weasley twins, he began to take a few hours every Saturday to develop various joke products together.

Of course, because Hugo is only a first-year student now, even if he learns at a speed more than ten or even twenty times faster than normal people through a lot of reading and asking questions to the teachers, and then transmits these things to the admiral network, he still has a huge difference in magic level compared to people like the Weasley twins who have been exposed to magical education since childhood, because he has been learning magic for too short a time.

Fortunately, Hugo's spellcasting level is not important in their cooperation for the time being. For the Weasley twins, the endless stream of whimsical ideas in his mind is the important cornerstone of the cooperation between the two parties.

After all, compared to the Weasley twins who lived in the magical world of the 80s and 90s, Hugo, who had access to a large amount of various information through the Internet in later generations, was definitely much stronger in terms of creativity than the Weasley twins, who relied solely on their brains to think, and these ideas that gathered countless people's creativity were the most valuable wealth in the cooperation.

Time passed day by day, and Hugo also saw the Slytherin first-year students in Herbology class. In contact, he could see that these pure-blood family-born little wizards had a kind of contempt for Muggle-born wizards from the bottom of their hearts. For example, when Hermione answered a question and added points to Ravenclaw, several Slytherin students secretly rolled their eyes, including that Malfoy with light blond hair.

Fortunately, the two sides only had contact in this class in the first year, and the relationship between Ravenclaw and Slytherin was not very good, but not as tense as the relationship between Gryffindor and Slytherin. So everyone didn't have much conflict because of this.

One Monday about a month after the start of school, Hugo saw a group of people gathered by the notice board when he returned to the common room after dinner to get a book. After he squeezed in, he found that a notice had been newly posted on the notice board, indicating that starting from Thursday, they would have flying lessons together with the Hufflepuff students.

"Flying!" Veneto looked at the content on the notice with a look of embarrassment. After all, she was not an aircraft carrier ship girl who flies around in airplanes all day long, so she really didn't have much confidence in this thing.

Many of the little wizards from wizarding families were willing to boast about their thrilling experiences of flying on brooms before after seeing this notice. For example, Malfoy complained loudly during dinner that first-year students were not qualified to participate in the Quidditch team, and then boasted about various thrilling things encountered during flying.

"Quickly ascended close to the helicopter after encountering it, avoiding colliding with the helicopter?" Listening to Malfoy's boasting until the end, Hugo and Hermione looked at each other.

"How do you think he avoided being sliced into sashimi by the helicopter's propeller?" After waiting for a few seconds, Hermione first asked the doubts in her heart. "Or are these little wizards from wizarding families not clear about the ordinary people's world at all, so that they can't even boast well."

Obviously, Hermione was more inclined to believe that Malfoy had been boasting all along. Because recently, when Hugo and the Weasley twins exchanged various opinions, she and Veneto would occasionally go over to take a look. So Hermione also had a preliminary understanding of the wizards' level of understanding of the Muggles in their eyes.

Unfortunately, even the Weasley family, who are recognized as the most pro-Muggle in the British wizarding world, still have great defects in their knowledge of the ordinary people's world, so that they often get many common-sense problems wrong. Then the Malfoy family, who themselves look down on ordinary people, is even more needless to say.

Hugo and Hermione agreed that Malfoy probably heard the term helicopter from somewhere, and then thought it was a kind of flying transportation tool made by ordinary people who don't know magic. As for what this kind of transportation tool looks like and how it flies, it doesn't matter to him at all. That's why such a low-level joke was made.

In the next few days, a tense atmosphere permeated among the first-year students. For example, Hermione had been reading a book borrowed from the library called "Quidditch Through the Ages", and from time to time recited some of the contents on the book about how to guide flying to Hugo.

"Okay, my dear sister, relax." When eating breakfast on Thursday morning, Hugo, who felt that he couldn't bear it anymore, said to Hermione, "This is like when we learned to ride a bicycle back then. The core is practical operation, and learning these things in practice. Just looking at these theoretical things is actually not very useful."

"Okay, okay, I'll keep quiet." The past ten years of living together made Hermione understand what Lawrence wanted to express as soon as she heard his words, and at the same time she didn't need to hide her true self in front of Hugo. "I just did that because I was nervous."

The flying lesson for Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw was placed in the afternoon. When they went to class, the news that Neville had broken his wrist in the morning flying lesson also spread throughout the school, which further deepened the tension among the first-year students in these two colleges who had not yet learned to fly.

Therefore, when they went to flying class in the afternoon, many students, especially the Hufflepuff students, subconsciously stayed away from the flying brooms placed on the grass, for fear that the next person to break a bone would be themselves.

The person teaching them was also Madam Hooch, the flying class professor. She had short gray hair, and her eyes were yellow, like an eagle's eyes.

"Alright, what are you all waiting for?" She looked at everyone's shrinking appearance and said sternly, "You will definitely not have any accidents if you operate the broom correctly according to the instructions. Now listen to my orders and stand by the broom."

Hugo looked at these antique-level brooms whose handles had been touched so much by countless senior students that they were shiny, and some branches poked out haphazardly. He was a little worried that this thing would fall apart in the air.

"Extend your right hand and place it above the broom handle," Madam Hooch shouted in front, "and then say: 'Up!'"

"Up!" Hugo and all the students here shouted together.