With a wand in his left hand and a gun in his right hand, Hogwarts is the king

It can be said that among all the courses in Hogwarts.

Flying class is the one that Elvin is least interested in.

Elvin thinks divination is better than this thing.

Elvin really can't understand the joy of sitting on a broom under his buttocks.

Came to the open space outside the greenhouse.

The course has not started yet.

But many students from Slytherin and Gryffindor have gathered.

Every little wizard is very excited.

Flying is indeed the lifelong dream of mankind.

When it comes to going to the sky, it seems that no matter how big or small, everyone will be very happy.

Seeing Elvin coming.

The little wizards who were actively discussing fell into some strange silence.

Elvin ignored those.

Instead, he came to Malfoy.

Frowning at Malfoy.

Malfoy swallowed his saliva.

There was some fear in his heart.

"You, what are you going to do! My father is the school director! Don't mess around!"

Elvin smiled.

Damn, this kid won't talk without his father?

Erwin said: "Malfoy! Draco Malfoy! I think I need to tell you something! I don't care what you are like at home, and I don't care if your father is a school director or something like that! You are in Slytherin, so your words and deeds are also the face of Slytherin! I hope you think about your identity! Pure-blood families have never been continued by blood! Instead, they are passed down from generation to generation! You can have today's status not because of your platinum-colored hair, but because of the ancestors of your family! So, whether it is for Slytherin or for your family! Pay attention to your manners, nobility is never just a matter of words! But your words and deeds!"

Malfoy lowered his head and dared not speak.

He wanted to refute, but he felt that Erwin was right.

Of course, the most important thing was that he didn't dare to talk back.

Erwin looked at the other Slytherin students around him.

"Today, I'm not just talking about Malfoy! I'm talking about you too! Don't bring shame to Slytherin, and don't bring shame to your family! Don't act like a reckless lion every day! Remember, you are Slytherin!"

The Slytherin students may not listen to other words, but as long as they are compared with Gryffindor.

Then they will be very active and obedient.

The little wizards bowed slightly.

"Yes, prefect!"

Erwin nodded with satisfaction.

Turning around, the little lions glared at each other.

Erwin looked at Ron.

"Are you looking at yourself!"

Ron was confused.

Where is the elegance you promised?

Where is the manners you promised?

Why are you scolding people?

Ron wanted to talk back, but found that Erwin had a wand in his hand.

Ron could only lower his head aggrievedly.

He felt a little indignant.

Everyone glared at each other, why are you scolding me?

Erwin rolled his eyes at Ron.

He didn't know why, but he was upset when he saw Ron.

He made him swear.

It's a sin, it's a sin.

It affected his Cavendish demeanor, this Ron really deserved to die.

Erwin saw that Madam Hooch was already walking towards this side in the distance.

There were tattered brooms floating around.

Erwin clapped his hands.

"Okay! Class is about to start! Find your place and stand!"

The Slytherins hurriedly took action.

Soon, the line was completed.

On the contrary, it was the little lions.

They were like herding sheep, very messy.

Madam Hooch also saw this scene.

I have to sigh, when it comes to discipline, you have to look at Slytherin.

Madam Hooch flicked her wand.

Brooms were scattered and laid at the feet of each little wizard.

Madam Hooch said: "Okay! Children, let's get ready for your first flying lesson at Hogwarts!"

Hearing this, the faces of the little wizards from both Slytherin and Gryffindor were full of excitement.

Madam Hooch's mouth corners raised.

This was not the first time she had seen such a scene.

Every little wizard who had a flying lesson for the first time was like this.

Madam Hooch said: "Before that! I want to see how talented you are in flying! Do you see the brooms at your feet? Put your right hands on the brooms and shout Up!"

After Madam Hooch finished speaking.

Some little wizards couldn't hold back.

"Up!"

The first call.

Erwin found that only the broom at Harry Potter's feet flew directly into the air.

Madam Hooch looked at Harry Potter with a flash of surprise in her eyes.

The broom at Malfoy's feet flew up a distance and landed on the ground.

As for the other little wizards, including Erwin.

The broom was like dead.

No reaction.

Malfoy watched Harry Potter succeed once.

His eyes were full of dissatisfaction.

"Up!"

He shouted again.

This time the broom flew directly into Malfoy's hands.

Malfoy glanced at Harry Potter with pride.

Harry Potter responded with a roll of his eyes.

Most of the other little wizards also got up after trying three or four times.

Only Erwin.

The broom at his feet didn't move at all.

Erwin's face turned black.

So, the talent that is not displayed on the system panel means that there is no talent at all?

Erwin looked at the broom on the ground.

"I'll give you another chance! Otherwise, I will make you one of the fuels for the fireplace today!"

Madam Hooch said quickly: "Mr. Erwin, you shouldn't be like this! You should be gentle and have some feelings!"

However, before Madam Hooch finished her words.

The broom on the ground flew directly into Erwin's hands.

Mrs. Hooch was a little confused.

Erwin said: "It seems that these magical products sometimes require some special means!"

Mrs. Hooch's mouth twitched slightly.

She was speechless.

She had never seen such a scene.

After Erwin succeeded, only one person was left who failed.

Ron Weasley.

Seeing that everyone's eyes were focused on him.

Ron felt his face was hot.

He wanted to attract attention, but he didn't want to attract attention like this.

Thinking of the method Erwin used just now.

Ron thought he could use it too.

So, he imitated it exactly.

However, things were beyond Ron's expectations.

His broom was obviously a hard bone.

After being threatened.

The broom was directly hit by the broom handle.

A stick hit Ron's face directly.

In an instant, Ron's nose was hit with a red mark.

Ron covered his nose and wailed in pain.

The little wizards around were laughing.

Madam Hooch said worriedly, "Do you need to go to the infirmary?"

Ron shook his head.

He didn't want to miss the flying lesson.

Madam Hooch didn't say much.

"Okay! Now sit astride your brooms, hold on to them tightly, wait for my whistle to sound, push off the ground hard! Then stabilize your body and land slowly! Do you understand?"