Hogwarts Bloodline

Chapter 14: Flying Lesson with Frequent Problems

If the exploration mission reaches a certain value, there will be an additional reward? Ivan was a little curious. This reward was not given directly, but he had to go to the forbidden book area in the middle of the night to search. This process always made Ivan feel a little creepy. But since it was a reward, Ivan decided to go. Anyway, Ivan had seen ghosts and ghosts. What was there to be afraid of in the middle of the night? In the hall, Harry and Ron were sitting at a round table eating lunch. After seeing Ivan standing there in a daze, they hurriedly greeted him. "Ivan, this way!" "Where were you this morning? You are so embarrassed?" Harry was very curious when he saw Ivan's exhausted appearance. "Just looking for a place to practice spells." Ivan rolled his eyes, picked up a piece of grilled sausage with a knife and stuffed it into his mouth. He had consumed it all morning and had nothing to eat. He almost starved to death. In so many days, this was the first time that Ivan consumed his magic power so intensively. Until now, he still felt a little dizzy. Ivan was feasting in the hall, while Harry and Ron were excitedly discussing flying skills. After listening to most of the lecture, Ivan remembered that there seemed to be a flying class in the afternoon, which aroused some interest. After all, flying is almost everyone's dream, even if you have to ride a broomstick under your crotch. It doesn't affect this enthusiasm. Slytherin College was even more lively. Draco Malfoy was surrounded and surrounded by people, bragging loudly about his previous experience of practicing flying. "I knew how to ride a flying broom before I went to Hogwarts. My father took me all the way home. Once I encountered a Muggle plane. If I hadn't dodged quickly, I would have knocked it down!" Draco said proudly. Ivan almost vomited out a mouthful of goat milk in public. Crash a plane? If you are so awesome, why don't you fly into the sky? Flying so high on a flying broom without any protection, I'm afraid he would have frozen to death long ago. "Ivan, have you ever ridden a flying broom before?" Harry had been annoyed by Draco's boasting for a long time, and now seeing Ivan's big reaction, he hurriedly asked. "No." Ivan shook his head decisively. Even if he had learned it before, he had forgotten it now. "What about you, Ron?" Harry asked with a glimmer of hope. Ron did not disappoint Harry, and talked about the scene of practicing at home with Charlie's old broom. Ivan just watched and listened to Ron and Draco's boasting quietly. Anyway, when it was time for the flying class, everyone would show their true colors. As expected, in the afternoon flying class, with the whistle of the teacher Madam Hooch, Harry was the only one among the twenty or so little wizards present who summoned the broom placed on the ground to his hand in the first time. Draco Malfoy, who had boasted that he had almost crashed into a plane, tried several times but failed. Fortunately, at the last moment, the broom listened to what he said and flew into Draco's hands obediently, so he didn't lose face in front of Harry. Ron was miserable. Perhaps because he shouted too loudly, the broom bounced up and hit him directly on the forehead. "Get up!" Ivan shouted to summon the broom as Madam Hooch demonstrated, but the broom just stayed on the ground and spun lazily, with no intention of getting up at all. Ivan was anxious and couldn't help but regret that he hadn't read more books on flying before to brush up his proficiency. It was not until Madam Hooch turned around after a round of inspection that Ivan had an idea and hooked the broom with his foot and kicked it gently into his hand, becoming the third student to get the magic broom. Madam Hooch saw that Ivan held the broom steadily, and nodded in appreciation, and went to teach other students. Harry was a little stunned by Ivan's trick. Ivan put his hand in front of his mouth and made a silent gesture to Harry. He was also relieved in his heart. At least this class would not get a bad review. As long as there are academic points, riding a broom is not a piece of cake. However, Ivan complained for a long time about the fact that the system only has one redemption option, the academic experience card. Why is there no redemption that can enhance talent? What if he, a mediocre student, pretends to be an academic master and is exposed? Where can he get academic points then? In order to keep his class evaluation, Ivan imagined hundreds of cool riding methods and possible troubles in the process of flying in his mind while Madam Hooch was teaching other students. And pray that the shabby broom in his hand must give some face. If he can't fly after riding it, wouldn't it be embarrassing? "Look at me, I will only demonstrate it once." After seeing that everyone held the broom steadily in their hands, Madam Hooch walked to the front and demonstrated the correct riding posture. "Wait, when I blow the whistle, you push hard against the ground, remember to hold on to your brooms tightly, and try to rise a few feet." Madam Hooch commanded everyone loudly, and Ivan also rode on the broom in time, ready to experience his first high-altitude flight. However, before Ivan could try, Neville, who was not far away, had already "whooshed" and flew high from his original position, making a huge scream in mid-air. "Ahhh~" Neville flew at least twenty feet high in fear, and the little wizards below were in a mess. Ivan remembered that Neville seemed to fall down, so he took the lead and drew out his staff. "Wingardium Leviosa!" Ivan threw his hand and shot a floating spell at Neville who was falling rapidly from mid-air. The power of magic instantly stopped Neville's fall, and he was suspended in the air more than three meters high. Madam Hooch's heart was also relieved. God knows how worried she was just now. If Neville had a problem in the flying class she taught, Madam Hooch felt that she would not be able to stay in Hogwarts. "Well done, five points for Gryffindor!" Madam Hooch looked at Ivan with appreciation. At the same time, Ivan also received a reminder of the increase in academic performance points, and he was slightly happy. The Gryffindor students also applauded under the leadership of Harry and Ron. However, before everyone's hands clapped a few times, Neville fell directly from mid-air. The scene was very embarrassing for a time "Sorry, Madam Hooch, I seem to have run out of magic power." Ivan's smile was stuck on his face, and he shrugged helplessly. After practicing spells all morning, it was good enough that he could just catch the rapidly falling Neville. Anyway, the academic performance points have been obtained, and the worst thing is to deduct the five points. Madam Hooch did not mean to blame Ivan, but ran quickly to Neville to check his injuries. "Madam Hooch, is Neville okay?" Ivan asked. Ivan felt that he had cushioned the blow, so it shouldn't cause more serious injuries, right? "Not bad, just a minor injury." Madam Hooch checked and helped Neville up with his bruised face. The scene of Neville falling straight from the sky just now almost scared her, so even though Neville's injuries were not serious, Madam Hooch insisted on sending him to the infirmary. "Okay, kids, I'm going to take Neville to the hospital. I hope you can all stay here before I come back. No one is allowed to fly without permission!" After Madam Hooch finished speaking, she took Neville, who still had tears on his face, and walked towards the castle. When they walked away, the Slytherin students burst into laughter, and Draco Malfoy laughed. "Did you see that? That big, stupid, slug-like guy fell from the sky. I guess he won't even dare to ride a broom in the future." "Enough, Malfoy!" Harry couldn't stand it anymore and stood up to tell Malfoy to shut up. However, Malfoy didn't show any sign of repentance, but mocked him even more. "Oh my God, our Potter is actually the friend of that stupid guy!" "Of course we are friends, and you are not allowed to call Neville like that!" Harry angrily said to Malfoy. Ivan frowned when he heard that. But when he watched the movie, Ivan knew that Malfoy was just a naughty kid, but his character was not too bad. Ivan was thinking this when he suddenly heard Malfoy pointing at him. "Friend? Like him, a friend who drops the stupid guy from the sky after adding points?" Ivan's mouth twitched, and he stepped forward, rolled up his sleeves, and punched Malfoy in the face, knocking Malfoy to the ground. , the naughty kid is really the most annoying "You dare to hit me? I will make my dad expel you!" Malfoy touched his swollen cheek, got up from the ground in a rage, and cursed. Ivan didn't care about Malfoy's threat. Although old Malfoy was a director of Hogwarts, he didn't have the right to directly expel a student. Dumbledore would not expel him for such a small matter. After all, he was more or less a friend of the savior Harry. "Ivan, well done." Ron also rolled up his sleeves and stood up at this time. He had been unhappy with Malfoy for a long time. "Enough! Ivan, Ron, what would Madam Hooch think if she came back and saw you fighting? You will be expelled!" Hermione looked at Ivan and others angrily, looking a little hysterical. Malfoy took advantage of Ivan's distraction and flew directly into the air on his broom. Perhaps the advantage of being in the air gave Malfoy a sense of security. After being beaten, Malfoy did not repent but took out a crystal ball, held it high, and said to everyone. "Look what this is? That big guy's crystal ball! Let me think where I should hide it? Or how about throwing it on the tree? Aren't you friends of that big guy? Come up and get it!" "Malfoy!" Harry was almost furious. He ignored Hermione's dissuasion and rode his broom directly into the air. Although it was the first time for Harry to fly on a broom, he was very stable. Soon, the two of them started fighting in the air. Seeing this, Ivan naturally planned to help. He put the broom under his crotch and imitated Harry's take-off posture, hoping to experience the feeling of flying. However, the broom seemed to have its own ideas. No matter how Ivan shook the top of the broom, the latter did not move. Move, move, why don't you move? Ivan patted the broomstick in frustration, and then he remembered that he seemed to have not even completed the first step of sensing the broom. Fortunately, before Ivan stood there stupidly for too long, Hermione had already stood in front of Ivan with her hands outstretched. "Ivan, are you going to break the school rules too?" The little witch stared at Ivan in front of her angrily. "No, I think Harry can handle it without me." Ivan quickly took the opportunity to throw the broom in his hand to the ground, shrugged indifferently, and motioned Hermione to look at the sky. Riding on the broom, Harry was like a fish in water in mid-air, and soon suppressed Malfoy. Hermione even suspected that Harry had practiced before coming to school. However, Malfoy obviously would not give up so easily. Seeing that he was no match for Harry, Malfoy decisively threw the glass ball in his hand into the distance. "Here, take it," Malfoy said fiercely. The glass ball flew far away after being thrown by Malfoy. Harry rushed after it and almost hit the bricks of the castle. Then he dived down with the glass ball. "No, Harry, stop!" Hermione shouted in horror, and Malfoy laughed loudly. It was not until he saw Harry make a beautiful dive and stop to hold the glass ball in his hand that Malfoy's smile froze on his face. However, neither Malfoy nor Harry noticed the surprised expression of Professor McGonagall in front of an open window in the distance. Hermione and others who had been worried about Harry breathed a sigh of relief, and Ron even pulled out his wand. "We have to teach Malfoy a lesson!" "Stand still!" Ron shouted out the Leg Locking Curse he had just learned in the Charms class. In class, Ron had used it once by chance, making a toad used in the experiment jump with its hind legs together for a whole class. However, luck was not on Ron's side this time. The dark wand just emitted a bunch of strange white smoke and then stopped responding. Malfoy, who was flying in the sky on his broom, was also startled at first and was even ready to dodge. However, when he saw Ron's embarrassment, he burst into laughter. Ron's cheeks were flushed red, and he was so angry that he wanted to jump into the air and poke the wand in his hand into Malfoy's broken mouth! "I'd better do it." Looking at Ron's furious look, Ivan sighed helplessly. After all, he had rested for a while, so it was no problem to cast one or two spells. But in order to avoid any accidents, Ivan still said to Hermione, who seemed a little overwhelmed by the various changes beside him. "Hermione, do you still remember the spell of the levitation spell?" "Of course." Hermione looked at Ivan strangely and nodded in a daze. Why ask this? "That's good." Before Hermione could figure it out, Ivan whispered while raising his wand.

"Petrify all!" As Ivan chanted the spell of the petrification spell, a gray-white light shot out from Ivan's wand and flew towards Malfoy in the distance. In mid-air, Malfoy, who was feeling proud, did not expect Ivan's action at all, and was hit hard by the petrification spell. His originally fair skin turned into a stiff gray in less than half a second, and his expression and movements also remained at the moment of being petrified. In this state, Malfoy could not even move a finger, let alone control the broom under him, and immediately fell straight from the sky. Of course, although his body was petrified, Malfoy's consciousness was still intact. But if there was a choice, Malfoy would rather not know anything. After all, falling from a high altitude and watching the ground getting closer and closer, this feeling of gradually approaching death is enough to make people collapse. If he hadn't been petrified, Malfoy would have started singing high notes long ago. The moment Ivan hit Malfoy with the petrification spell, he turned to Hermione and said, "Hermione, now!" The clever little witch understood Ivan's intention the moment he made his move, but now Hermione obviously had no time to blame Ivan. She only had time to glare at Ivan.