Hogwarts Blood Wizard

　　 "Who can tell me what happened here!" Mrs. Hodge looked around the little wizards, and then turned her attention to Malfoy and Harry.

　　 Harry and Malfoy both turned pale in fright, and Ivan was the first to answer.

　　 "Mrs. Hodge, as you can see, they are just practicing flying skills."

　　 A tangled color flashed across Malfoy's face, and he opened his mouth to tell the story of Ivan's attack on him with the petrification spell, but in the end he closed his mouth and did not refute it.

　　 After all, Malfoy understood that if he said it, Ivan would definitely steal the Neville crystal ball and provoked him. Which of the two punishments is heavier, Malfoy still knew clearly in his heart.

　　 In order to avoid going to the confinement room and being lifted by Filch, Malfoy reluctantly accepted that he and Harry were “friendly” to practice flying together.

　　 But Malfoy would never allow the annoying Ivan to stay out of the matter, even when he spoke.

　　 "Yes, but it was not just the two of us who flew just now."

　　 While talking, Malfoy raised his eyebrows at Ivan. The threatening expression on his face was obvious. Mrs. Hodge also shifted her attention from Malfoy and Harry to Ivan.

　　 "Okay, I admit..." Ivan shrugged indifferently, and his heart was filled with the character of the bear kid who had been spitting out the Malfolk.

　　 Ivan and Malfoy glanced at each other uncomfortably, but the two sides still faintly reached an agreement in the intersection of their eyes, without revealing the truth to each other... a temporary truce!

　　 Malfoy was frightened by the punishment Ivan said, and Ivan was worried about being drawn to patrol the forbidden forest.

　　 With Ivan’s current small body, he is not ready to take this risk...

　　 Harry, who had been watching, had a dazed expression on his face. Shouldn't it be Malfoy who took Neville's crystal ball and then took it back by himself?

　　 When did he practice flying friendly with Ivan and Malfoy?

　　 But under the frequent hints that suggested Ivan's eyes, Harry still wisely chose to shut up.

　　 "I should have said before I want to leave, no one is allowed to fly a broomstick until I come back!" Hearing that three students were flying privately while they were not there, Mrs. Hodge was very angry for a while.

　　Navi has just been taken to the hospital by her, what if there is another accident?

　　 "I'm sorry, Professor!" Ivan first apologized politely, and then said immediately.

　　 "But I think no little wizard can resist the temptation to fly freely on a broomstick. Who doesn't want to be a glorious Quidditch after graduation to win glory for the country?"

　　 "As for Malfoy and Neville, it was just an accident. Fortunately, our Levitation Charm worked well, and no one was injured."

　　 Ivan talked endlessly about his love for Quidditch, only to say that he was going to become a Quidditch champion in the future!

　　 Mrs. Hodge's face looks better. As a flight class professor, Mrs. Hodge is also a fan of flying and Quidditch, so she can naturally understand the desire.

　　 "Even so, you must pay the price for violating school regulations..."

　　 Even though she was not as angry as she was at the beginning, Mrs. Hodge put down her face, thinking about how to punish these troublemakers, but was interrupted by Professor McGonagall who arrived in time.

　　 "Mrs. Hodge, can you stop first? I might want to borrow Mr. Potter from you."

　　 "Of course..." Madam Hodge was a little surprised at first, then nodded quickly.

Mrs. Hodge didn’t see the process of Harry’s flight just now. She thought it was Harry who made other mistakes and was found by Professor McGonagall, so it was simple to take Harry’s flying class privately on the broomstick. Said it.

　　 Professor McGonagall just nodded, and then motioned to Harry to follow him.

　　 There was a paste in Harry's head, and he still didn't know what happened. He could only follow Professor McGonagall in fear.

　　 After Madam Hodge watched the two leave, she turned around and realized that there was still someone to deal with. "Ivan, Malfoy, your actions will deduct five points for your respective colleges, and then continue to class!"

　　 Ivan's face turned bitter, and he didn't care about being deducted points. In the past few days, just answering questions in class, Ivan had won ten points for the academy, and a five-point deduction would not make anyone blame him.

　　 But Ivan felt a little painful when I continued to take the flight class. He secretly prayed that the class would end soon, or would I just wear it for help?

　　 Ivan would have to pretend to be holding a broomstick in a flying posture, while trying to reduce the sense of presence and fish quietly.

However, things went counterproductive. Due to the frequent situation in the previous flight class, Mrs. Hodge didn't dare to let these little wizards fly around. She prepared to come one by one. Malfoy gave Ivan the unfortunate platoon. In the first place.

　　 Ivan looked at the flying broomstick in his hand, couldn't help sighing, and couldn't help but regret it. He had known that he had a bad flying skills.

　　 Now being trapped by Malfoy, he wants to say that he can't fly.

　　 Ivan tried helplessly, this time the flying broom gave Ivan a little bit of face, and under the control, he flew staggeringly.

Despite this, Ivan was very happy to experience flying for the first time. After a little acceleration, he felt the cold and stern wind echoing in his ears. The surrounding roof tiles flew by one by one. This feeling of freedom is far more than flying by plane. It's wonderful.

　　 After flying for a while, Ivan landed smoothly.

　　 Madam Hodge pursed her lips, obviously not too satisfied. After all, Mrs. Hodge held high hopes for Ivan’s previous performance. How come she flies and shakes now...

　　 Ivan had to cough a clear cough, covering his embarrassment. "Ahem, professor, I think this broomstick may be too old...it's a bit unstable when flying...I used to fly pretty well."

　　 Malfoy was grinning and snickering. He didn't expect that Ivan's flying skills were so bad. No wonder he had been on the ground before and didn't fly up like Harry.

　　 But unexpectedly, Ivan said suddenly.

　　 "You mean? Malfoy? How else would you suddenly fall from under the broom..."

　　 Malfoy, who was snickering, couldn't laugh anymore, so he had to look at Ivan bitterly, and it took him a long time to hold back a word.

　　 "Of course, I also think there may be a problem with these broomsticks..."

　　 How else can he say? Slap yourself in the face?

　　 Malfoy said that he was also very desperate. In order not to be punished, the truth cannot be told, or else it can be said that he fell because of his poor skills?

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