Chapter 43
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Wayne didn't do anything wrong and honestly followed the steps taught by Hooch. He flew well. He is a person who values his life. The broomsticks at the school are all antiques from thirty or forty years ago. Who knows whether they will fall apart? It's safer to fly lower. If something happens, you can react quickly.
Contrary to what he imagined, riding on the broom did not cause any discomfort. Instead, it felt like a soft invisible cushion. It wasn't uncomfortable to watch. Due to their age, these broomsticks are not very fast, but flying in the sky and changing directions freely feels very good.
Wayne flew for a while without any problems. Mrs. Hooch was relieved and started to guide the next person. Gradually, more and more little wizards were in the sky. Most of them did not fly high and just hovered above the ground. It wasn't as powerful as they had boasted before.
Wayne's two roommates had never touched a broomstick and were novices. They clamped the broomsticks between their legs and ran back and forth on the ground, pretending to fly. Ravenclaw's Lisa Dupin accidentally slipped off her broom, and a few more tail hairs fell off her broom.
Wayne became more proficient as he flew, and gradually his altitude increased. From up high, he saw a girl looking at him with a smile. Wayne descended and came to her.
"Cho, why are you here?"
The girl was Cho Zhang from Ravenclaw. Another girl was with her, looking at Cho and Wayne with curiosity and a hint of mischief.
"I don't have classes in the afternoon, so I'm taking a walk with Marietta," Cho said with a generous smile, revealing two cute dimples. "This is your first flying lesson. It seems you have a lot of talent. Maybe you can join the Quidditch team in the future. Oh, I forgot to introduce you."
She pointed to the girl next to her and said, "This is Marietta Acmo, my good friend."
Wayne nodded, "Hello, I'm Wayne Lawrence, a freshman at Hufflepuff." He remembered her name. In the original book, Marietta betrayed Harry and Dumbledore's army to Umbridge, causing Dumbledore to be driven away.
From Harry's perspective, Marietta seemed dishonest and a complete traitor. But if you were in her shoes? Her parents both worked in the Ministry of Magic, and Umbridge blackmailed her. How can a girl who is not yet an adult handle this? Perspectives and attitudes towards situations can vary.
Wayne didn't have ill feelings towards her. "I know you, the little genius in the first grade," Marietta said with a smile. "Professor Flitwick said there must be something wrong with the Sorting Hat. A smart little wizard like you should be in Ravenclaw."
Wayne was speechless and replied, "According to Professor Flitwick, Percy Weasley, Cedric, and even Granger should be in Ravenclaw. Other professors would definitely give him trouble by then."
All three of them laughed. Then he looked at Cho again. "The Quidditch selection should have started. How about it? Did you pass?"
When it came to Quidditch, Cho immediately became excited.
"Passed! I was selected as Ravenclaw's seeker, and I'm still the starter!"
"Congratulations, then. Please be merciful next time you meet Hufflepuff."
Cho pursed her lips and chuckled. "No way, I will definitely catch the Golden Snitch."
The two chatted for a while, but because they were still in class, Wayne couldn't leave so blatantly.
"Don't look, everyone has gone away." Cho's eyes were still on the boy's back. Marietta joked, "Okay, the most handsome guy in the first grade hooked up so quickly. Tell me how you met."
Cho rolled her eyes at her friend angrily, wondering why her words were so unpleasant. But the image of Wayne casting a spell without a wand for the first time the two met appeared in her mind.
"Wayne, who is that? So beautiful." Toby and Norman put down their brooms and came over. Many girls nearby pricked up their ears in gossip.
"It's none of your business. Hurry up and train. I don't know why I thought you two were free-roaming chickens."
Their heads drooped. They seemed to have absolutely no talent for flying and even picked up brooms secretly by themselves. Mrs. Hooch tried several times, but she just shook her head and let them play. Wayne ignored the two lively roommates and continued riding his broom.
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"What? Malfoy wants to duel you?" In the Gryffindor lounge, Ronald looked at Harry in surprise.
"Keep your voice down." Harry quickly looked around and breathed a sigh of relief when no one noticed them.
"What does a wizard duel look like?" Harry asked nervously. "He also asked me to bring an assistant. What is this?"
"Assistant." Ronald stuffed a Bibi multi-flavor bean into his mouth and his face wrinkled. Damn, it tastes like carrots.
"If you or Malfoy fall, the assistants will step up until neither side has the ability to fight."
"I guess Malfoy's assistant is either Crabbe or Goyle."
Harry felt a little confused and asked quickly, "Ronald, can you be my assistant?"
"Of course, I've wanted to teach Malfoy a lesson for a long time." Ronald also became excited.
"We haven't mastered much magic. The most we can do is make the other party have a little nosebleed. Then we'll still have to rely on our fists."
"That's it..."
The two of them discussed a countermeasure. Ronald was stronger than Harry. When the time came, Harry would be responsible for holding down Malfoy and he would be responsible for beating him. Regardless of Crabbe or Goyle, this was a technique Harry learned from Dudley. In a fight, he had to hold one down and beat him to death.
"When are you dueling?" Ronald finally asked.
"Next Friday, in the prize display room on the second floor."
Both of them have to be in confinement these days, so the time can only be postponed. But Harry thinks it's not bad; he can use this week to learn some magic.
"It's so cool that it's night time."
Ronald rubbed his hands excitedly. Not only could he beat Malfoy, but he could also take a night tour in the castle. He has been thinking about it for a long time.
What the two of them didn't notice was that not far away, Hermione, who was immersed in her homework, listened to the entire conversation and pursed her lips.