chapter 32: Flight lessons

Amidst the excitement and anxiety of the little wizards, time quickly came to 3:30 in the afternoon. Fisch walked out of the castle with other Gryffindor students and came to the bridge between Hogwarts Castle and the Forbidden Forest. on the grass.

The Slytherin students had already been waiting there, and on the ground next to them, twenty broomsticks were neatly arranged there.

The students of Gryffindor and Slytherin are always disgusted with each other, except for Fisch. The Slytherin freshmen all smiled and greeted Fisch, and then stretched their faces in the next second, giving the other Gryffindor a cold and disdainful look.

If it was in the past, the little lions said they must show their attitude to fight back one or two.But now that the Gryffindor freshmen who have two special characters, Harry and Fisch, decided not to care about the jealous Slytherins. They proudly lifted their chins and huddled them to the other side of the broom. Stand still.

After a while, the flight class teacher, Ms.Hooch, arrived.

First, she sternly scanned the freshmen of the two colleges with those yellow eyes like eagles, but when she saw Fisch Ms. Hooch's expression was obviously softer.

"It really is like this again..."

Ron whispered, as the most inconspicuous member of the multi-child family, he was extremely envious of Fisch's ability to let everyone spoil him.

"Okay, what are you all waiting for?"

Ms. Hooch's voice was very loud, as if she had used an amplification spell,

"Everyone is standing next to a flying broom. Hurry, hurry, hurry up."

Fisch ignorantly imitated the appearance of other people, stood next to a flying broom, and before Ms.Hooch instructions, he bent over and picked it up.

licked the broom in his hand, feeling the firmness from the palm of his hand, Fisch subconsciously licked his mouth.

The little tongue ran across the teeth, and Fisch opened his mouth slightly. After hesitating for a moment, he finally restrained the urge to bite on the broomstick.

recalled the cover of Minerva's book that he tore off. He learned the picture in his memory and put the broom between his legs.

Ok? Why didn't it fly?

Fisch tilted his head suspiciously and frowned.Before Ms. Hooch, who discovered his actions, had time to rectify Fisch's behavior, Fisch had already slapped the handle of the flying broomstick.

"Hurry up! Fly me up!" シ(ΦωΦ)シ

After being slapped by Fisch, the flying broomstick under his crotch was immediately stimulated. It rose into the sky like a rocket launch, carrying Fisch on the broomstick into the air 100 feet high.

"Stop it!"

Ms.Hooch's face instantly turned pale, she shouted from below.

But the irritated flying broom didn't care about it. After flying to an altitude of about 130 feet with Fisch, it began to shake frantically, as if he wanted to throw off the student who dared to offend it.

"meow ha ha ha ha ha!" o(*≧▽≦*)o

However, this level of shaking is nothing to Fisch. He sat on the flying broom happily, with his fists held high, and his mouth let out a cheerful laugh.

After a while, he seemed to feel that this was not enough. He put his hands on the wooden handle of the broomstick, and a slew his legs high. When he was completely upside down, he bent down and lowered his legs, and stood directly on the broomstick above.

This time, the flying broomstick was completely irritated. It shook frantically, piercing through the branches and leaves of the tree, and was about to throw Fisch off of itself.

Fiach's balance is good, even in a human form and wearing shoes, he really can't stand the toss of a flying broomstick, and it's quite painful to hit the branches on his body.

So when he was swaying and about to fall, he directly changed back to the form of a cat, leaning on the wooden handle of the flying broomstick, his sharp claws popped out of the meat pad, and he firmly grasped the wooden handle, by the way He also gave himself a spider-walking technique.

In this way, even if the flying broom is turned upside down, it is impossible to shake Fisch down, and the body is reduced, and the branches can't hit him. For a time, there is no way for the flying broom to take Fisch.

After sat down on the broomstick again, Fisch began to try to control it.

It's not that he was scared, it's mainly because of this kind of flying that he didn't control. After flying for a while, it became a little boring.

And the Flying Broomstick seemed to have accepted his fate. After finding that he could not do anything with Fisch, Fisch just tried to shake his body, and it actually adjusted its direction obediently.

"Meow!"

Fisch raised his neck excitedly and let out a howl, and then controlled the flying broomstick to scurry around in the sky.

"Fish! Don't be afraid! Find a chance to control it!"

Ms. Hooch didn't know that Fisch had already surrendered the flying broomstick under his feet. After telling others not to move, she quickly stepped on a flying broomstick and chased after her.

Fisch heard Ms. Huo Qi's call and turned to look, only to see that she was riding on another broomstick, closely following himself.

"Meow!"

Fisch cried out to Ms. Hooch, then turned his head back, pressed his body down, and controlled the flying broomstick, which was a rapid dive, and instantly moved a long distance away from Ms. Hooch

Well, although Fisch has heard what Ms. Hooch yelled before, he is just a little cat. It is reasonable to not understand these complicated human languages, right?

Looking at the short-haired teacher, he should look like the little professor, planning to play with me.

That's right! It must be so! (=ΦωΦ=)?

Fisch drove the flying broomstick back and forth between the towers of Hogwarts Castle, while Ms. Hooch who followed him, was sweating profusely.

Whether it is due to the influence of animal affinity or the responsibility of being a teacher, Ms.Hooch is worried about what might happen to Fisch.

Until now, she thought that the flying broomstick was out of control, and the meowing from time to time in front of her was Fisch calling her for help.

In addition to Ms. Hooch, the little wizards who also participated in the flying class were also kept in the dark. They all raised their heads and looked worriedly at the two flying broomsticks in the sky, silently observing Fisch in their hearts and prayed.

The movement here even alarmed some professors and students who were temporarily out of class in the school. They poked their heads out of the windows one after another, including Professor McGonagall.

Unlike the others, Professor McGonagall understood that Fisch's cry was not asking for help at all, but the kid's yelling excitedly after he went crazy.

"Fish! Stop it!"

Although I don't know the cause and effect, Professor McGonagall can also guess that it is most likely that the kid Fisch is doing some trouble. She stretched most of her body out of the window, and she see the he was still sneaking around with Ms. Hooch and roared at Fisch

"Meow?"

Fisch heard Professor McGonagall's voice and knew that things were going bad, but instead of stopping obediently, he controlled the flying broomstick to fly to the owl shed.

I had so much fun before. He didn't have this idea to stop yet, but after Professor McGonagall yelled at him. He calm down, Fisch immediately thought of the tower where the bad old man had been preventing him from entering.

He didn't really want to catch an owl and try it, he just wanted to fight the bad old man.

"shit!"

Seeing the direction where Fisch was flying, Professor McGonagall's heart suddenly shook.

Dumbledore, who was still standing by the window of the principal's room watching the show, changed his face greatly. He quickly apparated and came to the owl shed.

But when Dumbledore arrived at the owl shed, he found that the situation inside was different from what he had imagined.

The flying broom is hovering in the middle of the shed at this time. Fisch, a cat, is sitting on it. Several owls are standing beside him. The owls standing on the left and right of Fisch are using their hook-like beaks. Groom him his hair, and Fisch also licked their feathers twice in response from time to time.

(°V°)(°v°)(=ΦωΦ=)(°v°)(°v?°)(°v?°)

When this happens, it is naturally the effect of animal affinity. In fact, Fisch was able to catch the owl because of the animal affinity. Before he showed his intention to attack, the owls would not have a defensive mentality against him. .

"Oh... well, it looks like my worry is unnecessary."

Seeing this harmonious scene in front of him, Dumbledore straightened his glasses on the bridge of his nose and muttered a little.

But he changed his mind, maybe this was made by Fisch deliberately for himself, and it may not be necessary to sneak in to hunt owls after he relaxes his vigilance.

Dumbledore, who has fought wits and courage with Fisch many times, but knows how cunning this little cat is...

Of course, compared with Dumbledore himself, that's still a lot worse.

"Fisch! Are you okay?!"

Ms. Hooch riding a flying broomstick, followed by Fisch rushed into the owl shed, shocked the owls inside fluttered and scattered.

"Principal Dumbledore?"

Seeing Fischstaying safe on the flying broomstick, Ms. Hooch sighed with great relief, and then saw the principal standing by the door.

"Good afternoon, Rolanda."

Dumbledore greeted her with a smile,

"Fisch, leave it to us. You might as well continue to go back to teach other students now."

"Boom!"

Before Dumbledore could speak, Professor McGonagall smashed the door of the owl shed and rushed in. The loud knocking on the door made the owls fly around.

"Fisch!"

Nodded to Dumbledore and Ms. Hooch, Professor McGonagall, with a dark face, walked quickly in front of him. She was trembling with anger,

"How dare you..."

But halfway through her words, Fisch jumped off the flying broomstick, lunged at Professor McGonagall, and turned into a human form in mid-air.

Professor McGonagall could only stop scolding, and reached out to catch Fisch.

"Minerva!"

Fisch's eyes lit up on Professor McGonagall, and he pointed to the flying broomstick behind him and shouted

"I want that meow!"

?(=●ω●=)?

Looking at Fisch's heartless look, Professor McGonagall drew the corners of his mouth, and then roared:l

"Don't think about it! Also! Gryffindor deducts twenty points!"