Blake: If Only I Had Known Broomsticks Would Blow Up(2)

Blake had forgotten how strong he was ….

Of course, he also forgot how strong his magic was.

In the first place, it needed to automatically draw upon the magical power of the wizards to provide power.

Just like a magic wand …

So, as soon as Blake provided this magical power …

Then, Blake felt as if he had accidentally twisted the accelerator of a motorcycle.

The broom rose into the sky with a whoosh!

It was so fast that Blake was shocked for a moment.

The broom under him was not the old and broken training broom from the school as he had thought.

Blake, who was flying at top speed, was not worried that he would fall to his death.

After all, he was an archdruid.

If he really fell.

He could turn into a bird and land on the ground.

He wouldn't fall to his death.

Looking at the blue sky above his head.

"I'm already here!"

Blake excitedly tried to grab the broom and lean forward.

"Whoosh!"

The broom carried Blake and once again left an afterimage.

"F * ck!

This is much faster than transforming! "

"But … why can the brooms in this school fly so fast?"

However, at top speed.

Blake didn't think so much.

He dived directly.

Then, it flew over everyone's heads ….

Leaving behind waves of carefree laughter.

And it caused waves of exclamations from the crowd …

After a long time.

Blake stood on the grass with his eyebrows drooping.

Next to him.

The broom was lying on the ground, shivering.

And the tail of the broom was emitting clouds of black smoke from time to time …

Around him.

The students who had just witnessed all of this.

They all looked at Blake with reverence.

Because …

He was really flying too fast!

Even Ms. Hooch couldn't catch up!

And the strongest one was.

At such a fast speed.

He was actually able to land on the ground smoothly.

Instead of smashing into a pile of meat paste on the outer wall of the castle …

"You … You almost scared me to death!"

Ms. Hooch said angrily.

"What the hell is going on?"

In fact, she also wanted to know how Blake could fly so fast.

Even though at this time.

That poor broom might be scrapped.

But if she knew the trick.

Maybe she could accidentally promote a new wave of flying technology.

After hearing the system prompt …

Ms. Hooch was so angry that she dropped another Gold Treasure Chest for Blake.

Blake's gloomy mood instantly vanished.

"I … It's just like what you said."

"Push hard, and then … I flew."

"It was so fast that I was a little scared."

"Then, my body accidentally leaned forward."

"And then …"

Ms. Hooch didn't really believe it.

Was it really that simple?

It was that simple to make that worn-out broom.

Fly at a speed that hasn't flown out since it left the factory?

"Maybe there's something wrong with my magic."

Blake said helplessly.

"In fact, when I bought a wand at Ollivander's Wand Shop.

"Because the magic was too violent, it exploded a lot of wands."

"So … Mr. Ollivander specially made a metal wand for me."

Ms. Hooch looked at Blake in surprise as he took out his long and thick … wand.

It was actually a metal wand?

If that's the case …

Maybe what he said was actually true?

"Okay … You go to Professor Sprout's office and wait for a while."

"Your situation is a bit special. I can't judge if you're still suitable to continue using the flying broom …"

"We have to study it to come to a conclusion."

Blake could only under the admiring gaze of the crowd.

He helplessly walked to Professor Sprout's office.

Although this wave helped him earn a lot of treasure chests.

But

This was indeed not intentional.

Because he really didn't come into contact with the flying broom before.

He didn't know that the principle of the flying broom was similar to the wand.

But it was different from those exploding wands.

The Flying Broom was much sturdier.

Because he could convert all of Blake's magic into speed.

That was why Blake could fly so fast ….

However, that broom was probably going to be scrapped …

Very soon.

Blake came to the door of Professor Sprout's office.

Blake knocked on the door.

"Please come in."

Professor Sprout's gentle voice came from inside.

Blake opened the door.

Professor Sprout was standing by the window, tending to a strange orchid with a kind face.

"Ah, Blake, why are you looking for me?"

"Don't you guys have flying lessons this afternoon?"

Professor Sprout asked in confusion.

"Hmm … It's like this, Professor … I seem to have gotten into trouble …"

Blake recounted what had happened to him in the flying class.

Then, in order to convince Professor Sprout.

Once again, he took out his wand.

Professor Sprout listened carefully to Blake.

"It's not your fault, child."

"I heard about you buying a wand from Professor Dumbledore."

"Your magic is very violent, but you did not do it on purpose, did you?"

Blake said gratefully, "No I did not, but thank you for your trust and understanding, Professor Sprout."

"But … I'm afraid I won't be able to touch a flying broom in the future …"

Professor Sprout smiled and said, "That's not necessarily true."

"When Professor Dumbledore told me about you buying a wand."

He once said that as long as you pay attention to controlling your magic, you can use an ordinary wand.

"On the other hand, if you knew in advance that the flying broom was similar to a wand."

"Would you have paid attention to restraining your magic power?"

Blake nodded.

That was true.

If he knew that the flying broom would also explode.

Then he would never believe Ms Hooch's words and kick it hard …

And he did have the ability to control his magic.

Without hurting the broom.

"Don't worry."

Professor Sprout returned to his desk.

He picked up a quill and seemed to be writing something.

"You just need to control your magic."

"Plus, a good broom …"

"So, you don't have to worry about not having a broom in the future.

Professor Sprout said.

He handed the parchment paper to Blake.

"I want to get a good broom."

"It seems that you can only join our house's Quidditch team."

Professor Sprout looked at him with a smile.

Blake was shocked.

In fact, he didn't have to ride a flying broom.

It was just that when the mood was right, he naturally got into character for a while.

He did not expect Professor Sprout to misunderstand him.

Professor Sprout had a good impression of Blake.

After seeing that Blake seemed to be "depressed" because he wouldn't be able to touch a flying broom in the future.

So, she naturally thought of a good idea for him.

As for Blake's flying skills …

At such a high speed.

He was able to reach her office unscathed.

Was it possible that he had no talent?

So, Professor Sprout decided to recruit him.

Blake became the youngest Quidditch player in Hogwarts hundreds of years.

The kind that was only a few hours earlier than Harry …

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