Chapter 37 The upcoming flight class

Author: Aurora Scatters

Chapter 37 The upcoming flight class

From the excitement of being exposed to magic at the beginning of school to the painful homework of biting a quill, the little wizards spent very short time. Although in the first and second grades, students even had more free time than class time, they couldn't help but play these little guys who had just come into contact with magic.

At least half of the little wizards are doing homework on weekends, because Monday is Professor McGonagall's transformation technique. It is really difficult to learn science with brain-burning skills. Most of the time, some things force you to get too anxious and you can grit your teeth and get it done. But transformation technique is different. This unusual abstract magic says no, but no, and even if you force someone to death.

However, this kind of thing has nothing to do with Harry. He had already done all his homework and was walking around in a vain with the flower pot. He took a few seeds from Professor Sprout, including a magical plant called Walking Grass. According to unreliable news, walking around in the flower pot with the flower pot helped it sprout. Harry, who believed this nonsense, had been wandering around for two hours.

After returning to the common room, a group of little wizards gathered in front of the notice board at the door of the lounge. Looking at their excited appearance, there was probably some good news.

"What happened? What happened?"

Harry squeezed in along the gap where the crowd didn't exist, and then saw a brand new notice that starting Tuesday, Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw will take flight class together.

"Harry! You saw it, right?"

Neville, with a red face, waved at Harry on the soft chair by the fireplace. The other two roommates in the dormitory were there at this moment. Seeing Harry coming, they moved out a free seat for him and started a lively discussion again.

"Rov, let's talk about it. The magical world is so wonderful. The wizard actually rode a launch vehicle when he went out! There are rockets! This name sounds very powerful. Our plane is simply inferior. Although there are also jet packs that can be taken to the sky, disposable high-energy batteries are controlled products. If you don't join the army, you will probably not be able to touch them in your life."

Compared to Harry, Justin Finlieri, who was born in a Muggle family, is always very excited by the new things in the magic world. Obviously, the flying world has hit him with a sense of pleasure. In the Muggle world, aircraft are quite common. After having a somewhat outrageous energy source such as high-energy batteries, Muggle's ripped tech tree is a bit too much to be honest.

"What's even more magical should be the Muggles' planes, right? The iron lump weighing dozens of tons will go to heaven. And you don't have magic yet, this is an incredible thing."

Rov Scarmand has no prejudice against Muggles, but is also curious about the strange world next to them. When their family is studying magical creatures, they will inevitably come into contact with ordinary creatures, and those creatures that do not have magic are also charming.

"Then let me talk about the latest model of the light wheel 2000? The light wheel company has made a big deal this time. Their newly designed light wheel 2000 intercontinental missile completely revolutionized the Quidditch competition mode, which is smart, high-speed and super durable. The rockets I used before always appear stiff when turning, and the new model of missiles completely avoided this disadvantage."

As soon as he mentioned about Quidditch, Rove became excited. As a native wizard, his passion for Quidditch was no less than that of Muggles and football.

"I can't wait to see this year's Quidditch World Cup, but the tactical changes brought by the new missiles should not appear so quickly. The next session, that is, the next Quidditch World Cup hosted by our England, will definitely be the most exciting session in history!"

"Wait four years later, the new Quidditch tactics formed by missiles are absolutely wonderful!"

"It's great, Rov, you must be very good at flying, right?" Neville spoke with a little enviousness when Rov moistened his mouth with lemon juice. "I've never rode before. I'll be in trouble when I stand on the ground. Grandma should be right if I don't let me get close."

Although Neville, who was a little dejected, was looking forward to Tuesday's flight class, he was not so confident about whether he could ride on it steadily.

"What are you afraid of? Neville, there will always be a first time."

Harry smiled and hugged Neville's shoulder, patted him on the shoulder to encourage him, "It's the first time I've come into contact with this, but I think I'm flying pretty well."

"Huh?" Rove put down his cup and looked at Harry, "You're not Harry, you've ridden on the holiday? Which one did you buy?"

Rove, who reacted instantly, guessed the answer. Harry grew up in a Muggle family. If he had the chance to get in touch with Rockets and Rockets, he would definitely be in the remaining holiday after going to Diagon Alley.

"Well, I went to my grandfather's house during the holidays, and there was a mountain with no one nearby. Since casting magic is allowed by default before going to Hogwarts, it would not be too much to fly into the sky, right? No one saw it anyway."

"I bought a 2,000-plus wheel. Now I don't know if the professor will allow me to take it out in school."

“You can participate in the first grade.”

“Bright wheel 2000!”

After Rov spoke in surprise, the people sitting in other positions also cast curious eyes. Suddenly, he lowered his voice and asked excitedly: "Did you buy it, and have you brought it?"

"Well, it's better to act than to be moved. If you like it, buy it."

"Two Hundred and Thirty Garons" Rov frowned with some sorrow, "I've saved a little less pocket money over the past few years, what a pity."

"It's okay, I'll release a new model next year. If it's not enough to buy new ones, the old ones will definitely be discounted."

"That's right." Rov, who was in a good mood, showed a mouthful of white teeth. "Then I'll buy it next year, and I'll save enough money next year. If it really doesn't work, I'll pick up the feathers of the lightning. One thunderbird's feather can be sold for twenty or thirty gallons. It's enough to pick up two from the bird's nest. At worst, I can be scolded by my grandfather, and I'll just hide behind my grandmother."

"Hiss~" Neville, who was stunned, took a breath, "What kind of family are you? Can you raise thunderbirds at home?!"

"Ah haha, it's all my grandfather." Rov scratched his head a little embarrassedly. He actually didn't like to attract attention, but what he heard was a good friend in the dormitory. He said, "I can send you one on your birthday. If you do this, my grandfather will agree. He doesn't like me to resell things from home, but it's no problem to send them to friends."

Rov patted his chest and said proudly that these things are not rare in his family. If we were to consider the family's fortune, perhaps Hagrid, who had been in the Forbidden Forest for fifty years, could compare the inventory levels with the Newt family.

To be honest, even Newt, the magical beast master, couldn't take out the floored unicorn carpets. His zoo did not have dozens of one hundred unicorns, so he had to have the unique forbidden forest to support so many powerful magical creatures.
Chapter completed!