As the first-year students picked up the brooms around them one after another, Mrs. Huo Qi began to demonstrate to these eager little guys how to hold and ride them correctly, and at the same time correct some bad habits and habits of those students from wizarding families.
Irregular actions.
Although these freshmen have all ridden flying broomsticks at home, this does not mean that they have truly mastered the essentials of flying.
In particular, the flying classes at Hogwarts are often tasked with providing fresh blood for each college's Quidditch teams.
Therefore, all bad habits and irregular actions must be corrected.
Otherwise, maybe it’s not a big problem to fly around without confrontation.
But if you go to the court and participate in a fierce confrontation, you will fall off the broom in a minute.
It's a trivial matter to break your arms or legs. If it's a big deal, just catch it and it'll be over.
But if you break your neck, smash your head and die on the spot, the consequences will become quite serious.
Therefore, whenever she sees something wrong with her movements, Mrs. Huo Qi will immediately criticize her in a very harsh tone.
Not surprisingly, both Ron and Malfoy were corrected many times, which made both of them quite uncomfortable.
In contrast, the new students from Muggle families strictly followed the requirements and maintained the standard riding posture, so they rarely received reprimands.
After a round of corrections, Mrs. Huo Qi returned to the open space and said: "Now, everyone listen to my whistle. When the whistle sounds, you should push hard to get off the ground. Remember! Push hard.
!At the same time, hold the front end of the broom tightly, lean forward slightly, slowly rise a few feet, and then fall vertically back to the ground. Three—two—"
However, Neville, who was clumsy in everything he did, was obviously overly nervous. Before the whistle blew, his feet subconsciously kicked the ground hard, and his whole body flew into the air more than ten meters high with a whooshing sound.
"Come back! Come back quickly!"
Mrs. Huo Qi shouted nervously, obviously frightened by this scene.
She doesn't want any accidents to happen in her class.
But unfortunately, Neville obviously does not have the ability to control a flying broom. Instead, he is controlled by the broom to fly higher and higher.
Finally, when he reached about thirty meters, he could no longer suppress the fear in his heart. He turned pale and let go of his hands, slamming them to the ground under the acceleration of gravity.
This height is equivalent to a nine-story building.
Let alone a child, even an adult would be in danger if he fell.
Because the thing happened so suddenly, no one had time to react, and Mrs. Huo Qi couldn't even draw out her magic wand.
Just when poor Neville was about to have a close contact with the ground, a voice suddenly came from behind.
"Wingardim Leviosa!"
Instantly!
Neville, who was probably less than a few centimeters from the ground, suddenly stopped without actually hitting him.
A few taller green grass roots even touched my nose and face.
I saw that Zuo Si had taken out his wand at some point, and he knew that he had cast the floating spell just now without asking.
"Perfect levitation spell! Ten points for Slytherin!"
Seeing that Neville was fine, Mrs. Hoqi breathed a sigh of relief and quickly walked over and carefully helped him up from the ground.
It turned out that although Neville's body did not collide directly with the ground, one of his arms was still severely punched due to the random swing of his arms as he fell.
I don’t know if it’s a fracture, but my wrist is obviously quite swollen.
Although this is a serious injury in the Muggle world, it is obviously nothing to wizards. Generally speaking, it only takes a few healing spells to solve it.
But out of caution, Mrs. Huo Qi decided to take Neville for a checkup immediately.
But before leaving, she did not forget to turn around and warn the new students: "I am going to send this child to Madam Pomfrey now. No one of you is allowed to move until I come back! Put the broomstick back to its original position.
Earth! Otherwise, I guarantee that you will be kicked out of Hogwarts before you can see the first Quidditch match."
I have to say that this threat is still very intimidating.
After all, for a group of children, being expelled from the school is tantamount to the sky falling apart, so they all seem to be very honest.
At least during the time when Mrs. Huo Qi disappeared from sight, no one took the risk of being fired.
But when the two of them were completely gone, Master Malfoy, who had already lost his patience, jumped out and mocked in his villainous tone: "Did you see the look on that idiot's face just now? He can even control a broomstick.
Can't help it, it's really a disgrace to our pure-blood family. If I were him, I would have no shame in continuing to stay at Hogwarts."
"Shut up! Malfoy!"
Parvati Patil, an Indian girl, scolded sternly.
"Huh? Why, you want to protect Longbottom? I didn't expect you to like the chubby little tearbag."
Pansy Parkinson, who is also from Slytherin House, also joined the battle group, and just one sentence made the former furious.
Women are obviously inherently more advantageous than men when it comes to eccentricity and hostility.
After a while, a small-scale verbal quarrel led by a few people turned into a tense confrontation between the two colleges.
Obviously, the scene described by Gustave Le Pen in the book "The Crowd" is taking place among this group of little wizards.
They don’t know what kind of ecstasy the Hogwarts Sorting Hat poured into them. In just a few days, they became a part of their respective houses, and even developed a strong identity.
"Hey! Soth! Aren't you going to take care of them?" Hermione couldn't help but asked in a low voice.
"Who cares? In what capacity?"
Zuo Si smiled half-heartedly and asked two key questions.
Hermione was stunned for a moment, suddenly realizing that the other party was not a prefect, but seemed to be ostracized and isolated in Slytherin House.
But soon, she asked in an uncertain tone: "If there is a fight later, who will you help?"
"No one will help. I don't care about such trivial matters. Anyway, it won't be long before the professors come forward to solve it." Zuo Si put on an indifferent attitude.
"Even if the students of Slytherin House were beaten to pieces?" Hermione's eyes were full of doubts and confusion.
Zuo Si nodded without hesitation: "Yes. Slytherin students are beaten by themselves. Does it have anything to do with me?
I came to Hogwarts to learn magic and knowledge, not to play house games and let others label me with an identity and then act according to the rules they specified.
In fact, which college I join has absolutely no impact on me.
As for the College Cup, college honors, college history, and the philosophy of the college founder, I don't care at all.
Even if someone stepped on the Slytherin House logo in front of me and threw it into the pit, I would just stand aside and watch silently, maybe even applaud.
In addition, I also suggest that you should not take the academy too seriously, let alone change yourself to cater to the vulgar, short-sighted and stupid so-called correct views of most people.
Because all the people, ideas, knowledge and books in this world are, without exception, full of pride and prejudice.
This is true for you and me, and so is the four founders of Hogwarts.
They use the sorting hat to select students who are suitable for inheriting their thoughts and will, and then strengthen these characteristics through competition between colleges, and ultimately make the students in the college become as much like themselves as possible.
This is a kind of brainwashing, but also a kind of ideological assimilation, which makes you unknowingly agree with those boring ideas under the influence of group consciousness.
In other words, the four founders used this method to continue their competition after death, that is, who can teach better students.
A group of living people were manipulated by four dead people. Don't you think this is ridiculous and sad at the same time?"
As these words blurted out, Hermione's face instantly turned pale.
Coming from a Muggle family, she is better able to understand what Zuo Siduo wants to express than her classmates who come from a wizarding family.
To put it simply, whether it is the sorting ceremony or the competition between colleges, they are essentially a subtle influence and control on students' thoughts and consciousness.
At Hogwarts, all students are labeled Gryffindor, Slytherin, Ravenclaw, and Hufflepuff.
Through rewards and punishments such as extra points, subtracted points, college cups, and Quidditch matches, students are forced to develop a collective consciousness and identity, and gradually consciously integrate the iconic characteristics of the college into their own personalities.
As a very independent and smart girl, Hermione recalled the changes in her classmates in the past few days, and the more she thought about it, the more frightened she became. She even felt that she almost became one of them, and she couldn't help but shudder.p>
When she came to her senses, Harry and Malfoy were already riding broomsticks in an aerial competition.
In the blink of an eye, Professor McGonagall, who saw this scene, appeared on the lawn and pulled Harry towards the castle.
Students from Gryffindor House came forward to plead for mercy, while students from Slytherin House stood aside and sneered.
A flying lesson ended hastily.
To be continued...