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Chapter 88 William's (shameful) flying lesson

“Not good at it?”

Professor Keitelborn exclaimed in awe when William confessed that he had never touched the broom.

Next, William truly experienced the scene of being watched - all the professors present, without exception, had the problem of liking to teach others.

"Professor William, don't need to be nervous. The broom is very obedient. You just need to stand in front of it."

"That's right hand, just stretch out your right hand, put your hand next to the broom, and then shout it out." - Another professor interrupted enthusiastically.

‘Why do you look like you are joining in the fun? Just like the audience who are crazy about watching the live broadcast…’

William was surrounded by a group of professors and enjoyed the most luxurious teachers in the entire British magic world - if they were not teaching flight classes, William felt that he could cry happily.

But now, due to the public's anger, William had to listen obediently to the professors' standing posture.

"Okay, I'll write down all the points, little William?"

Professor Keitelborn's excited expression made William feel like he was going to win the penalty kick himself - just flying, not so much, professor!

But Professor Keitelborn obviously couldn't hear William's complaints. He happily slapped the other half of his arm with his remaining hand, "Are you ready? Now countdown - three, two, one, ready!"

"stand up!"

William resisted his shame and shouted the words in front of a bunch of professors.

Then, the broom rolled on the spot and turned half a circle, and changed from I to one.



"Ha ha ha ha!"

The professors around were stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter at the same time.

"Well, it looks like it's on strike."

William shrugged his shoulders, then opened his arm exaggeratedly - at this time, as long as he doesn't feel embarrassed, he won't be embarrassed.

"Mrs. Huoqi, now, should I change the broom or continue trying to make it work?"

Mrs. Huo Qi is one of the rare people who don’t laugh. As a professor of flight class, she has seen many examples of failures in freshmen.

"Professor William, just keep trying, very few people succeed at once."

It took about ten minutes to win William successfully mastered the flight. The exact point was that he could touch the edge of the gate, which was weaker than the first glance at the gate. He was able to fly two meters above the ground.

——

"Well, Professor William doesn't seem to be able to join our game for the time being. Mrs. Huoqi, please be a batsman."

After watching William's ten-minute effort, Professor Kettleborn solemnly invited Mrs. Huo Qi.

All the professors who decided to participate rose to a height of ten meters, and even the onlookers rode brooms to the same height - William thought the professors would feel embarrassed to ride brooms, but now it seems that everyone's view of brooms is like a bicycle.

"Professor William, you must prepare a magic wand and save yourself when the broom is out of control - at the same time, you must also pay attention to the broom not flying out to hurt students. Two meters is the best height for beginners. If it is too high, the out-of-control broom cannot be handled."

Singid said earnestly, and then flew to a height of ten meters with a broom.

...

What? Newbies don’t have human rights?

William looked at the crowd flying up the sky and complained in his heart.

Then, he rode a broom and flew tentatively in the air, accelerating his flight, braked, and turned, having fun alone.

If you don't bring it, don't bring it. Flying is still very interesting.

After flying for a while, William was a little dissatisfied with the air of two meters - even when he stood up by the bus, he shouted to him.

"Professor Singid! Professor Singid, what kind of practice can you fly to a high place?"

Xinjid didn't react, but Mrs. Huo Qi responded quickly, "You can control the acceleration freely. You can try it when turning. Professor William, you can do a head curse, right? Then you can try flying in a slightly higher air on the Black Lake. When you really can't control it, you can rush into the water with a broom. Just prepare the head curse."

He is worthy of being a professor of flight class - he proposed a pretty perfect training plan almost instantly.

William seriously suspected that the professor had such a plan to train students, but in the end he gave up because the first-year freshman could not master the spell of the bubbly.

However, the bubbly spell has no pressure on William - many potions emit a terrifying smell when boiled than the microwave-killing durian core, so the bubbly spell has almost become a necessary protective spell for potion creation.

——

People who have learned a means of transportation always have the urge to go to the toilet. William is no exception. Anyway, the students are all in class, so he simply rode a broom all the way to reach the Black Lake, half flying and half floating in the air of two meters.

This is the largest lake in the school. Because it is class time, no students stay nearby.

Every year, first-year students would row from the Black Lake to school. Occasionally, people would fall off the lake and be rescued by creatures in the lake - some said it was a squid, some said it was an octopus, but the version William heard from Hagrid was an octopus.

"That guy doesn't look too big, he's very gentle. Every few years he'll save a freshman who's enrolled in school and bring in many 'adventurers' who try to hunt treasures at the bottom of the Black Lake."

Hager added accent in the last sentence when she said this - obviously it was a student who, like the Weasley brothers, believed that there was a secret at the bottom of the Black Lake.

‘When I was watching the stars on Saturday, I didn’t think about coming to Black Lake – I was wrong.’

William looked at the sparkling lake water and couldn't help but complain about himself.

The sky is full of stars and the lake of stars, plus magic protection, you don’t need to worry about mosquitoes or something - isn’t it more comfortable than catching a young couple on the lawn?

No matter how much he complained, William still remembers what he was doing here.

‘Put yourself a spell first to prevent you from having too little time to conquer if something happens later.’

‘The flight altitude should not be too high. If the broom is out of control, it should be pulled into the lake water. That will inevitably impact the lake water. If it is too high, it will be a cause for trouble.’

"Prepare the attack spell. If the lake surface is too calm, it will be easy to get hurt when it enters. It will be much better to hit the lake with the obstacle spell."

...

Before deciding to take a more difficult flight, William hovered over the Black Lake while making the most perfect plan.

If you accidentally break your legs or arms because of flight class, the fifth-grade children who went crazy in the exam would probably laugh to death?

With such determination, William re-planned again.

ps: There will be some tomorrow during the day, and it will be fine tonight
Chapter completed!
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