But at the same time, Yunma Lin An also saw the handsome Oliver Wood.
Oh my gosh!
She couldn't help sighing: Hogwarts does not prohibit romance, but their school does not even select school beauties or school beauties (although she had never heard of such selections when she was in college, but it was mentioned in the novels she had read).
have).
But there is an idea that is just a shame!
What a handsome young man Oliver Wood is! In terms of appearance, he is no worse than Draco and Harry (young bodies)!
He has brown hair. When he is not talking, he is steady and melancholy, like a young man full of thoughts. When he is ridiculous, he is gentle and brilliant...
Lin An closed the book he originally planned to read and couldn't help but look at him again and again - the only person who could rival his handsomeness was James Hollens, the sixth-year prefect of Slytherin.
Oliver was tall and had a good temper, and he didn't have any objections to Harry, a freshman who wanted to try flying broomsticks in his first year:
"Since Professor McGonagall said it, then you can try it and be careful not to fly too high. I will watch you from the side."
As he spoke, he also rode on the school's old broomstick.
"One, two, three—get up!"
Harry couldn't hear what he said.
When he held the broomstick, his heartbeat became louder and louder. At this moment, he rode on it almost in fascination and kicked the ground hard.［］
So he went up.
The air blew through his hair, the blood hit his eardrums, and his robe fluttered behind him.
There was a sudden burst of ecstasy in his heart, and he realized that he had discovered a skill that he could learn by himself without a teacher - so easy, so wonderful! [Original work]
He raised the broomstick a little more, letting it fly higher. Next to him, Oliver Wood was shouting something loudly, but he couldn't hear it clearly at all.
Then an inexplicable impulse came over him, and he suddenly turned the broom to the opposite side, then leaned forward and dived down!
Wood beside him turned pale for a moment, and then followed him without hesitation.
But he found that Harry turned around suddenly, grabbed the broom firmly, and slowly rose up.
-He made a perfect dive.
Riding a broomstick for the first time without anyone’s guidance.
"Harry Potter!"
Professor McGonagall is running towards them!
The lenses of her spectacles flashed with anger: "I asked you to try flying a broomstick, but I didn't say you could do such a dangerous action on your own. You will break your neck——"
But Wood, who was already in fifth grade, was surprised again after his face turned pale.
"Professor, he's a genius! He's riding for the first time! Our team is short of a Seeker, light and agile - OMG! We must get him a decent broom - Professor, Quidditch minimum
One hundred and fifty points!”
Due to Gryffindor's frequent recklessness and lack of class spirit, their scores in the House Cup were simply poor.
Professor McGonagall finally calmed down and glared at Harry: "Come with me."
Wood also quickly followed.
Lin An felt that having an appointment at the Quidditch pitch on Friday was not a good choice.
For example, at this moment, Harry was angrily carried away by Professor McGonagall, and he only had time to give an apologetic look before leaving.
She stood there, waved her wand and saw the time: 5:43 p.m.
