I'm in Hogwarts, what the hell is the Honghuang system?

Chapter 84 Pure Blood Traitor
Breeze, sunshine, golden rain.

What should have been a beautiful scene, now caused screams of fear and disgust to erupt from all around the flying class venue.

"damn it!"

"This, what is this?"

"vomit!"

The senior Slytherins, who were caught in the golden rain and even had a few drops of it enter their mouths, now had blue faces and knelt on the ground vomiting.

As for the first-year Slytherins in the sky, their faces turned pale.

I felt a surge of urgency in my stomach, as if if I relaxed even a little, I would burst out hungry.

This was not the end yet, and another wave of burning pain rose up.

When these two feelings come at the same time, even the Golden Immortal would have to pull up his trouser pockets.

In this situation, flying naturally becomes a luxury.

After a while, the first-year Slytherins who had been so high-spirited just now made an emergency landing with a strong stench, and each of them had a distorted expression.

When Ms. Huo Qi saw this scene, her face turned green.

As a flight instructor, she is supposed to deal with the situations of these students during flight lessons.

But...

It's really hard to move my legs!
Fortunately, the next second, the sound of Rhine chanting a spell was heard.

"Clear water is like a spring."

A stream of clear spring poured towards the Slytherins, cooling them thoroughly, but at least they were much cleaner.

Madam Huo Qi couldn't help but look at Rhine with gratitude.

"Twenty points to Gryffindor!"

But the next moment, Madam Huo Qi suddenly seemed to have thought of something.

Wait a minute?
The Gryffindor students had prepared protective clothing in advance. Did they know this?
Could it be that this group of lawless Gryffindors did it?!

But this is not the time to worry about these things. So many students have diarrhea and need to be taken to the infirmary immediately.

Hurry up and give this hot potato to Madam Pomfrey. I don't want to go to flying class for even a minute.

Madam Hooch gave a sullen instruction to the Gryffindors.

"No unauthorized action is allowed."

Then she pinched her nose in her protective suit, waved her wand, and led the first-year Slytherins to the infirmary.

After Madam Hooch disappeared from sight, the little lions of Gryffindor looked at each other, and then broke into deafening cheers and laughter.

"Hahaha!"

"Finally, no more annoying Slytherins!"

"Merlin, did you see what they did just now? It was disgusting, but I can tell Slytherin about it every breakfast for the next seven years!"

"Rhine, Harry, how on earth did you do it?"

Rhine grinned.

"This is confidential."

"But now the most important thing is—"

"Free flight!"

"Don't worry, Madam Hooch is ready to fight with Madam Pomfrey, and no one will bother us until the end of get out of class!"

The next second, Harry, who had been unable to wait any longer, flew into the sky and let out a hearty laugh.

He felt that he was born to fly; it was in his bones!

And of course he was flying around the house on his toy broomstick when he was only a year old.

During the Triwizard Tournament, he was able to chase a dragon on a flying broom. Even Krum, a member of the national team, was amazed at Harry's flying talent.

If it were a peacetime, perhaps Harry could really become a Quidditch star.

Then, seeing Harry flying like a bird, the other little lions no longer hesitated and flew into the sky one after another.

Even Hermione, who had always been averse to dangerous sports, flew up into the sky under Rhine's encouraging gaze, and then let out a series of high-decibel screams.

Rhine looked at Neville again.

"Neville, relax, take a deep breath, and think about how you felt in the greenhouse."

"You can do this, Neville, just take your time."

Neville also pursed his lips and kicked the ground with his legs. He also flew up.

He didn't lose control like in the original book and unfortunately broke his wrist. Although he was shaking and flying very low, Neville was indeed controlling the broom to fly.

"Rhine, I want to tell grandma about this."

"She never let me ride a broomstick, saying I caused enough trouble on the ground, but I learned to fly in my first lesson!"

Rhine smiled and waved to his friends in the sky. He wanted to ride a broom himself to experience it, but out of the corner of his eye he saw Malfoy standing alone and at a loss.

He was the only "surviving" Slytherin, but now he was alone here and didn't know what to do.

It looks so dusty and dirty, not at all like the "arrogant evil dragon" in the original book. It looks like a small yellowish dog on the roadside.

Rhine sighed, got on his broom, and shouted provocatively at Malfoy.

"Malfoy, I heard your family is very rich. I even heard you brag about having a close encounter with a helicopter."

"Can you really fly?"

"If you can outfly me, I'll admit you win!"

Malfoy perked up instantly.

"I can definitely fly better than you!"

The next second, Rhine and Malfoy flew up almost at the same time, one in front and one behind, chasing each other in the air.

Rhine did not use his talent for controlling wind and thunder to bully Malfoy, but simply relied on his effortless body coordination to control the broom.

But Malfoy was just as Harry commented in the original book - he flew very well, only slightly inferior to the talented Harry. Although he was left behind by Rhine for a distance, he was always chasing behind Rhine.

An hour later, the little lions, tired of flying, landed one after another. Rhine also landed and looked at Malfoy with a smile.

"You flew alright, but you still couldn't catch me."

Although Malfoy was surprised at Rhine's flying skills, he still maintained his usual tough attitude.

"That's because I was using a school broom. I couldn't overtake any cars. If I had used a Nimbus 2000, I would have caught up to you long ago."

"Next time I will definitely be faster than you!"

But looking at Malfoy's expression at this moment, he had obviously vented a lot of unhappiness that had been accumulated before. His eyes were brighter and he turned and walked into the castle.

But at this time, Flint and several members of the Slytherin Quidditch team came over aggressively and collided head-on with Malfoy.

They had seen Malfoy and Rhine talking from afar, and at this moment they pushed Malfoy to the ground.

"traitor!"

"What benefits did they offer you to bribe you?"

"You must have overheard our plan. You must have added something to the potion, you damn pure-blood traitor!"

Flint grabbed Malfoy's collar hard and pulled him to his feet again.

A jeweled dragon pendant caught Flint's eye, and he pulled it off Malfoy's neck.

"Traitors should be punished."

"I'm going to throw this thing into the Black Lake!"

Then, Flint, who came with a broom, displayed the skills of a Quidditch captain and flew out at an extremely fast speed.

Malfoy reflexively mounted his broom and tried to catch up with Flint.

"That's my birthday present!"

"My mother gave it to me, give it back to me!"

But the Slytherin Quidditch team members were not only more skilled than him, but the brooms they used were much better than those in the flying class. They passed him one by one, tossing the pendant back and forth like a ball.

"Want it?"

"Admit you're a traitor!"

"Blood traitor, disgrace to Slytherin, either throw this into the Black Lake, or try and snatch it from me, and see what you can do!"

At this moment, Harry's eyes seemed to be spitting fire.

Although he didn't like Malfoy, if the birthday gift from his mother was threatened like this, he would want to beat those people's heads into pieces!
Harry flew up in an instant.

"Give it back to him, or I'll make you suffer!"

When Harry flew into the sky again, a cold light flashed in Rhine's eyes and he soared into the sky.

Flint and the others showed a look of success in their eyes, and quickly flew away, leading Rhine and Harry towards the Black Lake.

　The third update, one chapter left. It might take until after midnight to be posted, sorry.

　　
　
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