Hogwarts: This holy light is righteously evil

Puni nodded.

The fact that they were able to create this map actually speaks volumes about the abilities of the four raiders from Gryffindor.

Moon-shaped face, large feet, pointed fork, and insect tail.

The four who used to cause trouble everywhere in Gryffindor are now all living in a mess.

They were either captured and imprisoned in Azkaban, or turned into rats and kept as pets in other people's homes, or lived a miserable life of poverty.

Oh, and one of them is already dead.

Looking back, their mockery and teasing weren't just pranks; they were genuinely bullying, publicly humiliating, and bullying the snotty-nosed guy.

Now he has achieved great success, not only being a Potions Master himself, but also the decisive and authoritative headmaster of one of the four houses of Hogwarts.

—Indeed, one should not take advantage of one's own success to harm others. If one does too many bad things, one will eventually suffer the consequences.

"Even I would buy something worth ten or even twenty gallons with a few gallons and make a profit, rather than just stealing it from someone else."

Puni couldn't help but feel grateful, thinking that his kindness would surely bring him good fortune.

He smiled with satisfaction.

Since I'm the spokesperson for the Holy Light, I should be kind.

Puni drank a stamina potion overnight and wasn't sleepy at all, but the Weasley twins were exhausted after taking Puni out all night.

"My God, how do you have so much energy?"

"We need to go back and catch up on some sleep; we have class tomorrow!"

The Weasley twins quickly said goodbye to Penny and slipped away.

Puni shrugged and didn't go back to the lounge.

He wandered around the campus by himself.

Even when it was almost time, he didn't wash up. Instead, he used a cleansing product on himself and then went to the cafeteria.

Today's first lesson is a flight lesson.

Puni was somewhat interested, even though he had already learned to fly, but his classmates were incredibly excited.

"Hey, Puni, you're up really early. I woke up early this morning and couldn't find you anywhere," Eddie said, coming closer.

"Yeah, you get up without making a sound!" Roger laughed.

"Puni must be worried about waking us up! He's such a nice guy!" Marcos said righteously.

Puni remained silent, neither confirming nor denying.

"Today is flight class. I heard that we only have this class in the first year. It's a real shame. I wonder what kind of outdoor classes the older students have. I really don't want to sit in the classroom all day!" Marcos sighed.

"There are quite a few outdoor classes at Hogwarts. You can choose some when there are elective courses later," Puni said.

"Good morning, Puni!" Qiu Zhang came over to greet him.

"Good morning," Puni smiled at her.

The course began soon.

Mrs. Hodge led the group of young wizards who were about to attend class to a grassy area near the Forbidden Forest.

The area here is very spacious, and because it is close to the Forbidden Forest, the grass grows very lush and soft, so even if these little wizards fall, they will have a better cushion.

The sunlight today is so bright it's like it's been washed clean, the breeze is soft on my skin, and the air is filled with the scent of grass and faint floral fragrance.

Puni turned his head to look.

Not far away lies the deep and mysterious Forbidden Forest of Hogwarts.

The trees are lush and verdant, casting dappled shadows under the clear sky.

On the meadow in the woods, tiny flower fairies flutter their translucent wings as they rise and fall, while grass sprites hide among the leaves and flowers, singing softly.

Their singing drifted over on the wind and was quite pleasant to hear.

"Everyone, gather here, stand still, and don't move around!"

Mrs. Huo Qi's voice came through.

The young wizards who came to class walked to the more than twenty brooms placed on the grass.

This class is still a combined house class, with Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff participating.

The young wizards arrived excitedly, only to be disappointed when they saw the worn-out brooms at their feet.

"Are we going to ride it and fly?"

"Yeah, are they really going to be unable to carry us at all?"

"It's also possible that it will crash down as soon as it goes up!"

The young wizards were all complaining.

"Stop your chatter! Don't make me feel like I'm teaching a bunch of chicks that need feeding!"

Madam Hooch had the two colleges stand in separate rows, while she stood at the very front of everyone.

"Flying lessons aren't difficult; you just need to be safe and cautious enough!"

"Now, place your right hand above the brooms at your feet, feel your magic, and then shout—Arise!"

Puni didn't speak, but instead raised his hand and gestured.

The old broom that was placed at his feet obediently floated into the air and he grasped it.

The other young wizards shouted in unison.

Some people succeed immediately, like Qiu Zhang.

Some people called several times but still didn't succeed—like Marcos.

"Get up! Get up now! Get up, get up, get up!"

Marcos felt embarrassed by Puni's gaze, his cheeks flushed, and his speech became increasingly rapid.

The more he called out, the less the broom responded.

Puni couldn't hold back any longer: "Are you waking someone up? Don't be in such a hurry, calm down and feel the flow of magic within your body."

Marcos swallowed hard, forcing himself to calm down and ignore the fact that almost everyone else had already succeeded.

"stand up!"

This time, the broom finally moved.

"Excellent! I'm glad to see that none of you are laughing at each other, but rather helping one another!"

Madam Hodge opened her mouth, "Now, I'll teach you how to ride brooms—be absolutely careful and keep your movements correct, otherwise you'll very likely fall from a great height, and you won't even need the 'shatter to pieces' spell; you'll truly be shattered to pieces!"

Lady Hodge began demonstrating the riding motion to the twenty or so young wizards in front of her.

—Every time new students start school, she, the flight instructor, is the one who has the biggest headache.

Young wizards raised in magical families are better off, as they are more or less taught by their parents.

Those Muggle wizards, who had never experienced flying on broomsticks before, were always incredibly excited.

The more excited you are, the more likely you are to reduce your attention and judgment.

This meant that she always had to keep a close watch on the little wizards flying around in the sky, constantly watching out for any who might fall and then catch them safely.

It's fine if you only teach one college at a time.

With two colleges having combined classes and about twenty people flying around in the air, she had to put in even more effort to keep a close eye on them at all times!

"Sigh, I think I really need to get a new pair of reading glasses." After demonstrating the movements, Mrs. Hooch looked at the flushed, excited faces of the young wizards who couldn't wait to take flight on the spot and sighed inwardly.

—She even teaches freshmen every year!