Ancient Wizards Return to Hogwarts...

Chapter 233 True Slytherins don't ride broomsticks.

Daphne was actually planning to try it as Rice suggested.

She figured that since it was the best-performing broom, the riding comfort must be top-notch, right? So why not give it a try? Consider it a new skill to learn.

Greengrass Manor was large, providing ample space for her to practice. She changed into more comfortable clothes, put on her shoes, picked up her broom, and left the manor.

Rice and Astoria, who had heard the sound, followed behind her.

"This broom is so beautiful!" Astoria was immediately struck by its appearance upon seeing it: the broom's overall shape was extremely elegant and beautiful. The ash wood handle was long and straight, and after being polished with wax, the entire broom shimmered. The twigs at the end of the broom were also carefully selected, completely neat and even giving a smooth feel.

Seeing her sister and Rice praising the broom so much, Daphne couldn't help but feel happy.

"Can I try it out?" Astoria asked.

"certainly."

As Astoria took the broom, Daphne noticed a silver bracelet on her wrist.

"Huh? What's this...?"

"It's a Christmas present from Rice!" Astoria happily told her sister that she also had a gadget with the same function as her sister!

Daphne blinked: This thing isn't a unique item?

She had thought she only had one necklace of this caliber, but unexpectedly, Rice could produce a magical item with the exact same function. Did he make it? Another mystery has been added to Rice's story.

As Astoria played with Daphne's broom, Rice also took the broom and checked its condition for Daphne.

Although he didn't know much about brooms, he was very knowledgeable about magic. The moment he got his hands on the broom, he knew it was no ordinary broom; it was inscribed with complex spells, possessing excellent stopping charms and being incredibly stable. If Harry had ridden such a broom last year, it's questionable whether Quirrell would have been able to successfully interfere with it!

Rice also noticed a line of gold lettering below the broom handle. He picked up the broom, turned it over, and found the words "fire crossbow bolt" written on it.

"A strange name, I've never heard of it before."

He knew there were several flying broom companies in the wizarding world, the most famous of which were "Nimble" and "Sweep". As for "Firebolt", he had never heard of it before.

This is normal. The company that manufactures the Firebolt is "Ellerby and Badmore Broom Company," which previously only made two brooms: the Strike Arrow and the Swiftbroom, whose fame was nowhere near that of the Light Wheel and Sweep series. They only became famous after they made the Firebolt.

After returning the broom to Daphne, she excitedly ran to the garden outside the mansion to prepare for her test flight.

"Rice, I suggest you be prepared. I feel like my sister might either fall or crash into a tree or a house on her broomstick," Astoria whispered to Rice as she stood beside her.

Rice pursed his lips; though he didn't say it aloud, he secretly agreed with Astoria.

He suddenly remembered something, turned to the girl, and asked, "How's your broom riding skill?"

The girl's face immediately turned red.

Seeing her expression, Rice understood everything, and he laughed loudly.

Astoria's ears turned red.

"It's alright, real Slytherins don't ride brooms," Rice reassured confidently. "Look at the Quidditch team in the house, what kind of people are they? They're all guys who don't have the Slytherin spirit and are ruining the house's reputation."

It seems that's really the case! Astoria nodded thoughtfully, and the redness at the base of her ears faded considerably.

It has to be said that although Rice's words were somewhat nonsensical, they did make her feel very comfortable.

"What is the spirit of Slytherin?"

This question was difficult for Rice to answer, because he couldn't come up with an answer in a short time.

After thinking for a moment, he had a flash of inspiration and came up with a brilliant answer.

"If you look at Draco Malfoy in reverse, that's the spirit of Slytherin." Rice couldn't immediately summarize the qualities he wanted in a student, but he could summarize the qualities he didn't want in a student.

"Oh!" Astoria's face showed a look of "sudden realization," and she also felt that Malfoy was indeed a bit out of line.

"Then my sister and I..."

"You and your sister are both good children who have inherited the spirit of Slytherin."

While the two were chatting, Daphne had already mounted her broom.

"Go!" With a push of her feet, she shot off like an arrow, rising into the sky, followed by a scream that echoed throughout Greengrass Manor.

"Help! Help! Help!"

Astoria covered her eyes: I can't bear to look! What is my sister doing? Even if real Slytherins aren't good at riding brooms, this is just too outrageous.

Rice also drew his wand and aimed it at Daphne, who was moving rapidly through the sky.

The intense acceleration and strong winds made it impossible for Daphne to open her eyes. A few seconds after she rose into the sky, she made her decision: jump!

She was certain Rice would catch her.

Thinking of this, Daphne made a quick decision and jumped off the broom.

As expected, Rice didn't disappoint her. After tumbling off the broom, she didn't feel the weightlessness of a rapid fall to the ground; instead, she floated lightly in mid-air. Freed from the interference of the flying broom, she entered Daphne's area of ​​expertise. She released her inner magic, controlling herself to slowly descend to the ground.

"Obstacles everywhere!" After casting a shock-absorbing spell on Daphne, Rice decisively cast a spell on the uncontrolled fire bolt left in the sky, pulling it down.

"It seems... it's still not quite right for me..." Daphne gradually regained her composure after returning to the ground. However, thinking about her performance just now, her face couldn't help but feel a little hot.

"What are you doing, sister..." Astoria couldn't help but complain to her sister.

"That broom accelerated way too fast. I just wanted it to float, but it just carried me away," Daphne said, blushing as she defended herself. "My mind went completely blank; I didn't have time to react!"

Rice sighed.

"Let's modify this broom." He took the broom he had taken down from the sky and put some restrictions on its performance.

The broomstick manufacturer had desperately tried to make the broomstick accelerate faster and reach a higher top speed, but Rice reversed all of that. He greatly extended the broomstick's acceleration time and locked its top speed; now the broomstick is barely faster than a bicycle.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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