Hogwarts Crawler.

Bernard had a subtle expression. He didn't understand broomsticks, but he knew helicopters.

These people are really making up stories...

"Hasn't this kind of thing been known for a long time?"

Adam patted Bernard on the shoulder:

"Let's go, our flying lesson is the first one in the morning."

Chapter 21: A Flying Lesson Interlude

The flying lessons take place on the lawn in front of the Hogwarts gate.

On the way to class, Bernard looked at Adam, who was so calm that it was out of tune with the lively atmosphere around him, with a strange expression on his face:

"You don't seem very interested in flying lessons?"

Adam always made him feel like a fake little wizard from a Muggle family. He was curious about everything in the magical world, but Adam seemed to be indifferent to many things.

Through this period of time together, he realized that this seemed to be because Adam had too many ideas of his own, but he still found it difficult to understand.

That's flying!

"I can't say I'm not interested. Flying is an experience worth looking forward to for me, but this technology lacks practicality for me."

Adam spread his hands:

"I can't just ride a broomstick to my parents' restaurant."

"That's true..."

Bernard nodded. He didn't have any tangible property to inherit, but after what Adam said, it seemed that he should consider whether or not he should fully enter the wizarding world in the future.

The professor of the flying class is Madam Hooch, who is also the referee of the Hogwarts Quidditch games. She has short gray hair and yellow eyes like a hawk.

"Everyone stand next to a broomstick... What are you waiting for? Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up!"

It can be seen that this is a decisive lady.

Standing next to the broom, Adam glanced at the broom at his feet and found that the branches at the tail were a little messy, and some places even had signs of breakage. He hoped that it would not affect its use later.

Madam Hooch glanced around and saw that everyone was in their seats. She called out:

"Stretch out your right hand over the broom handle and say, 'Get up!'"

"stand up!"

The broomstick suddenly jumped into Adam's hand.

Although some of my classmates may have failed the first time because they were too excited, they all succeeded after trying a few times.

Everyone was holding a broom handle, and everyone looked very excited.

"Don't worry, there are some things you need to know about flying before you actually take off."

Madam Hooch began explaining how to properly hold a broomstick and how to sit on one without falling off, as she walked past each person to correct their posture.

"Stand straight. Leaning too far forward will cause your broom to fly forward at the start!"

Madam Hooch patted Bernard on the back and walked over to Adam:

"Well, that's good. You can hold your hand more easily. You can't hold the broom handle with both hands if you want to play Quidditch."

"What exactly is Quidditch?"

Bernard couldn't help but mutter something. He heard his classmates talking about this yesterday. He wanted to ask about it but found that he couldn't get a word in.

"It's a game of catching a ball while riding on a broomstick. Perhaps you could read Quidditch: The Origins of Quidditch. I have that book on my shelf."

"I'll go back and take a look."

"All right, kids, hold on to that position and remember what I just said! Hold on to your brooms, rise a few feet, then lean forward a little and drop straight back to the ground. When I blow the whistle, you'll have to push off the ground with your legs - push hard!"

Madam Hooch stood at the front of the line, looking at the students in front of her, holding her silver whistle in her hand:

"Listen to my whistle—three—two—one—"

With a clear whistle, Adam kicked his legs hard and his whole body flew into the air.

Riding a broom and hovering in the air was really a novel experience. Even though Adam had been mentally prepared, his heartbeat still began to accelerate uncontrollably.

At this moment, there was suddenly a noisy sound around. It turned out that a classmate was too excited and shook his upper body, causing the flying broom to move around. Madam Hooch called him down from the sky and gave him a lecture.

After watching the excitement, Adam turned his attention back to himself. After taking a few deep breaths to calm himself down, Adam began to try to control the flying broom - rising - falling -

After his feet returned to the ground, Adam got off the broom and looked at the broom with shining eyes.

Okay, I have to admit that flying broomsticks are kind of fun. I wonder what it feels like to fly with wings?

It seems that we can mention the study of Xiang brand earlier...

"Wow!"

Back on the ground, Bernard staggered a little when he got off the broom. He looked as if his legs were a little weak and his face was a little pale, but his eyes were sparkling.

"Broomsticks are awesome! I never thought I'd be able to fly one day... I mean without a metal shell around me."

"The outer shell of an airplane is not made of iron... But I agree with what you said before."

"Hey hey hey--look out! Adam!"

Adam turned his head and saw Cologne turning in the air, riding a broomstick and flying diagonally towards him with a panicked look on his face. Adam's pupils shrank, and an invisible magic circle quickly formed under his feet -

"Bam—"

With a dull thud, Cologne crashed into the air in front of Adam, as if he had hit a thick shield. Fortunately, for some reason, he suddenly lost control of the flying broom, and the speed of the broom dropped a lot. In the end, Cologne just fell from the broom three or four steps above the ground.

"What did I just say?!"

Madam Hooch rushed over quickly, grabbed Cologne and checked him. After confirming that he was not injured, she spoke angrily:

"Rise a few feet, then lean forward slightly and fall vertically back to the ground - I don't care what techniques you have heard elsewhere, you must do it in my class! If you do it again, you will be put in solitary confinement!"

Letting go of Cologne, Madam Hooch looked at the other students with an oppressive look:

"You all remember this too!"

Madam Hooch began to explain how to move forward and backward in the air, and then ended the get out of class, asking everyone to remember what she had said at the end, as she would ask questions in the next class, and those who couldn't remember would not be allowed to board the flying broomstick.

"Are you OK?"

Adam walked over to Colon.

"I'm fine...just a little sore in the nose."

Cologne thought about it and decided not to take the strange feeling of that moment to heart. The broom was out of control and hit the air. It should be an illusion caused by his confusion in controlling the broom in a panic.

"What happened just now?"

"Well……"

Cologne's eyes wandered:

"I just remembered a Quidditch move I saw in the newspaper before, and wanted to try it out, but I didn't expect..."

"Shouldn't you be thankful that it wasn't a Wronski feint you tried?"

Uther complained as he heard what Cologne said as he walked over.

"I'm not stupid! And I know I was wrong now, okay? I was scared when the broom went out of control just now..."

Chapter 22 Effective learning makes me happy

The accident during the flying lesson was just a minor incident, and even at the time of the accident, not many people took it seriously.

Not to mention beginners in broomstick flying, even among professional Quidditch players, there are many accidents and even deaths every year.

Cologne's bad mood caused by the accident ended before lunch.

"Hey! Adam, do you want to watch the Quidditch team practice? They're going to practice new tactics today!"

Cologne skipped into the dormitory and saw Adam writing something while stroking his two kittens. Cologne knew that Adam was going to reject him.

Sure enough, Adam said without even looking up:

"No, go ahead. I'm not very interested in Quidditch training."

Watching Quidditch matches is fine. Even though the game balance is terrible, it is very competitive and in most cases involves violence. No wonder it has become the most popular and beloved sport among wizards.

But the training was very boring, all repetitive catching of the ball, training to catch a high-speed golf ball, etc. Adam had gone there once before and lost interest in it. If he had free time, he could take it as a walk, but he didn't have time now.

"Hey Adam, come with me. I remember you had already finished all your homework... What is this?"

Cologne lingered behind Adam and found that the words on the parchment seemed to be dancing, which dazzled him.

"It's a paper on Potions."

When he was halfway through writing a word, the ink was running low, so Adam calmly cast a refilling spell on the pen.

"Potions essay? This shouldn't be a homework assignment, why are you writing this?"

"Remember the day before yesterday when I went to ask Professor Snape questions after the Potions class? He told me that if I could prove my ability, I wouldn't have to repeat the potion operations I had already mastered in class, but could put the more advanced knowledge into practice. Then he threw me a copy of 'Powerful Potions'."

Adam patted the book next to him.

The potion knowledge in "Powerful Potion" is beyond the syllabus for first-year students, but it is only a difficult problem for Adam.

Although he felt that Professor Snape was just using this book to intimidate him, even if the paper he wrote in the end was not that impressive, as long as his words made sense, Professor Snape would give him the right to brew a different potion from his classmates during class after scolding him a few words.

But Adam still tried his best to see if he could give Professor Snape a surprise.

"I don't really understand a nerd like you."

Cologne thought he could be exempted from homework, but it turned out that he was exempted from the current homework and had to do more difficult homework. He quickly moved away from the parchment.

"Then Bernard and I went to see it~"

"Well, be careful not to get hit by the ball."

Don't ask, the only thing you'll know is that this kind of thing has happened before... although it didn't happen to Hufflepuff.

Adam spent another two days perfecting his paper, and after three rounds of checking and revisions, he finally copied the final draft neatly onto parchment in beautiful handwriting. All the parchment together was four feet long.

After the thick stack of parchment was placed on his desk, Professor Snape was silent for a long time, which was unusual for him, before he spoke:

"Piling up words does not improve the quality of an essay, Mr. Reed."

"I know, Professor. I tried to be concise."

Adam shrugged his shoulders. His paper was based on "Powerful Potion", and it sorted out his knowledge and understanding of potions.

To be honest, his level of Alchemy knowledge seemed to have improved after writing this paper. Sometimes he would go back and revise it after he found that his understanding of the previous part was not deep enough. Otherwise, he would not have to revise it several times before completing it.

Professor Snape picked up the paper and took a look at it. He originally just wanted to take a quick look and had even picked up the first page to turn the page. However, after reading a few lines, he couldn't help but frowned and went back to the first line to read it word by word.

"...You can go back first. I will find you after I finish reading it."

After reading the first paragraph, Professor Snape put down the paper and said so.

"Okay, thank you Professor Snape~"

Professor Snape has been tortured by Adam and has developed antibodies to him. At first, when he saw Adam's completely different look from other students in front of him, he would frown, turn his head, and look a little disgusted, but now Professor Snape can nod naturally.

Walking out of Professor Snape's office, Adam stroked his chin and thought.

Can he also find other professors to do the same to improve his learning progress?

Although the progress of converting wizard spells into mage magic was slow due to his limited magical knowledge, his speed in learning spells was indeed very fast.

Hogwarts's faculty is quite luxurious. Except for the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, the professors of other subjects are all top talents in the industry. It is said that if you don't take advantage of an opportunity, you will suffer a loss. Even Professor Dumbledore relied on his good relationship with Fawkes to visit him from time to time after learning the Portkey Charm. There is no reason to miss the wool of other professors. It will be difficult to have such an opportunity after graduation.

So on this sunny afternoon, Adam walked into the offices of professors one by one as if he were going to the supermarket to grab discounted eggs, and then returned with a stack of heavy books in his arms.

"Adam, did you go to the library?"

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When Adam came back, only Uther was in the dormitory. He looked at Adam with some surprise:

"I just came back from the library, why didn't I see you?"