People are in Hogwarts, and werewolves block the door at the beginning.

Similarly, if you go to the left, you will lean to the left, and if you go up, your body's center of gravity will move backwards.

The greater the tilt, the greater the turning angle in the corresponding direction.

Bagel discovered that it was like a more comfortable, more advanced skateboard.

He quickly got the hang of it and was flying smoothly.

Although not as good as Harry, he is about the same as Ron.

And Neville.

Perhaps this time it was because Bagir was watching him, so he was no longer afraid.

He flew up smoothly.

Although some of them flew very slowly and crookedly, it was already very good.

The voice message that told Bagir that he had received 300 gems further proved this point.

Harry still flies pretty well.

Madam Hooch praised him, "I knew it! You are as good as your father! There is a trophy with the name 'James Potter' inscribed on it in the trophy display room!"

The smile on Harry's face fell.

I said thank you reluctantly.

After finding out that his father was a combination of Dudley and the Weasley twins.

Harry was not very willing to hear that he had any similarities with his father.

So he felt both proud and ashamed just now.

However, this was mistaken by Draco Malfoy as showing off.

He flew to Harry's side in a very silky curve and looked at him provocatively.

Ron was instantly furious when he landed on the ground. "Teach him a lesson, Harry!"

Harry didn't quite want to fight.

But the students below all started to make a fuss.

"Teach that Slytherin a lesson!"

"Inherently evil Malfoy!"

"Show them what Slytherin's skills are!"

Malfoy also mistakenly thought that Harry agreed.

He leaned forward so that the broom shot towards Harry like a javelin.

Harry dodged it easily, but seemed to be irritated.

He also gripped the broom handle tightly and rushed forward.

The two of them flew back and forth, showing off their superb flying skills.

Surprisingly, Madam Hooch did not interfere.

Just said be careful.

The other students who were still flying were asked to come down, saying that their skills were not up to standard.

Give Harry and Malfoy space.

Hermione was very unhappy about this.

She thought it was unclassy.

Basil sought his own ends - to delay Harry's admission to the Quidditch team in order to obtain the gem.

Under Hermione's joyful gaze, she asked Madam Hooch, "Don't you need to take care of it? What if he gets hurt?"

Madam Hooch shook her head. "They are both good enough to join the school team." (Bajiel's heart skipped a beat)

"And Gryffindor and Slytherin. That's normal."

"Previous years were even more extraordinary."

"I tried to manage it before, but Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape didn't care and barely even deducted points."

She pointed to the window on the second floor. "You may not be able to see it, but my eyes are much sharper than most people's. Professor McGonagall is standing by the window. She is very excited now!"

"Believe it or not, after class, she will come to my house and ask Potter to participate in Quidditch training!"

Bajir was disappointed.

He shook his head.

Madam Hooch is still too conservative.

It is estimated that Harry will directly join the Gryffindor Quidditch team like in the original book.

Hermione was also in a low mood.

At this moment, she was like a little fan witnessing the collapse of her idol.

She now finally understood how indulgent Professor McGonagall was when Almost Headless Nick said that she was very indulgent with her students in the field of Quidditch.

Sure enough, when the bell rang.

Harry and Malfoy had returned to the surface.

Professor McGonagall came hurriedly from the castle.

Next to her was a tall and strong senior student.

After a fierce battle with Malfoy, Harry, who had let out his anguish with a smile on his face, froze.

Ron was also very worried.

Only Badger and Hermione heard what Madam Hooch said just now.

The other students were cheering.

However, Ron recognized the senior student at a glance.

"That's Wood! Oliver Wood! Captain and Keeper of the Gryffindor Quidditch team. Why is he here?"

He quickly observed Professor McGonagall's expression.

Finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He nudged Harry with his elbow. "Don't be nervous! Didn't you see Madam Hooch didn't say anything? And Wood is here too."

"Maybe you'll get special permission to train with the Gryffindor Quidditch team!"

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 39: Hermione the Stubborn

Harry disappeared in front of everyone along with Professor McGonagall.

Since I don’t have classes in the evening, there is still some time before dinner.

Everyone went back to the lounge first.

Hermione was a little absent-minded and leaned on Bagel's thigh in a daze.

Her birthday was on the 19th of last month, and she turned 12 years old.

For the sake of the college cup, as the oldest in the class, she should stand up and advise everyone.

But no one bought it.

The same thing, Baqir said everyone should accept it.

She was so wronged.

So, she tilted her head and couldn't help asking, "I don't understand. Harry and Malfoy's behavior clearly violated the school rules. Why are both Madam Hooch and Professor McGonagall indifferent?"

Basil stroked Hermione's big furry head, "Silly girl."

Hermione (╬￣皿￣): "I'm not stupid!"

Basil: "You're not stupid, but you've been in this academy for more than a month. Don't you understand what our students are like? Then let me change the question. Who is the most popular student in Gryffindor?"

Hermione frowned, "Fred and George."

Basil nodded, "Yes! Gryffindors value courage the most. So, in the eyes of the public, the Weasley twins who dared to break the school rules and brought them joy are undoubtedly true Gryffindors. The points deducted and the second house cup are not important at all."

Hermione sat up and leaned back on the sofa, very confused, "But Professor McGonagall said that the house cup is a manifestation of the honor of the house."

"No," Bagir denied hastily, "Silly girl, think about the content of the school song and combine it with reality. Think again, what does each college value most?"

"Hufflepuff: food, unity. Ravenclaw: wisdom, knowledge. Slytherin: bloodline, power. Gryffindor: courage, adventure." Hermione replied depressedly.

After knowing the answer, she felt depressed again.

So what she did before was not that of a clown?

As she was thinking this, she suddenly found a big hand on her head again.

It's Bagel!

Her heart began to leap with joy.

"But, Hermione, Gryffindor needs people like you. Gryffindors who are easily overwhelmed need someone to pour cold water on them. That's why Percy is the supervisor. In Harry's father's class, it was Lupin. But you must also remember that when facing those who don't appreciate it, you only need to give verbal reminders."

“Give up the desire to help others and respect their fate.”

"You are just a student, not a supervisor or a professor."

"Others will not obey the advice of someone they consider to be their equal."

"What's more, some of them even regard this as a lack of courage and un-Gryffindor behavior," Bagel consoled.

Hermione didn't ask who Lupin was.

She smiled and nodded, "I understand! I won't care about other people's affairs from now on. I will only remind you, um, Harry and Ron if they make mistakes."

"I will tell the teacher later, please don't be angry!"

You understand nothing!

That's all Baqir wanted to say.

An 11-year-old child really doesn't understand anything.

Unless she hits her head against the wall herself, she will probably never understand.

At dinner time, everyone arrived in the dining room.

Harry came back at this moment, his face full of excitement.

Also brought back two pieces of news.

One of them is that he became the youngest player on the college team in a century.

"You two were not kidding just now?" Ron said after pulling out a steak and kidney pie that was halfway into his mouth.

In fact, after the flight lesson, Bagel expressed his guess.

Hermione, who didn't understand Quidditch (what she didn't understand was the unwritten rules), nodded as well.

"What's the other news?" Ron looked at Harry.

Harry was stuffing pie into his mouth frantically.

After taking a big sip of iced pumpkin juice, he said, "Draco Malfoy, he also joined the school team. Fortunately, his birthday is in June, otherwise I would not be the youngest player on the house team."

"How is this possible! This isn't fair!" Ron slammed the table.

He racked his brain to think whether this was Malfoy relying on family connections.

But Malfoy's recent tragic fate made him unable to say such words.

Doesn't this mean that Malfoy relies on himself?

Thinking of this, Ron felt worse than death.

Harry gave Ron an understanding look.

He continued eating while saying, "For some reason, Snape is here too. Next to him is a Slytherin senior named Flint who looks like a troll (Ron: He is the chaser and captain of the Slytherin team. I suspect he has some troll blood in him). After hearing that I became a player on the school team, he decided on the spot to let Malfoy join the school team as well."