Lord of the Heavens Fate

First graders cannot participate in Quidditch competitions!

This is an unwritten rule of Hogwarts.

There are two main reasons for, one is that the first-year students are not of sufficient quality, and the other is the fear of danger.

The vast majority of Hogwarts students are actually from Muggle families, and they have never been exposed to magic before.

And those pure blood magician families, most of them will not let their children touch the flying broom.

As soon as the child was too young, he was worried about an accident.

Secondly, the broom is too expensive, worrying about accidents.

Well, both accidents mean the same thing, no problem.

Quidditch is still a relatively intense sport. It is not surprising that all kinds of collisions and attacks, after being admitted to the venue, are lifted out one minute later.

For such intense sports, it is no wonder that Hogwarts has such an unwritten rule.

In the original book, only Harry Potter broke this rule.

In flight class, in order to help Neville, he grabbed the memory ball from Draco, showing his excellent flying talent.

Professor McGonagall took advantage of his talent and made an exception for him to join the Gryffindor Quidditch team.

First, regardless of whether there is a shadow of Dumbledore behind it, is it Dumbledore's back door for Harry Potter in order to consolidate his reputation.

Only the prerequisite for this exception is that you must have a very high flying talent!

Fang Mu did everything in the flying class before, to show everyone his talent for flying.

Thursday.

Today is the day when Gryffindor and Slytherin take flight lessons.

"What happened yesterday, you must know it, I do n’t want any of you to make the same mistake! Remember, you must listen to my whistle, do n’t worry! Do you understand?"

Ms. Huo Qi said sharply.

"Listen ..."

"Ah! Help!"

Neville shouted. He was so nervous that he didn't even hear Ms. Huo Qi's words, so he flicked the broom and flew out.

"Children! Come back!"

Ms. Huo Qi's face was black.

How did it happen twice in a row?

Are these brooms really too old?

The thought just turned in her mind and left.

These flying brooms are usually kept by her, what quality is she still unclear?

But Ms. Huo Qi is more aware that Hogwarts does not have so much money for her to exchange for a new batch of flying brooms.

Navi flew out too suddenly, and even before Ms. Huo Qi shouted the password, he had already flown out.

When Ms. Huo Qi reacted, it was too late.

Gryffindor and Slytherin had no other beam, they could only watch Neville rise and fall again.

嘭!

With a crash and a violent impact, Neville lay face down in the grass on the ground and shrunk into a ball.

Ms. Huo Qi rushed over and leaned over to look at Neville. Her face was as pale as Neville.

"Broken wrist."

Harry heard her whisper.

"Okay, boy-all right, you get up."

She turned and looked at the other students in the class.

"I sent this child to the hospital, and no one of you was allowed to move! Put the flying broom back to its place, otherwise, you will be expelled from the Hogwarts gate without waiting for you to say 'Quidditch' ,Dear."

Neville had tears on his face. He clutched his wrist and limped away with Ms. Huo Qi.

"Hahaha! Did you see his face, that stupid big man?"

Draco laughed, and other Slytherin students echoed.

They have no sympathy for Gryffindor.

"Look!"

Draco said, rushing over to draft something on the ground.

"The grandfather Longbottom's grandmother gave him."

He raised it.

It was a memory ball, shining in the sun.

It looks like a big glass ball, filled with white mist.

This memory ball is amazing. If you hold it tightly, it will turn red when you forget something.

Often throwing up and down, people should very much need such a memory ball.

"Take it here, Malfoy."

Harry whispered.

Everyone stopped talking, watching.

Draco grinned ugly.

"Where do I want to put it, let Long Barton pick it up and put it on a tree, how?"

After what happened just now, Neville must have had a fear of flying. Such an act of Draco is too bad!

Harry shouted angrily.

"bring here!"

But Draco had jumped on his broom and took off.

Draco said before that he was flying well, and it turned out that his previous words were not bragging.

He did fly well.

He floated at a height parallel to the top of an oak tree and shouted at Harry.

"Come and get it, Potter!"

Harry was so angry that he couldn't care about anything else. He even forgot that he had never flown and grabbed his broom directly.

"No!"

Hermione Granger shouted.

"Ms. Huo Qi told us not to move, you will cause trouble for all of us."

Harry ignored her and took off.

Has to say that there is really something like genetic inheritance.

As the son of Quidditch star James Potter ~ www.readwn.com ~ Harry also inherited his father's excellent flying talent.

Even if he took off for the first time.

Harry found himself as if he had no tutor, and flew at once.

So easy, so simple.

He turned the broom suddenly, facing Draco in the air.

Draco looked surprised.

How could he have such flying skills?

"bring here!"

Harry shouted.

"Otherwise I will knock you off the broom!"

"Really?"

Draco wanted to make a mockery, but he couldn't say anything. The expression on his face was tense.

This is the first time he has experienced such a thing.

Harry seemed to know what to do by nature.

He leaned forward and grasped the broom firmly with both hands, so the broom shot towards Draco like a javelin.

Draco barely flashed to escape, and Harry turned back suddenly, grabbing the broom firmly.

He shouted at Draco.

"There are no Crabbe and Goyle for you, Malfoy."

Draco seemed to have the same idea, he was a little scared.

"Give, see if you can catch it!"

He shouted, threw the memory ball high into the air, and then quickly landed on the ground.

At the same time, the memory ball began to fall at a rapid speed.

The memory ball is not so strong, it looks like a glass ball, and its texture is similar to that of a glass ball. Once it falls from a height, it will inevitably fall and smash.

The memory ball fell fast, almost in a blink of an eye, it was only a few feet away from the ground.

Seeing this memory ball is about to break.