Chapter 15: Flight lessons with frequent conditions (medium)

Mrs. Hooch didn't mean to blame Ivan, but hurried to Neville to check his injuries.

"Mrs. Hooch, is Neville all right?" Ivan asked.

Ivan feels that he has buffered a bit, and shouldn't cause more injuries, right?

"It's not bad, it's just a minor injury." Madam Hooch checked for a while and helped Neville, who had a swollen nose and a swollen face.

The scene where Neville fell straight from the sky just now almost frightened her, so even if Neville's injuries were not serious, Madam Hooch insisted on sending him to the medical room.

"Okay, kids, I want to take Neville to the hospital. Before I come back, I hope you can stay here obediently. No one is allowed to fly privately!"

After Mrs. Hooch finished speaking, she took Neville, who was still with tears on her face, and walked towards the castle.

As they walked farther, the Slytherin students burst into laughter, and Draco Malfoy laughed even more.

"Did you see it just now? That stupid, slug fell from the sky, I guess he won't even dare to ride a broomstick in the future."

"Enough, Malfoy!" Harry couldn't stand it, and stood up for Malfoy to shut up.

However, Malfoy did not mean to repent, but taunted even more severely. "My God, our Potter is that stupid friend!"

"Of course we are friends, and you are not allowed to be called Neville!" Harry said angrily at Malfoy.

Ivan also frowned upon hearing this. But when I first watched the movie, Ivan knew that Malfoy was a bear kid, but his temperament was not too bad.

Ivan was thinking so, but suddenly he heard Malfoy pointing at him.

"Friend? Like him, is he a friend who throws the stupid big man from the sky after adding points?"

Ivan twitched the corners of his mouth, stepped forward and rolled up his sleeves, punched Malfoy in the face, and knocked Malfoy directly to the ground.

MMP, bear children really hate it the most...

"Do you dare to hit me? I must let my father fire you!" Malfoy touched his reddish cheeks, got up from the ground angrily, and said cursingly.

"Here, then..." Malfoy said viciously.

The glass ball flew far away under Malfoy's throw. When Harry saw it, he followed up in a rush, almost hitting the bricks of the castle, and then swooped down with the glass ball.

"No, Harry, stop!"

Hermione yelled in horror. Malfoy laughed loudly until he saw Harry holding the glass ball in his hand in a beautiful dive, and Malfoy smiled. Frozen on his face.

It's just that neither Malfoy nor Harry noticed, Professor McGonagall's surprised expression in front of an opened window in the distance.

Hermione and the others, who had been worried about Harry, breathed a sigh of relief, and Ron even pulled out his wand.

"We are going to teach Malfoy a lesson!"

"Legs stand and stop dead!" Ron shouted out the leg-locking spell he had just learned in the spell class.

In class, Ron used it once by chance, letting an experimental toad jump on its hind legs together for a class.

However, luck was not on Ron's side this time, the pitch-black staff just emitted a bunch of weird white smoke without any reaction.

Malfoy, who was flying in the sky on a broomstick, was shocked at first, and he was even ready to evade, but he suddenly laughed when he saw Ron's embarrassment.

Ron's cheeks were swollen and flushed, and he was so angry that he could not wait to jump into the air and poke the wand in his hand into Malfoy's broken mouth!

"I'll come here..." Seeing Ron's desperate appearance, Ivan sighed helplessly, and at any rate took a break again. There is no problem with one or two magic spells.

But there was an accident, Ivan still said to Hermione, who seemed a little at a loss due to various changes.

"Hermione, do you remember the spell of the floating spell?"

"Of course..." Hermione glanced at Ivan strangely, and nodded dazedly.

Ask what this does?

"That's good..." Before Hermione could understand, Ivan said softly while raising the wand in his hand...