Chapter 39

"If you ask me, this is much more dangerous than football."

Adrian looked at the broom lying on the ground with uneasiness.

Obviously, he was not as interested in flying as other children born in wizard families.

Neville had a similar reaction.

He looked as if he wanted to stare through the broom.

"I have to say, it is true, but who makes us wizards?"

Deverot responded in a relaxed tone.

To be honest.

He has no interest in flying.

You can teleport.

Who still uses such a means of transportation?

"Speaking of which, why did you bring a toad to this class?"

Adrian looked at Al on Deverot's shoulder and asked puzzledly.

"Oh, this guy has been indoors for a long time. I'm afraid he will become a specimen, so I have to take him out for a walk."

At this time.

Madam Hooch walked in front of them.

"Okay, what are you all waiting for?"

She said sternly.

"Everyone stand next to a flying broom. Quick, quick, hurry up."

Deveraux turned around and took Al off his shoulder.

He placed it on a clearing farther away.

Then he immediately stood in front of his broom.

Uh.

This broom looked as old as it had been used for twenty years.

Some branches stuck out in all directions.

"Stretch out your right hand and place it on the top of the broom handle."

Madam Hooch shouted in front of the students.

"Then say: 'Get up!'"

"Get up!"

Everyone shouted.

Deveraux did the same.

But his broom only trembled slightly.

Then there was no reaction at all.

This attracted the ridicule of Malfoy on the side.

"Oh, maybe the French are more suitable for riding flying carpets, after all, they are all old stubborn people who can't keep up with the times."

"Or the French are born without the gene to ride brooms, so they'd better stay on the ground and don't embarrass Hogwarts."

Deveraux frowned slightly.

But he didn't care about Malfoy's ridicule at all.

Because he didn't think he was French.

He just felt strange about the reaction of this broom.

He felt that this broom was bargaining with him.

After obtaining the entry of [Genius Wand Maker].

Deveraud found that he seemed to be able to communicate with some more spiritual magic props.

But most of the time this kind of communication was very weak.

Or there were fewer living attributes in the magic props.

So Deveraud didn't communicate much.

The strongest communication was when he first chose a magic wand.

But at that time he didn't get this entry.

Later he got it.

But the magic wand in his hand was too obedient to him.

It almost became a part of his body.

So Deveraud had no place to use this ability.

Today was the first time he used it.

Deveraud felt that this broom was expressing his... fear to him?

It seemed to say that it was afraid of heights.

That's why it didn't want Deveraud to ride it.

Deveraud's mouth twitched slightly.

This flying broom was afraid of heights?

It was so outrageous, it was hard to imagine what the previous students had done to it.

So Deveraux began to comfort the broom.

After much persuasion.

The broom finally obeyed and ran into his hands.

At this time, most people were ready.

Madam Hooch also began to teach everyone how to fly into the sky.

At this time, Deveraux knew that Neville would probably encounter the misfortune of falling off the flying broom.

But he had no way to take care of him at the same time!

Because he felt that his broom was very anxious!

When he held the handle.

He felt it trembling wildly.

Deveraux could only hold it as tightly as possible.

And kept saying some words to comfort the broom.

Deveraux didn't know if it could understand.

But he could only do so much.

At this time, he wanted to hold the wand in his hand.

To add some sense of security.

The right hand gently loosened.

Who knew at this time.

Madam Hooch said.

"Hold the broom steady, rise a few feet, then lean forward slightly and fall vertically back to the ground. Listen to my whistle - three - two -"

Neville flew straight into the sky.

There was a cry of surprise.

"Come back, child!"

Madam Hooch shouted.

But Neville went straight up.

He kept moving forward.

At this time, Deveraux did not hold the broom with both hands.

Hearing the shouts of the crowd.

The broom was like a frightened horse.

It shook violently.

It rushed forward suddenly!

It ran straight towards the Forbidden Forest!

And kept flying at a very low altitude!

When passing over the grass.

It directly split a green grass wave to both sides.

At this time, Deveraux felt like he was sitting on a speeding sports car with a brake failure.

He could hit a big tree in the Forbidden Forest at any time and break his neck and die.

Deveraux rushed into the Forbidden Forest!

Relying on the tilt of his body.

He avoided two huge trees with difficulty.

He suddenly pulled the wand out from his waist.

"Wingardium Leviosa!"

A force lifted Deveraux off the broom.

Then the broom he was riding on stabbed straight into a tree.

If Devereux hadn't cast the spell in time just now.

A future academic star in the wizarding world.

The potions genius Devereux was about to die here.

Devereaux waved his wand lightly.

Finally landed slowly.

Devereux looked around.

At this time, he was in a dark bush.

There was not a single living thing around.

No threats have been detected for the time being.

Devereaux walked up.

I want to try to see if I can pull this broom out of the tree.

But obviously.

This broom is really scary.

Almost the whole root was submerged into the trunk of the tree.

Devereux worked hard.

He couldn't be pulled out either.

Just when Devereaux wanted to give up.

despair! despair! despair!

Footsteps that didn't sound like humans sounded behind him.

Devereux immediately became alert and turned around.

The wand is in front of you.

Always be prepared to cast spells for defense.

As a result, a creature he had never seen before appeared before him.

This creature has the same upper body as a human.

Amazingly blue eyes and platinum-blond hair.

Sparkling.

His lower body is the pale golden body of a silver-maned horse.

Strong and elegant.

Centaur!

"Need help?"

to be honest.

If you don't look at the lower body of this centaur.

He is simply the most handsome person...er...creature that Devereaux has seen since he came to this world!

Devereux looked a little stunned.

Hear the other person's inquiry.

He then turned around and showed the other party the tree trunk pierced by the broomstick.

"My broom is stuck."

The horseman said nothing.

Just come forward.

He pulled hard with his thick arms.

The broom was pulled out.

Then he turned around and handed it to Devereux.

"It's dangerous here, leave now."

Saying this, the handsome centaur quickly ran into the depths of the Forbidden Forest.

despair! despair! despair...

Listen to the sound of horse hooves in the distance.

Devereux looked down at the broom.

There was an obvious big crack on it.

I guess I can't fly anymore.

Devereaux tried to use repair spells continuously to see if his condition could be improved to some extent.

But it's a pity.

It has completely cracked.

It is indeed very dangerous in this forbidden forest.

Devereaux immediately let go and ran in the direction he came from.

Fortunately, he didn't go in too deep.

He ran out after a while.

Soon I returned to the teaching place from the beginning.

By this time Neville had fallen off the broom.

Mrs. Huo Qi was about to take him to the school doctor's office.

After seeing the situation with Devereaux's broom.

I also want to take Devereaux with me.

Devereux declined politely.

After showing his complete physical condition.

Mrs. Huo Qi no longer insisted.

After leaving a warning for everyone not to fly around.

He left with Neville, who was still sobbing.

then.

Next is the repertoire——

Draco Malfoy!

Harry Potter!

Two dragons playing with beads!