From Azkaban To Hogwarts

"not good at?"

When William honestly admitted that he had never touched a broomstick, Professor Kettleburn made a sound of surprise.

Next, William truly experienced the scene of being watched - all the people present were professors, and without exception, they all had the habit of teaching others.

"Professor William, there is no need to be nervous. The broom is very obedient. You just need to stand in front of it."

"Just, just stretch out your right hand, put it next to the broom, and then shout." Another professor enthusiastically interrupted.

'Why do you look like you are just joining in the fun, just like the audience who are crazy about coaching during the live broadcast...'

William was surrounded by a group of professors and enjoyed the most luxurious teachers in the entire British wizarding world - if they were not teaching flying lessons, William felt that he could cry with happiness.

But now, because public anger is hard to offend, William had no choice but to listen obediently to a group of professors pointing out his standing posture.

"Okay, have you written down all the important points, little William?"

Professor Kettleburn's excited expression made William feel like he was taking the decisive penalty kick himself - it was just flying, not serious, Professor!

But Professor Kettleburn obviously couldn't hear William's complaints. He happily slapped the other half of his arm with his remaining hand, "Are you ready? Now count down - three, two, one, get ready!"

"stand up!"

William suppressed his shame and shouted that sentence in front of a group of professors.

Then, the broom rolled on the spot and turned half a circle, changing from I to one.

…

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The professors around him were stunned for a moment, and then they all burst into loud laughter.

"Well, it looks like it's working."

William shrugged his shoulders, and then opened his arms exaggeratedly - at this time, as long as he didn't feel embarrassed, it wouldn't be awkward.

"Mrs. Hooch, now, should I get a different broom, or should I keep trying to make it work?"

Mrs. Huo Qi was one of the rare people who didn't laugh - as a flying class professor, she had seen countless examples of freshmen failing.

"Professor William, just keep trying. Very few people succeed at once."

It took about ten minutes for William to successfully master flying. To be precise, he should have touched the edge of the door even weaker than when he first glimpsed the door - he could already fly two meters above the ground.

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"Well, it seems that Professor William can't join our game for the time being. Mrs. Hooch, you can be the batter."

After watching William's efforts for ten minutes, Professor Kettleburn extended a very solemn invitation to Mrs. Hooch.

All the professors who decided to participate rose to a height of ten meters, and even the onlookers flew to the same height on broomsticks - William thought the professors would feel embarrassed about riding brooms, but now it seems that everyone is not interested in broomsticks. The view is like a bicycle.

"Professor William, you must prepare your wand so that you can save yourself when the broom is out of control. At the same time, you must also be careful not to fly out and injure students. Two meters is the best height for beginners. If it is too high, the out-of-control broom cannot be used. Dealt with it.”

Xingid gave serious instructions, and then flew to a height of ten meters with his broom.

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how? Newbies don’t have human rights?

William looked at the crowd flying high in the sky and complained in his heart.

Then, he rode a broom and tentatively flew straight in the air, accelerating, braking, and turning, having a great time alone.

If you don’t want to bring it, don’t bring it. Flying is still very interesting.

After flying for a while, William was a little dissatisfied with the two meters of air - even standing on a bus would be higher than this, so he shouted upwards.

"Professor Singed! Professor Singed, how can you practice so that you can fly to high places?"

Singed didn't react, but Mrs. Huo Qi quickly responded, "You can try it when you can freely control acceleration and turning. Professor William, you know how to do the head-soaking spell, right? Then you can try it on the Black Lake." When you really can't control it when you're flying a little higher in the air, you can rush into the water with a broom, just prepare the head soaking spell."

As expected of a flying class professor—he came up with a perfect training plan almost instantly.

William seriously doubted that the professor had any plan to train students in this way, but in the end he gave up because the first-year students could not master the spell of Bubble Head Curse.

However, the Soaking Curse does not put any pressure on William - many potions will emit a smell that is more horrifying than durian cores in a microwave oven when boiled, so the Soaking Curse has almost become a necessary protective spell for making potions.

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People who have newly learned a means of transportation always have the urge to take it with them to the toilet, and William is no exception. Since the students were in class anyway, he just rode a broomstick, half flying and half levitating two meters in the air. arrived at the Black Lake.

This is the largest lake in the school. Since it is class time, there are not many students staying nearby.

Every year, first-year students row boats from the Black Lake to the school. Occasionally, someone falls from the lake and is rescued by the creatures in the lake - some say it's a squid, some say it's an octopus, but William came from Hagrid's side. The version heard is Octopus.

"Don't be fooled by that guy, he is very docile. Every few years he will rescue a new student who is entering school, and he also pulls in a lot of 'adventurers' who are trying to hunt for treasure at the bottom of the Black Lake."

Hagrid emphasized the last sentence when he said this - obviously he should be a student like the Weasley brothers who believed that there was a secret at the bottom of the Black Lake.

‘I didn’t even think of coming to Black Lake when I was watching the stars on Saturday – it was a mistake. ’

William looked at the sparkling lake and couldn't help but complain about himself.

The sky is full of stars, there are a lake of stars, and with magic protection, you don't have to worry about mosquitoes or anything like that - isn't it more comfortable than catching teenage lovers on the lawn?

Complaints are complaints, William still remembered clearly what he came here to do.

‘First put a bubble spell on yourself to prevent it from being too late if something unexpected happens later. ’

‘The flying height cannot be too high. If the broom loses control, it will still have to be pulled into the lake, otherwise it will inevitably collide with the lake water. If it is too high, it will be asking for trouble. ’

"Be prepared with attack spells. If the lake is too calm, you will be easily injured if you enter. It will be much better to use an obstacle spell to impact the lake water."

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Before deciding to take a more difficult flight, William controlled the broom and hovered over the Black Lake while formulating the most complete plan.

If a leg or an arm was accidentally broken due to flying lessons, those fifth-grade kids who went crazy on exams would probably die laughing, right?

With this determination, William made another plan.

ps: It will be available during the day tomorrow, but I won’t be able to do it tonight.