Chapter 43: Flying Broom

Walking on the way to the classroom, Malfoy hummed a little tune, feeling a little happy.

His biggest dream when he came to Hogwarts was to subdue a group of pure-blood brothers, lead them to become bigger and stronger, and become the boss among the students.

As long as he didn't speak, even the words of the prefect and the student union president would not work!

But who knew that before he took the first step, on the train, when he went to find the two brothers Goyle and Crabbe in the compartment, they came back crying and told him that they were beaten by a blond boy.

What else can I do?

Malfoy has always helped his relatives and not the others. No matter what the reason, the younger brother was beaten, and he, as the boss, must get back the place, otherwise how can he be the boss in the future?

And then, there was no more... Malfoy has now compensated a large number of Galleons and magic items, ruined his reputation, and caused many girls to think that he likes Goyle, and he was also put in solitary confinement.

If he can't even get past a little Scamander, what's the boss, what's the boss, what's the boss?

So, Malfoy racked his brains, had sleepless nights for several days, and pondered for a week before finally coming up with a good strategy to defeat the enemy:

If you can't beat them, join them!

As long as the two of them joined together, Rolf beating him and his younger brother would be considered a case of no acquaintance, and it wouldn't be considered shameful!

With Scamander's military power and Malfoy's own financial resources, he thought that this small group could quickly grow in Hogwarts.

As for who is the boss, it's not impossible to have two people in charge. At the very least, Malfoy thinks that his status is better than the second one, and he is finally the fifth one, right?

Although Rolf didn't agree immediately, Malfoy felt that there was a chance, after all...

He didn't refuse himself!

When they were about to reach the Charms classroom, Malfoy was still thinking about it. The more he thought about it, the more excited he became. He turned his head and saw Potter and Weasley.

The two entered the classroom talking and laughing. When they passed by, Potter didn't even look at him, and Malfoy's good mood disappeared instantly.

His first target was Harry Potter... the boy who survived a catastrophe. He wanted to be friends with him, to be close friends with him, but he didn't expect that Weasley would snatch him away.

It was obviously him who started it... meeting Madam Pottermalkin in the shop, chatting with him, or even the first close contact!

Malfoy stared at Harry's back. He was going to Filch's detention, but he couldn't go alone. Draco secretly vowed to find someone to accompany him!

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Although Rolf didn't say anything about Malfoy's invitation, he refused without thinking about it.

He would never agree to the other party's proposal.

If Dumbledore knew about this, what would he think?

In the first grade, he dared to set up a small group in school, united with pure-blood wizards, and collected protection fees... I dare not think about it when I grow up.

Don't you want to apply to stay in school and become a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts after graduation?

What Tom Riddle II!

Rolf is just an honest little Hufflepuff wizard who likes to raise small animals and get some Hogwarts wool... How could he do such a sensitive thing? He doesn't want to be expelled!

Compared with Malfoy's suggestion, Rolf is even more concerned about the flying class.

On Tuesday afternoon, a notice was posted in the Hufflepuff common room, and the first-year flying class was about to begin.

This made the little wizards excited, and everyone was discussing Quidditch and flying brooms enthusiastically.

Even Professor Flitwick couldn't help but teach the essentials of riding a flying broom in class when he saw everyone was so excited.

"The key is to integrate the waist and broom!"

Professor Flitwick added dozens of books to his feet so that he could stand higher and everyone could see his slender waist.

"Although I am slightly shorter than the average wizard, I have strong waist and abdomen. I can hit Hagrid's knees when I jump up!

It's the core strength that counts, do you understand?"

In order to prove that he was not bragging, Professor Flitwick wanted to do 2,000 crunches for the little wizard on the spot, but he felt that the venue was too small to perform, so he had to give up.

When Hannah asked Professor Flitwick about his Quidditch skills, he said proudly:

"My nickname was Little Flying Squirrel before, those heavy hitters... I beat big with small, and I was accurate every time I rushed in, just like playing."

The little wizards continued to ask, since he knew Quidditch so well, why couldn't he train good players, so that the Ravenclaw Quidditch team had such a poor record...

Professor Flitwick said that his waist was not feeling well, and he hurriedly left the class a few minutes early.

In class, Professor McGonagall showed everyone her collection of signed jerseys of Quidditch players and sixteen ancient models of flying brooms.

Among them was the first one-star sweeper designed specifically for the competition, which was said to be sold for 10,000 Galleons on the market.

Professor McGonagall also analyzed the advantages and disadvantages of the flying brooms on the market. Even if she was no longer a teacher at Hogwarts, she could still be an excellent shopping guide at the flying broom company.

Even Professor Quirrell stuttered as he told the story of his fierce battle with a troll on a flying broom.

Unfortunately, he was no match for the troll's brutal attack and surrendered in a few minutes. He lost so badly that his wand was broken.

The students were also discussing Quidditch eagerly.

Malfoy talked about flying skills all day long. He complained that freshmen were not eligible to join the college Quidditch team. If he had been there, Slytherin would definitely win the championship this year.

He also said that his father was considering acquiring the Nimbus Company, even though the market value of the Nimbus Company was several times that of the Malfoy family's assets.

Ernie Macmillan also believed that he should join the Hufflepuff Quidditch team. After all, his mother gave birth to him on a flying broomstick, and he had an indissoluble bond with the broomstick when he was just born!

Justin wrote to the Nimbus Company and asked them to give him a Nimbus 2000. After being rejected, he became angry and threatened that he was a master of spells and wanted to dig out the "Deceleration Spell" and "Braking Spell" invented by the Nimbus Company and publish them in the Daily Prophet.

Hannah and Bones have been arguing for several days about who is the greater player between McFarland and Quigley.

Hannah believes that although Quigley has four championships, he has been running around to play for four teams and forming groups everywhere. What he has established is a nomadic dynasty, which is too low in gold content.

Bones felt that although McFarland won four titles in one city, he only won a "Dangerous Day Medal", which was short of great honor.

The two had fought three times for this, and each time ended with each other's clothes being torn apart.

Neville was very nervous. Although he was born in a wizard family, he had never ridden a flying broom. His grandmother thought that with his intelligence and athletic ability, he was not enough to control such a dangerous item.

Hermione seemed very calm. She borrowed a book "The Origin of Quidditch" from the library and tried to learn Quidditch skills by looking at pictures every day.

She didn't know where she found a broken broom for sweeping the floor, and took Shirley to practice there secretly every day when no one was around.

Seeing two silly girls riding a broom that couldn't fly and running around to practice, Rove was also speechless.

"If you really want to learn in advance, I'll lend you my broom."

"You have a flying broom?" Hermione was surprised: "Aren't first-year wizards not allowed to bring one? Oh, you're violating school rules again!"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Rolf lied without blinking: "What I brought is a toy broom, which is different from a real flying broom. It's a toy for little wizards to practice, and it's very safe."

"Is there such a product?" Hermione was very interested.

"Yes, it's suitable for little wizards under two years old to practice."

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