Chapter 17 You Think So? Malfoy?

"Who can tell me what is going on here!" Mrs. Hoch looked around at the young wizards, and then focused on Malfoy and Harry.

Harry and Malfoy turned pale with fright, but Ivan answered first.

"Mrs. Hodge, as you can see, they are just practicing their flying skills."

A trace of confusion flashed across Malfoy's face, and he opened his mouth to tell me about Ivan attacking him with the petrification spell, but in the end he closed his mouth without refuting.

After all, Malfoy knew that if he told him, Ivan would definitely expose him for snatching Neville's crystal ball and actively provoking him. Malfoy still knew which of the two punishments was more severe.

In order to avoid going to the solitary cell and being hung up and whipped by Filch, Malfoy reluctantly accepted that he and Harry would practice flying together in a "friendly way".

But Malfoy would never allow the annoying Ivan to stay out of the matter, so he immediately spoke.

"Yes, but it wasn't just the two of us who flew just now."

As he spoke, Malfoy raised his eyebrows at Ivan, the threat on his face was very obvious, and Mrs. Hoch also shifted her attention from Malfoy and Harry to Ivan.

"Okay, I admit it." Ivan shrugged indifferently, but in his heart he was complaining about Malfoy's naughty child's character.

Ivan and Malfoy looked at each other unhappily, but the two sides still vaguely reached an agreement while their eyes met, and they temporarily ceased fighting without revealing each other's secrets!

Malfoy was frightened by the punishment Ivan said, while Ivan was worried about being selected to patrol the Forbidden Forest.

With Ivan's current small body, he is not prepared to take this risk.

Harry, who had been listening, had a confused expression on his face. Couldn't it be that Malfoy took Neville's crystal ball and then took it back himself?

When did he become a friendly practice flyer with Ivan and Malfoy?

However, given the frequent hints in Ivan's eyes, Harry wisely chose to shut up.

"I should have said this before I left. No one is allowed to fly broomsticks until I come back!" Mrs. Hoch was furious when she heard that three students were flying privately while she was away.

Neville had just been taken to the hospital by her. What if another accident happened?

"I'm sorry, Professor!" Ivan apologized politely first, and then said immediately.

"But I don't think any little wizard can resist the temptation of flying freely on a broomstick. Who doesn't want to become a glorious Quidditch player and bring glory to the country after graduation?"

"As for what happened to Malfoy and Neville, it was just an accident. Fortunately, our levitation spell worked well and no one was injured."

Ivan kept talking about his love for Quidditch, and he almost said that he would become a Quidditch champion in the future!

Mrs. Hodge's face looked better now. As a professor of flying lessons, Mrs. Hodge was also a lover of flying and Quidditch, so she naturally understood that desire.

"Even so, you must pay the price for violating school rules."

Although she was not as angry as she was at the beginning, Mrs. Hoch still put down her face and thought about how to punish these troublemakers, but was interrupted by Professor McGonagall who arrived in time.

"Mrs. Hodge, could you please stop for a moment? I may need to borrow Mr. Potter from you."

"Of course." Mrs. Hoch was a little surprised at first, then nodded quickly.

Mrs. Hoch did not see Harry's flight just now. She thought that Harry had made other mistakes and was found by Professor McGonagall, so she simply simplified the matter of Harry riding a broom privately during the flying class. Said it.

Professor McGonagall just nodded, and then motioned for Harry to follow her.

Harry's head was in a state of confusion. He still didn't know what happened, so he could only follow Professor McGonagall away in fear.

After Mrs. Hoch watched the two people leave, she turned around and remembered that there were still people to deal with. "Ivan, Malfoy, your actions will deduct five points from your respective colleges. Classes will continue from now on!"

Ivan's face turned bitter. He didn't care about the deduction of points. In the past few days, Ivan had gained more than ten points for the college just by answering questions in class. No one would blame him if he was deducted five points.

But continuing to take flying lessons made Ivan feel a little pained. He secretly prayed that this lesson would end soon, or would he be cheating?

At this moment, Ivan had no choice but to pretend to fly with a broom while trying to minimize his presence and fish quietly.

However, contrary to expectations, due to the frequent situations in the previous flying lessons, Mrs. Hoch did not dare to let these little wizards fly around anymore, and was ready to come one by one. Ivan, who was tricked by Malfoy, unfortunately arranged In the first place.

Ivan looked at the broomstick in his hand and couldn't help sighing. He couldn't help but regret it. If he had known, he would have said that his flying skills were terrible.

Now that Malfoy has tricked him, he can't even think about how he can't fly.

Ivan reluctantly tried it, and this time the flying broom gave Ivan a little face, and he flew precariously under the control.

Despite this, Ivan was very happy to experience flying for the first time. He accelerated slightly and felt the sound of cold wind constantly echoing in his ears. The surrounding roof tiles flew by one by one. This feeling of freedom was far better than flying on an airplane. Comes wonderfully.

After flying for a while, Ivan landed smoothly.

Mrs. Hoch pursed her lips, obviously a little dissatisfied. After all, Ivan's previous performance gave Mrs. Hoch high hopes. Why is he flying unsteadily now?

Ivan could only cough twice, covering up his embarrassment. "Ahem, Professor, I think this broom may be too old. It's a little unstable when flying. I flew pretty well before."

Malfoy grinned and snickered. He didn't expect that Ivan's flying skills were so bad. No wonder he had stayed on the ground before and didn't fly up like Harry.

But unexpectedly, Ivan said suddenly.

"You think so? Malfoy? Otherwise, why would you suddenly fall off the broom?"

Malfoy, who was snickering, couldn't laugh anymore. He could only look at Ivan bitterly, and it took him a long time to hold back a sentence.

"Of course, I also think there may be something wrong with these brooms."

Otherwise, what could he say? Slap yourself in the face?

Malfoy said that he was also very desperate. In order not to be punished, he could not tell the truth. Otherwise, could he say that he fell because his skills were too poor?