Hogwarts Blood Wizard

　　 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.

Ivan didn’t care about Malfoy’s threat. Although the old Malfoy was a director of Hogwarts, he did not have the right to expel a student directly. Dumbledore would not expel him for this trivial matter. After all, he is now Somewhat a friend of Harry the savior.

　　 "Ivan, good job..." Ron stood up with his sleeves rolled up at this time. He had already seen Malfoy upset.

　　 "Enough! Ivan, Ron, what would you think if Mrs. Hooch came back and saw you fighting? You will be fired!" Hermione looked at Ivan and the others angrily, looking a little hysterical.

　　 And Malfoy took advantage of Ivan's distraction and flew directly into the air on a broomstick.

　　Perhaps the advantage of high altitude has brought Malfoy a little sense of security. Malfoy, who was beaten up, didn't mean to repent, but took out a crystal ball with greater force, raised it high, and said to everyone.

　　 "Look at what this is? That stupid crystal ball! Let me think about where I should hide it? How about throwing it in a tree? Are you not that stupid friend? Come and get it!"

　　 "Malfoy!"

　　 Harry was almost furious, and despite Hermione's dissuasion, he chased him into the air on a broomstick.

　　 Although Harry was flying on a broomstick for the first time, it was steady, and soon the two of them fought in the air.

　　 Ivan naturally planned to go to help when he saw this, put the broom under his crotch, and learned Harry's take-off posture, hoping to experience the feeling of flying.

　　 However, the broom seems to have its own ideas, no matter how Ivan shakes the top of the broom, the latter will not move.

　　 move... move... why don't you move?

　　 Ivan patted the body of the broomstick depressedly, only then did he remember that he hadn't even completed the first step of sensing the broom.

　　 Fortunately, before Ivan stood there stunned for too long, Hermione had already stood in front of Ivan with her hands open.

　　 "Ivan, are you going to violate the school rules too?" The little witch stared at Ivan in front of her with enthusiasm.

　　 "No, I think Harry could handle it without me." Ivan hurriedly took the opportunity to throw the broomstick in his hand on the ground, shrugged indifferently, and motioned Hermione to look at the sky.

　　 Harry riding a broomstick was just like a fish in the air, and soon suppressed Malfoy. Hermione even wondered if Harry had practiced before he came to school.

　　 However, Malfoy obviously wouldn't admit defeat so easily. Seeing that he was not Harry's opponent, Malfoy threw the glass ball in his hand decisively into the distance.

　　 "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...

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