The God of All Realms Starts with Harry Potter

The rest of the little wizards were also a little uneasy. As the flight class approached, more and more little wizards began to talk about flying and Quidditch.

Among the freshmen, those students from wizarding families would talk loudly about how they used flying broomsticks to play games during the holidays, and those freshmen from Muggles could only express their envy.

Chapter 0025 Flying! flight!

Finally, Ye Ting’s first flight lesson began.

Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff took this flight class together. There were about thirty or forty classmates among the freshmen of the two colleges.

The place where the class is held is a flat lawn with a forest at the end of the lawn. In the distance, black trees swayed in the wind.

Before they arrived, about forty broomsticks were neatly arranged in the field.

Ye Ting once heard Zhang Qiu complain that these Hogwarts broomsticks are so old that they have some problems more or less: some brooms flew too high and shivered, and some had a deviation in flight direction. Bad habits of left or right.

Soon, their teacher, Mrs. Hooch, came.

She has short gray hair and both eyes are yellow, like those of an eagle.

“Okay, what are you all waiting for?” she said sharply, “everyone is standing next to a flying broomstick. Hurry, hurry, hurry up.”

Ye Ting was in the middle of the team, picking up a crooked old broomstick with disgust, and the wooden branches on it poked out in a mess.

Hermione was standing next to him, curiously holding a broom that was almost bare, and looking carefully.

“Extend your right hand and place it above the broomstick,” Madam Hooch yelled in front. “Then say: ‘Get up!’”

“Get up!” everyone followed.

Ye Ting didn’t yell, just read it silently in his heart, but the broom cleverly clung to his hand.

Silently sending such a simple instruction, which is not even a spell, is not difficult for him.

But for the little wizards, only a handful of people can do this.

Hermione Granger’s broom just rolled on the ground, and the man’s broom didn’t move at all.

None of his three roommates succeeded either. Terry Bout and Anthony Goldstein’s broom entangled with each other, while Michael Kona’s broom slammed the owner’s face with a handle.

After screaming for a while, everyone moved on to the next step.

Madam Hooch demonstrated to them how to ride the broom instead of sliding off the head. She walked around in the team, correcting their hand grip.

“Well, as soon as I blow the whistle, you should kick your legs off the ground and kick hard.” Madam Hooch said, he also took Neville as a counterexample: his movements were not standard enough and he kicked the ground too impatiently. As a result After flying up, he couldn’t control it, flew into the forbidden forest and broke his wrist.

“Hold the broom firmly, rise a few feet, then lean forward slightly and fall back to the ground vertically. Listen to my whistle—three—two—one—”

Then came chaos again. Many people fell to the ground before flying half a meter. Hermione barely held the broomstick, and it took a minute to float in the air.

Perhaps it was because Padma Petil was of Indian descent, her broomstick took her acrobatics in the air, and many little wizards looked up at her with envy.

But Ye Ting clearly saw that her face was pale, her hands clinging to the broom tightly-this acrobatics was probably not what she wanted.

Justin Finley’s broom took him around until Justin fell to the ground dizzy.

Ye Ting was the best flying among them, and he flew into the air easily.

What kind of feeling is that? The air blew through his hair, the robe hulled and fluttered behind him, everyone became smaller and smaller in his eyes, and Hogwarts gradually appeared to be exhausted.

The sound from the ground he could hear—the screams of the girls, the screams of Terry Bout and the envy of them, and as he continued to rise and accelerate, even the voice seemed to be forgotten in the end Rear.

In fact, as he continued to exercise day after day, his body has been steadily evolving and becoming stronger.

Today, his physical fitness, balance and reaction ability have long surpassed the limits of human beings, which allows him to control the flying broom better than anyone, and is sufficient to make many difficult movements.

He just rode a broomstick and shuttled in the sky of Hogwarts. He swooped through the bridge hole, circled the tower several times, and even made a few rolls while diving.

The rapid flight deeply stimulated his nerves, and the adrenaline made him feel excited.

In the past, he had always been calm and calm. Even in his previous life, he hadn’t done anything too extraordinary. But now, this kind of flight has made him discover another side of himself-eager to stimulate and challenge the limit. The feeling of conquering life and death in the interlacing of life and death makes him want to stop.

“Perhaps, I am not born to be a person who keeps himself safe.”

Thinking about this, he flew more and more boldly.

He thought of the aerobatics he had seen at the air show.

Those pilots can complete so many dazzling and exaggerated technical actions in the cockpit and indirectly through the handle and instrument panel. Now he controls the flying broom by himself. The operability and flexibility are several times better than those of the pilot. He may not necessarily perform those actions. Less than.

He rode a broomstick back to the sky above the lawn.

There was plenty of room there for him to practice aerobatics—of course there was also an idea of ​​showing off—and then he began to try.

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First, he started by trying the simplest forward and backward somersaults, and then rolled left and right.

Although the rapidly changing gravity made his brain somewhat congested, he still successfully completed these movements.

Next comes the more difficult actions, first is the bell maneuver, then the half-roll, hammerhead maneuver, cobra maneuver…all are the most difficult and most famous actions in aerobatics.

Bumped and bumped, Ye Ting completed these thrilling and fancy moves. If the super pilots saw this scene, they would definitely shout “impossible” and then doubt life.

After all, anyone who sees an action that he may not be able to learn after several years of learning, but when others learn it the first time he does it, he will doubt his life.

Of course, this is not only because of his own strong athletic ability and learning ability, but also because of the better maneuverability and flexibility of the flying broom than a fighter.

Seeing this scene, the little wizards on the lawn let out a scream of admiration. Although they couldn’t see the difficulty of these actions, the gorgeous flight still made them shout incredible.

And Mrs. Hooch saw more. She used to be a professional Quidditch player and truly realized Ye Ting’s amazing flying ability—a talent that far surpasses all Quidditch players she has ever seen.

Eventually, Ye Ting’s speed slowed down, ending the bells and whistles of aerobatics.

It wasn’t that he didn’t want to continue to enjoy flying, but the whine of the broomstick “creaking” told him that it had long been overwhelmed.

He was just like, the agricultural machine forcibly spraying seeds played a stunt that a fighter jet could only play. He had no doubt that if he flew like this for a while, the broom would fall apart immediately.

Ye Ting slowly descended amidst the compliments of his classmates, and he was ready to land just like that.

Suddenly, a familiar scream attracted his attention.

“Help! I… can’t help it!”

The crying female voice immediately attracted Ye Ting.

He could easily distinguish the owner of the voice: Hermione.

Following the sound, she saw that in the sky a little far away, Hermione was holding the broom nervously, flying randomly in the sky, and she was about to fall off.