Chapter 28: Flying Class
Flying is probably the dream of all humankind.
Vaughn, who was not very enthusiastic at first, cheered loudly when he actually rode a broomstick and flew into the sky.
That feeling of leaving everything on the ground behind, breaking through the air, and his robes flapping in the wind was as if it could make one forget all worries.
After applying to Madam Hooch, Vaughn and Harry flew around the pitch for a while.
When they returned, Ron, Malfoy, and others had also successfully taken off.
A few young wizards remained on the ground.
Neville was among them.
Madam Hooch had been guiding him on the correct posture and how to grip the broomstick, but Neville always forgot, and the Memory Charm hanging on his chest flashed like a stage light.
Malfoy and his followers laughed loudly.
Ron and Seamus were confronting them, and Harry quickly flew over.
At this moment, Neville, who had barely managed to float into the air, suddenly turned pale as if he had forgotten something again, and fell unsteadily.
Madam Hooch, who had been prepared, had just drawn her wand when she saw two spells hit Neville from above.
“Full Body-Bind!”
“Levitation Charm!”
Neville was fixed at a height of 5 feet, with his limbs splayed.
Noses and tears were smeared all over his face from being flung by inertia, but at least he didn’t fall directly to the ground.
“Well done, Mr. Vaughn Weasley, 5 points to Slytherin!”
Madam Hooch breathed a sigh of relief, quickly cast a counter-spell to bring Neville down. The little fatty was already dazed with fear.
Madam Hooch, worried about his mental state, said a few hurried words and took Neville to Madam Pomfrey. Watching Madam Hooch leave, Malfoy became even more reckless, circling Harry on his broomstick and taunting loudly:
“Potter, did you see Longbottom? Woo woo woo, Mummy, I’m so scared… Oh, sorry, I forgot, Longbottom doesn’t have a mummy and daddy!”
This sentence completely enraged Harry.
Even Vaughn was amazed at Malfoy’s suicidal tendencies.
How could his brain utter such malicious words without thinking?
Harry violently collided with Malfoy, and Ron cheered him on loudly from the side.
The two had long been looking forward to fighting with Malfoy.
Now flying in the sky without any professors, Crabbe and Goyle, those two little trolls, were also cowering on their broomsticks like quails.
The timing was perfect!
Malfoy seemed to realize his disadvantage and fled in a panic, with the two of them flying one after the other towards Hogwarts Castle.
“Harry! Harry!” Hermione shouted anxiously, glaring at Ron, and then pleaded with Vaughn, “Vaughn, please, go catch them. If the professors see them, Gryffindor and Slytherin’s points will be ruined.”
Vaughn, who had already wanted to go and watch the commotion, nodded and chased after them.
By the time Vaughn flew over, Harry and Malfoy had already circled the forest of Hogwarts’ pointed spires like a dance.
Even at this moment, Malfoy was unwilling to submit to Harry: “Come chase me, Potter, haven’t you eaten?”
“You must be good friends with Longbottom, since neither of you have parents!”
Vaughn sighed, honestly, at that moment he wanted to cast an Evil Curse on Malfoy, his mouth was too venomous.
As expected, Harry let out a roar.
With no further restraint, he accelerated sharply, knocking Malfoy off his broomstick.
But he immediately regretted it. Although he was angry, he had not intended to kill Malfoy.
Harry quickly turned around, caught up to Malfoy, and caught him.
Alas, the school’s old broomstick bore a weight it should not have.
With a puff of black smoke, it plummeted towards the ground.
Just as the two were screaming and about to hit the ground from a height of about 10 feet,
Vaughn, who was chasing from behind, and a window in the tower ahead that had opened simultaneously cast spells:
“Full Body-Bind!”
“Dampening Charm!”
The two clung to each other tightly, fixed in mid-air.
Vaughn quickly waved his wand and cast another Levitation Charm, levitating them towards the window, then stopped his broomstick and bowed to the figure revealed behind the window:
“Good afternoon, Professor McGonagall!”
Professor McGonagall’s face turned green, her stern, imposing face looked like she could eat someone: “It’s not good at all, Mr. Vaughn Weasley. If you hadn’t arrived, and if things hadn’t happened to occur near my office…”
Her hand gripping her wand trembled as she took deep breaths:
“These two foolish children will probably have to stay at Madam Pomfrey’s for a month!”
“Merlin, this is the worst thing I’ve seen in all these years. Two first-year students, disregarding classroom discipline, fighting on flying broomsticks.”
“And nearly caused a major accident!”
Saying that, she glared angrily at Harry and Malfoy, who had already fallen to her feet, still clinging to each other due to the spell’s effect.
Then she said to Vaughn, “Mr. Weasley, although you also did not comply with classroom discipline, your actions deserve me awarding Slytherin 20 points.”
“Now, go back to class, and inform Madam Hooch of the detailed situation.”
“Yes, Professor.”
Vaughn maneuvered his broomstick and flew away, still able to hear Professor McGonagall’s roar from a distance.
This was the first time he had seen Professor McGonagall so angry.
“Much more exciting than the original book. I wonder if Professor McGonagall will still let Harry join the Quidditch team…”
Vaughn had no intention of interfering with Harry’s destiny; he preferred to approach things from his own perspective and let them unfold naturally.
For example, saving Neville today and preventing him from getting injured was because he had a good impression of Neville.
On the other hand, the conflict between Harry and Malfoy was unavoidable. They were naturally at odds, and Malfoy’s venomous tongue was beyond Vaughn’s expectations.
Unless he was willing to be Harry’s nanny and suppress Malfoy every day, their conflict would eventually erupt!
Returning to the Quidditch Pitch, Vaughn shook his head at Hermione, who was looking at him eagerly.
He recounted the events.
Hermione’s face immediately turned pale.
After asking if Harry was injured, she trembled all over: “I! Knew! They! Would! Cause! Trouble!”
Ron also became scared and quickly approached Vaughn, “Harry, Harry won’t be expelled, will he?”
Hermione said angrily, “You’re scared now? Why did you instigate him before? Just watch, even if he’s not expelled, Gryffindor’s House Points are ruined!”
Ron, uncharacteristically, did not dare to argue with her.
When flying class ended, the two of them dragged Vaughn to see the House hourglasses.
They saw that Gryffindor had lost 60 points and Slytherin had lost 40 points, but Vaughn had also gained 20 points.
The reason was that although Malfoy provoked Harry, he did not actively attack. Harry made an inappropriate move, nearly causing an accident.
The point difference immediately widened by 40 points, and Hermione was on the verge of despair!
Later, Harry was finally allowed back by Professor McGonagall, bringing the good news that she permitted him to join Quidditch.
But Hermione didn’t want to hear it, and Harry wasn’t happy either, because there was also bad news –
He would be serving detention with Malfoy!
