HP Hogwarts, a piece of daily life

But at the same time, Yun Mama Lin An also saw the handsome Oliver Wood.

God!

She couldn't help sighing: Hogwarts does not prohibit falling in love, but their school doesn't even select school flowers or school flowers (although she never heard of such selections when she was in college, but in the novels she read Have).

But there is a kind of thinking, it is purely a knock on the face!

What a handsome boy Oliver Wood was!In terms of appearance, it is no worse than Draco and Harry (juvenile body)!

He has brown hair, steady and melancholy when he is not speaking, like a boy full of thoughts.When it's ridiculous, it's gentle and brilliant...

Lin An closed the book he was going to read, and couldn't help but look at him again and again at this moment—the only person who can match his handsomeness is probably only the sixth-year leader of Slytherin, Jem Hollens.

Oliver is tall and good-natured, and doesn't think much of Harry, a freshman who wants to try broomsticks as soon as his first year:

"Since Professor McGonagall said, try it, be careful not to fly too high, I will watch you by the side."

As he spoke, he also rode on the school's old broomstick.

"One, two, three—up!"

Harry could barely hear him.

When he grasped the broomstick, his heartbeat became louder and louder. At this moment, he rode on it almost fascinated, and kicked the ground hard. []

So he went up.

The air whizzed through his hair, the blood pounded his eardrums, and the robe fluttered behind him.

There was a sudden burst of ecstasy in his heart, realizing that he had discovered a skill that he could teach himself-so easy, so wonderful! [original]

He raised the broom a little more, making it fly higher.Oliver Wood beside him was yelling something, but he couldn't hear it clearly.

Then an inexplicable impulse surged up, he suddenly turned the broom to the opposite side, then leaned forward and swooped down!

Wood's face paled instantly, and then followed without hesitation.

Only to find that Harry turned around sharply again, grabbed the broom firmly, and slowly rose.

—he made a perfect dive.

Riding a broomstick for the first time without anyone teaching you.

"Harry Potter!"

Professor McGonagall is running towards them!

Her glasses flashed with anger: "I asked you to try the broomstick, I didn't say that you can do such a dangerous move on your own, you will break your neck—"

But Wood, who was already in the fifth grade, was surprised again after his face turned pale.

"Professor, he's a genius! He's riding for the first time! We're looking for a Seeker on our team, light, quick - my God! We've got to get him a decent broom - Professor, Quidditch minimum One hundred and fifty points!"

Due to Gryffindor's frequent reckless troubles and lack of classroom spirit, their scores in the House Cup are simply red.

Professor McGonagall finally calmed down, glaring at Harry angrily at this moment: "Come with me."

Wood also hurriedly followed.

Lin An felt that it was not a good choice to meet at the Quidditch pitch on Friday.

For example, at this moment, Harry was angrily carried away by Professor McGonagall, and he only had time to cast a sorry look before leaving.

Standing where she was, she waved her wand and saw the time: 43:[-] p.m.

She wasted nearly an hour.