HP Dark Lord save the world

Chapter 7 People have to dream

The broomsticks of other students flew into their respective hands one by one, and Itana gradually became more conspicuous.

Ms. Hill walked up to her and watched her movements.

"Yes, let's be more emotional, imagine it flying into your hand!"

Itana tried to outline the corresponding picture in her mind according to what Ms. Hill said, but the result was still unsatisfactory. The broom just refused to fly higher and always fell back halfway.

She shook her sore hands and looked at Ms. Hill innocently and helplessly.

Every few years, there are always a few children who are not talented in this area. Ms. Hill is not surprised. Just as she was about to let Itana continue to practice, the boy next to her asked in a low voice: "Sure Do you want to use your right hand?"

A flash of light flashed in Itana's mind, her eyes lit up, she decisively moved her body and changed hands, and stretched out her left hand: "Get up!"

The broom bounced up and fell into her palm.

Inertial thinking was bad, she just followed the request, but forgot that the request might be based on the general situation, she tilted her head and smiled gratefully at Tom.

Ms. Hill nodded, and walked back to the center of the two rows of students, "Use the hand you are used to, left or right is fine!"

It's a pity that this situation seems to be just a special case of Itana, not everyone is left-handed, and in the end there is still one Gryffindor girl struggling with the broom with a bitter face.

Ms. Hill couldn't delay the progress because of one person, so she had to let her continue to try, and she started the next stage of teaching.

"Ride on the broom, and I will blow the whistle for a while, and you will get up on the ground. Remember, you must have the desire to fly in your heart, and pass your desire to the broom!"

This argument is so metaphysical, no, it should be said to be magical.Itana mounted her broom and waited for Ms. Hill's whistle.

"Don't fly too high, just a few feet off the ground, listen, 3-2-1-"

When the whistle sounded, she grabbed the broom with both hands and kicked her legs on the ground.

That kick seemed to turn on some kind of power switch. She felt her broom slowly float up, and she was lifted off the ground.

Wow—she smiled, continued to float up, and then stopped under control after floating up to a height of one meter, suspended in midair.

People on both sides looked up at her.

Even though he was the second-to-last person to call out the broom just now, he became the first person to successfully fly.

Did it change so much after switching to your usual hand?

A gust of wind blew by, and her originally stable body was carried and tilted, and then her balance was broken in an instant. Before she could stabilize her body again, she fell sideways.

"Oh—" Someone closed his eyes, more gloating, after all, falling from a height of more than one meter won't kill anyone,

Itana can also quite understand their psychological activities, and she also understands that if they hang upside down on the broom in full view, it will probably become a dark history for a lifetime.

No, this can't be allowed to happen!
Handsome is a lifetime thing, elegance never goes out of style!
She resolutely let go of the leg holding the broom, slid off the broom, and kept standing on the ground while holding the broom handle with her left hand.

Very good, the dignity is preserved.

"Oh, well done, but remember to keep a good balance." Ms. Hill saw that she was fine, retracted the wand that was originally extended, and reminded others: "Be careful, if you don't want to go to the school hospital, or Worse, like St. Mungo's?"

The students grabbed their brooms tightly.

After several shakes, Tom sat firmly on the broom, floating more than one meter above the ground, unshakable.

As expected of a top student at Hogwarts, you are afraid that you are not omnipotent, and you can't afford to be provoked.Itana muttered to herself, and got back on the broom.

Another gust of wind blew, and she fell sideways again. She had experience with this, and she still fell back to the ground smoothly.

She looked at the broom and was silent.

Has a little talent, but doesn't seem to have it.

Sure enough, she is not suitable for this. Fortunately, this is not a necessary skill for life. Just like driving, not everyone will take the driver's license test.

In the future, study things like flying to see if it can be replaced. No matter how bad it is, there are Floo powder and apparition. There is always one that suits you.

……

The days passed like this, very peaceful.

After all, she is not Harry Potter, so she will not encounter all kinds of troubles every year. Most of the students at Hogwarts are like this, not everyone is a savior.

After leaving the initial novelty, life began to feel dull.But that's fine, Itana doesn't like a life that's too exciting, especially when she's a rookie in the Novice Village.

In the auditorium, an owl flies by and drops a letter in front of Itana.

Her dark blue eyes narrowed happily, and after quickly finishing the remaining food, she bid farewell to Tom, and left the auditorium with a letter.

"She has another letter, the third one this week." A blond boy opposite Tom looked at the back of Itana leaving, gracefully cutting the steak on the plate, "Do you know who gave it to her?" ?”

Tom didn't even look up. "Contacting family members is not something that needs to be discussed, Abraxas."

Itana returned to the dormitory under the lake, sat at the desk and opened the envelope.

Dear Itana, I think you have adjusted to school life. I wonder if you have made new friends. I think a few good friends will help you a lot in the next seven years.

I'm sorry I wasn't very clear about the question you asked earlier.Grandma also has too much incomprehension in this regard, maybe you can ask your professor for advice.

All I can tell you is - believe in your own strength...

After reading it, she spread out the letter paper and began to reply, telling the old man what happened recently.

This is an agreement between her and the old man, to write at least once a week.

"Oh, child, you will never be willing to leave me alone at home, will you?" The old man said that the night before leaving, the light from the fire reflected on her side face, turning her silver The strands of white hair are illuminated.

After packing the letter, she went outside with the owl Goya and handed the letter to Goya to take home.It's bad that the lounge is underwater, you can't open the window.

Over the past few weeks, she had gradually adjusted to life at Hogwarts.Except for the flying class, she can perform well in almost all classes. Maybe it is true, as grandma said, that she has a very good talent for magic.

But she still doesn't understand the nature of magic in this world.

First of all, there is magic power. She can feel the increasingly stable magic power surging and growing in her body. Every time she casts a spell, it consumes these powers that come from nowhere.

If magic is a kind of energy, then it must have rules to follow.

But how does it produce those magical effects under the control of specific spells and wand swing angles?

Just like the curse of clear water like a spring, what does it rely on to make water appear out of thin air?
Science has come up with an explanation for this—water is formed by the reaction of hydrogen and oxygen.

What about magic?

In the past few days, she has searched through a lot of books, all of which are telling her how to cast a magic, but they don't say where the magic came from. Is this because her understanding is too superficial?
Just like the higher-level knowledge in the previous life, which was restricted by various conditions, she has just started on this road, and her eyes are still limited by the current cognition?
No, she had to take that step, had to go a step further, no matter what stood in her way.

All for the future she envisioned.

What is a match with long legs, be bold, a rocket with wings is possible.

If the end of the world is the sun exploding, you can even try to disapparate with the earth, the magic version of the wandering earth.

People have dreams, grandma also said that you have to believe in your own strength, right?

(End of this chapter)