Hogwarts: Breaking off the engagement at the beginning and marrying Hermione instead

Chapter 8

Not to mention this flying broom that cost 200 Galleons.

He had never even touched a single Galleon.

This broom was almost as much as his father's half-year salary.

His mother would definitely not let him accept such a gift.

"Oh, all right then."

Brown didn't force Ron.

But he promised Ron that he could come and play more often in the future.

Anyway, this broom would just gather dust here.

It would be better to let Ron play with it when he has nothing to do.

"Come on, Braun, let's go out and try it!"

Ron said carefully while holding the broom.

Braun could not bear Ron's pleading.

He could only sigh.

Then he and Ron each put on a cloak and went out with a broom.

That's right, he has more than one broom.

Every year when a new flying broom is on the market, he will get one as a Christmas gift.

Some are given by his parents, and some are given by other people in the family or his father's friends.

The one he is holding now is the famous Sweeping Seven Stars.

It is famous for its stability and safety.

It is very suitable for beginners like him.

And Ron is holding the Nimbus 1999.

The two walked to the garden.

Ron stood beside Braun and taught him how to ride a broom.

"First, put the broom under you like I did.

Then hold on tight."

Braun imitated him and rode on the broom.

Not to mention that it didn't feel as tight as he imagined.

In his previous life, when he was riding a broom like the wizards, what would he do if he suddenly stopped?

It was okay for the witches, but would the wizards be in trouble?

I didn't expect it until I tried it myself.

On the surface, it was just a broom, but when I rode on it, I found that there was an invisible magic force holding me up.

It felt a bit like a sofa cushion.

There was a certain distance between my body and the broom.

It was not directly on the broom.

"Yes, very good. Then slowly raise your hand. Yes, slowly……"

Braun nervously raised his hands holding the broom.

Gradually, he felt his feet leave the ground.

Looking down, he saw that his feet were about ten centimeters away from the ground.

"Then what? What should I do next?"

Braun asked with a little excitement.

To be honest, the feeling of flying was really amazing.

In his previous life, Braun had sneered at wizards riding brooms, but now he was conquered by this amazing feeling.

""Use your magic to control the broom, imagine where you want to go, don't be nervous and take your time!"

Ron was also very excited.

As a Luther who was often compared to his brother in the Weasley family, he actually taught his cousin to fly a broom.

Is there anything more exciting than this?

""Merlin's beard! It's moving! The broom is moving!"

Browne shouted.

Although the broom was only floating a dozen centimeters above the ground, and its speed was not much faster than a snail, it was exciting for Browne. Looking at his useless cousin, Ron couldn't help wanting to show off himself.

"Braun! Look at me, let me show you my real skills!"

Ron was seen riding on the broom, and he flew into the air all of a sudden.

He looked at Braun complacently, and made a fancy move from time to time.

Braun looked at Ron with some admiration.

Although he hated Ron in his previous life, he had to say at this moment that he still had his advantages.

At least his flying skills were still quite powerful.

As for those jealousies and complaints from time to time.

In the final analysis, it was because of inferiority.

As the sixth son in the family, he basically used things discarded by his brothers since he was born.

The wand and pet of his second brother Percy.

The clothes of his eldest brother Bill.

He had to be bullied by his twin brothers Fred and George from time to time.

His life was simply too miserable.

It was not surprising that he would feel jealous when seeing others.

Seeing Braun's admiring eyes, Ron proudly raised the broom higher.

"Look, Braun! Am I awesome?"

Ron waved at Braun and boasted.

Seeing Ron's eager-to-praise look,

Braun was very considerate to satisfy him:

"Of course, Ron, you are the best pilot I have ever seen.

Come down quickly. It is too cold.

How about we go to the house and have some hot cocoa?"

Hearing Braun's praise, Ron became more excited.

But he was a little cold at this moment.

""Okay, Brown, I'll go down right now!"

But at this time, an accident happened.

The cold weather and the fact that Ron was flying so high made Ron's hands cramp. In this panic, the broom began to lose control and began to fly around in the air.

"Ron, what's wrong with you?

Is this a new trick?

Stop playing and come down quickly."

Braun landed on the ground and looked at Ron running around in the air, and couldn't help asking.

He thought this was some new trick.

Ron screamed:

"No, Braun, I can't stop!

My hands are cramping!"

""What, what?"

But before he could do anything,

Ron screamed and fell from the air.

"Ron!"