I Teach Ninjutsu At Hogwarts

Malfoy glanced at Harry and grinned.

"I'll take it if you ask me to? That's great. I want to hide him and let Neville find it by himself!"

"Bring it here!" Harry reached out to get it, but Malfoy had already jumped on his broom and flew into the air.

What he said before was not a boast - he was indeed a good flyer - he circled everything on his broom, then turned to Harry: "How about on the roof?"

As he said that, he flew straight into the air. Seeing that Harry didn't move, Malfoy mocked: "What's wrong, Potter, is it out of reach?"

Malfoy shook the memory ball in his hand and looked at Harry mockingly.

Harry picked up his broom.

"Harry, this is absolutely not possible!" Hermione Granger shouted, "Mrs. Hooch just said that, and besides, you don't know how to fly!"

Harry ignored her, got on the broomstick, kicked his feet on the ground, and flew up.

The strong air flow slapped his face, and the robe behind him also danced in the wind.

He didn't expect that he would succeed immediately. This was his first time flying.

This feeling is so wonderful, maybe this is talent?

Hermione looked at his back speechlessly, "What a big idiot!"

Harry raised his broomstick slightly and rushed toward Malfoy in the sky.

The students on the ground were stunned and kept shouting and cheering.

He flew up to Malfoy's level and faced Malfoy.

Malfoy obviously didn't expect this and was a little surprised.

Harry shouted: "Give it to me quickly! Or I will knock you down!"

Malfoy still flipped the memory ball and said, "That's not a bad tone!"

Harry suddenly reached for the memory ball, but Malfoy flipped on his broom and dodged it.

Malfoy raised the memory ball, and Harry suddenly had a bad feeling.

"Then just wait and see!"

After saying that, Malfoy threw the memory ball hard.

Harry saw the glass ball flying directly into the sky, flying towards the castle.

He hurriedly turned the broom, tilted his body, and flew quickly in the direction of the glass ball.

The wind whistled in his ears, mixed with the screams of the audience below. He reached out his hand and caught the glass ball just as it was about to hit the window.

Professor McGonagall, who was working inside the window, suddenly saw an extra person in front of the window. She walked to the window and looked down.

Seeing Harry Potter flying in the air with a glass ball, Professor McGonagall quickly took off his glasses to see if he was dazzled.

Harry waved the glass ball to signal to the people below, with a smile on his face.

He landed slowly, and all the students cheered and rushed to him, surrounding him.

"Great, Harry!"

"Well done, Harry!"

"That's absolutely stunning, Harry!"

Suddenly a familiar voice came from the side.

"Harry Potter!"

Harry's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly had an ominous premonition.

Sure enough, at the gate of the castle, Professor McGonagall was watching Harry walking quickly, and Harry was so frightened that he stood up quickly.

"In all my years at Hogwarts - never -"

Professor McGonagall was so surprised that she couldn't speak. Her eyes flashed with anger, "-how dare you--you will break your neck--"

"It's not his fault, Professor—"

"Shut up, Miss Patil—"

"But Malfoy—"

"Stop it, Mr. Weasley. Now, Potter, follow me."

Professor McGonagall ignored the students' pleas and took Harry to the castle.

Malfoy, Laboon and Goyle looked at Harry's lonely back as he left, with proud expressions on their faces.

Harry felt sad, remembering what Ms. Hooch had said, that he might have to leave Hogwarts.

Professor McGonagall strode forward without looking at him; he had to trot to keep up.

He is finished now.

Less than a month after he arrived, he was about to be kicked out of Hogwarts, so he had to pack his things and leave.

What would Dudley and the others say when they saw him, ridicule?

Harry followed Professor McGonagall into the castle and climbed the stairs.

Professor McGonagall didn't say a word during the whole process, which made Harry even more uncomfortable.

Professor McGonagall took him through one door after another and through the corridors, not knowing where he was going.

Maybe he was going to Principal Dumbledore's office. After all, expelling a student requires the principal's approval.

Harry suddenly thought of Hagrid. Maybe he could be Hagrid's assistant or something.

This way you don't have to leave Hogwarts and can continue to stay in school.

He seemed to have seen himself become an assistant, watching pitifully as his classmates became powerful magicians.

Thinking of this, Harry couldn't help feeling uncomfortable.

Professor McGonagall took Harry to a classroom and said to Harry, "Wait here!"

Professor McGonagall walked in and asked Professor Quirrell, who was in class: "Sorry, Professor Quirrell, can I have a few words with Wood?"

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