Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

This herbal course is one of the few courses in this school year that is taught by Hufflepuff and Gryffindor together.Although there may be changes in the next school year, it is the most suitable time for Maca to approach the Harry trio.

Speaking of Harry, the boy who survived the catastrophe is now struggling to fight the Flobber caterpillars on the stems and leaves!Yes, that's right, it's the kind that the weak-existent classmate Michael Kona swallowed when he was a child.They especially like lettuce, but generally they eat it as a plant.

When Ron squeezed over to ask Maca about what he had done with Snape in the Potions class, Maca was thinking about this kind of caterpillar!These guys are 10 inches long, not much shorter than Maca's wand. God knows how Michael swallowed it when he was a child!

"Could it be bitten before eating?" Maca thought for a while, shuddering suddenly.

"...What do you want to eat after you bite it? Are you thinking about what to eat for lunch?" Ron looked at Maca suspiciously, and then said again, "Just leave lunch and talk to me! You are How did you provoke Snape? We will start his class tomorrow. I have heard from seniors that he always favors students in his college, and I don't know if it is true."

Maca finally recovered and shook his head helplessly.

"Who told you that I provoke Professor Snape, isn't this a death hunt?" He briefly explained the specific situation, but Hermione couldn't help but also approached him.

"Hey! I said, Professor Snape really said that?" Hermione was a little excited, "That's Arsenal Giger's pharmacological formula, it's an authority! How could he just say that it was a mistake so casually!"

Immediately, Hermione calmed down again, and then looked at Maca apologetically.

"Sorry, I'm not saying that there is something wrong with questioning authority, but..." She hesitated, a little doubtful, "I mean, is that quantitative constant really an unnecessary constant?"

"It should be correct." Maca nodded, and then explained to Hermione in a low voice.Hermione inserted a couple of sentences as she listened, but she seemed a little convinced.

"What are they talking about?" Ron turned his head and asked Harry.

"Probably the content of the potions class." Harry had already finished tossing at this moment, a Flobber caterpillar writhing and struggling in his gloved right hand, but couldn't escape the one that prevented it from eating. Evil claws.

"So, we have to learn those...I mean, what they are talking about?" Ron hesitantly leaned over to listen to a few more words, then looked back at Harry.

Harry shook his head, all he knew was that he didn't understand, "Should...no?"

Ron heard the words and looked at Maca and Hermione who were discussing in a low voice, and then gave up the usual practice and continued to fertilize the herbs.

"Maca, who is always clean and tidy, and Hermione who is always messy, this combination is rare." He muttered softly, puzzled.

"Then, Maca, who has been lying in bed and unable to get up, is actually an excellent student."

Before school started, Maca lived in Lu for a long time.Ron thought he was familiar with him. Although he looked smart and calm, he was actually lazy in nature, and he was still in bed!It seemed that it was not what he imagined at all, he thought he had found a good partner who was similar to himself!

"...Maybe, I can ask him for help with homework in the future?" Ron suddenly had this idea, at least he thought it was a great idea.

Behind the herbal practice class is the flight class that many people are looking forward to. They took this course Maca and Ravenclaw together.

Maca naturally looks forward to this course that allows people to fly freely in mid-air, but he is not sure if he will encounter any difficulties.

The first lesson of the flying class was held by the main entrance of Hogwarts Castle, where there was a slightly concave flat ground. The grass on the ground was swaying slowly with the breeze, and it looked lively.

Looking to the east, you can see the edge of a dark forest, the tall tree canopy rippling with the wind, making a rustle.

Hufflepuff’s little badgers were already standing on the field. They watched Ravenclaw’s classmates walking here unhurriedly. The flight teacher, Mrs. Hooch, was urging them loudly. Go faster.

"Well, what are you waiting for?" She said sharply, "Everyone is standing next to a flying broomstick. Quick, quick, hurry up."

Madam Hooch's short gray hair stood like a steel needle, and could not even be blown by the wind; her eyes were yellow, and she looked like an eagle that was strictly monitoring a young bird.

Maca chose one that seemed pleasing to the eye from the broomsticks neatly arranged on the ground, and stood quietly next to it, watching the other students hurriedly find their place and stand.

"Extend your right hand and place it above the broomstick," Madam Hooch yelled in front. "Then said:'Get up!'"

"Get up!" In Madam Hooch's strict tone, everyone seemed to be affected a bit, and even the shouts were extraordinarily neat.

The broom jumped into Maca's hand very obediently. He felt this strange and fresh taste, and he felt it was not bad.

But other students may not be so smooth. Some broomsticks just jumped on the spot, and some rolled on the ground. Ernie’s broom even went into the air directly, making his palms red. Up.

It seems that this thing is still related to talent, after all, only a few people can normally fall into their hands.

Then, Mrs. Hooch showed them how to ride the broom without sliding off the head.She walked around in the team, correcting the hand grip for the students, and from time to time criticized those who were always doing badly.

"Okay, when I blow the whistle, you should kick your legs off the ground and kick hard." Mrs. Hooch said, "hold the broom firmly and rise a few feet, then lean forward slightly and fall back vertically. Ground. Listen to my whistle—three—two—"

"Oh -!" Maca exclaimed as he watched the ground getting farther and farther away from him. This feeling was really interesting like never before.

Mrs. Hooch walked back and forth, observing everyone's situation.Of course, there are still many people who can't fly at all. Those broomsticks don't seem to listen to them, but nothing special happens.

"Mr. McLean, you are above the height I said." Madam Hooch shouted loudly towards Maca, "Come down and be safe!"

Maca was stunned, and found that he did indeed fly higher than the others. He quickly leaned forward slightly according to what Madam Hooch had just said, and the broom immediately descended honestly.

"Good job," Mrs. Hooch patted Maca on the shoulder. "The first thing that novices should pay attention to is safety. The most correct choice is to proceed step by step."

Maca nodded, but thought to himself, "Next week you will see Neville and Harry soaring into the sky! Of course, the former is the literal one, —"

"Mrs. Hooch, I was thinking, if a novice accidentally fell off the broom, how should I remedy it?" Thinking of this, Maca suddenly changed his mind and said.

He still has a good impression of Neville, a fat boy who is always nervous, and prepares Madam Hooch a little bit in advance. Maybe his arm will not be broken.

It must be very painful, otherwise Maca would not remember the scene still fresh.

"You can use the Levitation Charm, don't worry," Madam Hooch replied. She thought Maca was worried about her injury. "If it is too late, Madam Pomfrey at the school hospital will cure them. Her potion has always been very effective."

"Oh! Thank you for your answer." Maca pretended to be relieved and politely expressed his gratitude.

Of course, this was just a small episode in learning life. For Maca, it was just a matter of convenience, and he forgot about it in a blink of an eye.

"Ha—! It feels great!"

With the permission of Mrs. Hooch, Maca got a chance to fly at a low altitude.It took him a lot of talking to apply for this, and he is feeling cool right now!

The strong wind rushed towards him, whirring past Maca's ears, blowing his robe into a hunting noise.Under Maca's control, the broom led him to rush from left to right, looking like a shark sprinting in the water.

Although this shark is a bit too close to the "sea floor".

"Be careful--! Slow down! Slow down! Quickly, do as I said--!" Madam Hooch yelled from below, but Maca's ears were full of wind, and I couldn't hear it.

After a while, the addicted Maca finally slowed down. He pulled his broomstick and dropped his head, drawing a beautiful arc in mid-air.

Before landing, Maca realized that Madam Hooch's face was not right, and he immediately understood where the problem was-in the second half of the test flight, his speed seemed too fast.

Even though these brooms are cheap for practice, and some seem to have some messy minor problems, they are really qualified products, not children's toys for children.

"I'm sorry, Madam Hooch," Maca immediately bowed his head and apologized after landing, "I was a little bit overwhelmed. I didn't expect the feeling of flying to be so great, I didn't pay attention for a while.

Madam Hooch stared at Maca for a while, and then sighed: "I just said that you have to go step by step... But you are flying well. After studying Quidditch Safety Precautions, maybe Let you fly a few more times."

"...I believe you will find out what a right choice to fall in love with Quidditch!"

This is Mrs. Hooch, who treats all people and things with such strictness, justice and responsibility, and most importantly-she loves the Quidditch movement from the heart.