Luke looked at the broom at his feet, vaguely feeling his connection to it.
"stand up!"
The broom jumped up. Then, like someone who was dragged up after a long night, he turned around and fell down again.
"stand up."
The broom jumped up again, but this time, it seemed to be stuck, stuck in mid-air.
"stand up……"
As Luke's tone gradually became colder, the broom jumped into his hand and seemed extremely obedient.
Luke took a deep breath.
"Don't worry, for the first time, your talent is pretty good."
Taylor held the broom and consoled him: "Although it's not top-notch, it's relatively good."
Luke glanced at Taylor. Taylor understood what he meant and waved his hands repeatedly: "Don't look at me, it's not the first time I've used this thing."
"Even though it's old and worn out, it's still a broom, and it's not difficult for a skilled person."
"I know," Luke said, shaking his head.
Although he had already anticipated his talent. Of course, he could feel that this was not entirely a matter of talent.
He still resisted the broom. It can even be said that I don’t like it…
This also led to him not really being emotionally involved when he first called for the broom. And later, after suppressing the resentment in his heart, he succeeded.
For the first time, Luke felt that his talent was really useful.
He really hadn't thought of using emotions to force magic before.
He looked up and saw Harry looking at him with a broom. He smiled at Harry and waved the broom in his hand.
Harry smiled back and waved the broom in his hand.
After the silent conversation between the two was completed, Ron finally called the broom into his hand.
Then he glanced around and found that a large number of students still had not completed this task, and a smile appeared on his face.
Hermione looked at the broom at her feet in confusion. No matter how she called, it just rolled around lazily.
She was anxious, but the more anxious she was, the less useful it was.
I looked at the students around me all summoning brooms into their hands. She gritted her teeth and stared at the broom at her feet.
"stand up!"
Hermione almost squeezed out this sentence through her teeth.
Luke noticed Hermione's embarrassment. She lowered her head now, as if she didn't want to raise her head at all.
At this time, the emotional dust on Hermione's body was red with bluish black. Anger, fear, even shame.
Emotions are also very complex things.
Luke moved his fingers and suppressed all the negative emotions in Hermione. Then the emotional dust returned to colorless, and the red, blue and black became a small dot. But extremely bright.
Luke knew that this was a temporary suppression, and if he released it later when he was in a good mood, it would only be a momentary loss. But if you release it when you feel even worse...
That might be the straw that breaks the camel's back.
After awakening this talent, Luke felt more and more that this talent was not just simply strong. If developed well enough, it could even provide Luke with enough capital. In order to realize his own wishes.
Hermione felt herself calm down all of a sudden, and the irritation in her heart disappeared.
She felt something was wrong for a moment, so she raised her head and looked in Luke's direction.
Sure enough, she saw Luke's raised index finger.
"Don't think about it, call the broom first. Don't be impatient and give it a sense of security."
Taylor's voice reached her ears.
So Hermione looked in Taylor's direction again. I found that Taylor was trembling his lips slightly, but there was nothing the same.
Hermione suddenly discovered that her two good friends seemed to have something different from ordinary little wizards.
But now she didn't think too much. Instead, she lowered her head silently, brewing her emotions, and then shouted in an almost gentle tone: "Get up."
Finally, the broom jumped into her hand. Looking up again, she saw Luke's encouraging eyes and Taylor's happy eyes.
This is not too difficult a task after all. After another three minutes or so, Neville finally shouted his broomstick. But the broom almost hit him in the face.
It was Hermione next to him who had quick eyesight and quick hands to help him block it.
Next, Ms. Hooch showed them how to ride on a broom without sliding off their heads. She walked up and down the line. Give them correct hand grip.
Harry and Ron couldn't help but feel secretly happy when they heard her criticize Malfoy.
Then it’s time for them to move on to the next step.
"Okay, when I whistle, you kick your legs off the ground and push hard!"
"three two--"
As a result, before she could finish her words, she saw a Gryffindor student floating up and down. Then it quickly flew up into the sky.
Luke had known this for a long time, but what he didn't expect was that even though he was prepared to calm down for Neville, he still flew up.
It seems... it's not just a matter of nervousness.
Seeing Neville flying higher and higher, the teachers and students below began to panic.
"Come back! Child!" Ms. Huo Qi shouted.
But this was obviously of no use, as Neville continued to rise higher and higher.
Harry was also anxious, but he didn't know what to do. Suddenly, he felt a surge of courage rising from the bottom of his heart.
"Yes! I should go up and save Neville!"
So he kicked off his legs without hesitation and flew upwards.
"Harry!"
Ron shouted. He really didn't expect Harry to suddenly take off to see Neville.
Isn’t this nonsense!
If she could really fly up to save him, why would Ms. Huo Qi be here watching?
Ms. Hooch watched as Harry flew straight in the direction of Neville. Suddenly one head was bigger than the other two.
He is really...a student with Gryffindor characteristics.
Tyler glanced at Luke, who smiled softly.
"Don't worry, they'll be fine."
As he spoke, he already held the wand tightly in his sleeve.
Although as long as he does not get the spell from the system, he will not get the infinite growth proficiency bonus. But he can still learn some basic spells easily.
For example, the levitating spell.
And Harry's heart was filled with courage at this moment. Neville was right in front of him.
"Take my hand! Neville!"
Neville saw Harry coming forward, with a happy look in his eyes.
"Harry! Come on..."
Then, his broom began to perform Brownian motion in the air.
"Ha! Like a large bludger!"
Malfoy said in a tone that was both emotional and mocking.
