Harry Above

Harry Above

Malfoy carefully controlled his broomstick as he flew through the air, immediately drawing every student's attention. When Malfoy noticed the envious gazes of dozens of students, the satisfaction in his heart instantly swelled. That's right, this feeling is amazing. No wonder Harry always loves showing off—so this is why! (Harry protested innocently, Do I? Malfoy replied, And you still dare deny it?)

Just as Malfoy had imagined, he sat on his broomstick and looked down on Harry from above. But unlike what he had expected, there was not the slightest trace of awkwardness on Harry's face. This made Malfoy furious. What he wanted to see was Harry making a fool of himself because he could not fly. Why are you still so relaxed when you don't even dare get on a broom? Is your skin thicker than China's city walls? (Luo Bei: Friendly reminder: wall thickness varies, usually between ten and twenty meters.)

Harry held his broom and was about to mount it to experience flying through the sky when he saw the ugly expression on Malfoy's face. He was utterly puzzled. I didn't kick your little junk, so why are you staring at me like that? Harry felt that Malfoy was probably having another episode. Otherwise, what was with that look like he was out to get him?

Malfoy suppressed his anger. Fine. He would make everyone see Harry's true face. No matter how well Harry hid it then, it would be useless.

He tugged at the corner of his mouth, making his expression look arrogant and self-important. After coughing twice, he put on a fake smile and was about to speak loudly. "What, could it be that—"

But he could not say another word, because everyone was staring at the sky and crying out in alarm. He looked up and saw a chubby boy plummeting from the sky!

After Malfoy flew into the air, many people began to feel tempted. Chubby Neville was the first to act. He kicked off from the ground, and his broomstick carried him soaring into the sky. But clearly, he was not as calm in a crisis as he had imagined...

Once his body rose into the air and there was no support beneath his feet, Neville could not help feeling afraid. The wind howled past him, and there were no buildings on either side—only boundless sky. Neville made the mistake Madam Hooch had warned them about: he gripped the broomstick with all his strength. As a result, it kept flying higher and higher. The people below saw Neville clinging to it in terror as he rose ever higher, and they cried out in alarm...

Neville accidentally looked down and saw that the people below had turned into tiny black dots. He could look down over Hogwarts, the grasslands, and the Forbidden Forest. The ground seemed impossibly far away. Neville's face turned white. His mouth fell open, and he let go. He slid off the broomstick and fell!! Neville's back faced the ground as his little hands flailed weakly, trying to grab onto something. It was a miserable, desolate sight...

Some of the more timid students had already closed their eyes, too afraid to watch what happened next.

Malfoy looked up. Suddenly, the corner of his eye seemed to catch a dark shadow, and a fierce gust of wind swept across his face.

Malfoy looked down. Harry had vanished. Could it be...?

After Harry noticed Neville falling from the sky, he saw Madam Hooch running toward the nearest student. But would there be enough time? Harry had no time left to think. He cursed, "Fuck," threw his broom to the ground, stepped forward with his right foot, and kicked off hard. His body shot out like an arrow released from its bow!

The gale roared, and his black robes snapped in the wind. Today's gentle breeze now cut across Harry's face like blades, forcing him to narrow his eyes. His expression was grim as he fixed his gaze on Neville, who was dropping rapidly. Harry had already reached his maximum speed. Many students saw only a dark blur shooting into the sky and could not even make out who it was.

Harry was about to reach Neville. The two figures seemed as though they were about to smash violently into each other at tremendous speed. But Harry had already considered that. He could not catch Neville directly, or the two of them would likely be crippled by the impact. Just as he was about to reach Neville, Harry became a black bolt of lightning that could turn. His straight path suddenly curved into an arc, his movement smooth and effortless!

Harry circled to Neville's upper right, sharply tilted the broom's head around, and accelerated toward Neville again. In other words, Harry was now falling toward the ground just like Neville!

Neville was below, and Harry was above!! (Luo Bei: Keep your minds clean...)

Faster! Faster! Harry's broom was now vertical to the ground. The distance between him and Neville shrank, while Neville drew ever closer to the ground. The only question was whether Harry could make it in time!

The students could not help holding their breath, as though even the sound of breathing might affect Harry's rescue. Without blinking, they watched this dangerous yet thrilling scene!

Harry turned his face aside and barely avoided Neville's tears. Damn it, could you not be so disgusting? I'm trying to save you! Luckily, Neville had not had a runny nose lately. Otherwise... Ugh!

Ten meters, nine meters, seven meters, five meters... two meters...

Harry finally reached Neville. He stretched out his hand and caught... Neville. He grabbed Neville sharply, and at the same time, the broom passed beneath him, leaving Neville hanging from it. Harry gripped the top of the broom with both hands and wrenched it upward with all his strength. Hold together!

Harry's broom successfully changed direction, but inertia still carried it into the ground. Its tail end did not have time to pull up, scraping violently across the earth. Half the bristles at the tail were ground flat!

But they were saved, weren't they!!

Harry leisurely took a lap through the air with Neville hanging from the broom like a limp noodle. His posture did not resemble that of a beginner at all. He slowed down and gradually landed on the ground.

Harry did not know that somewhere in the castle, someone was standing beside a desk, watching him excitedly through a glass window. In fact, when chubby Neville had fallen from his broom, she had already risen with her wand in hand. Then she noticed a rapidly moving figure rushing toward Neville, and that made her want to keep watching, because a certain question had been driving her crazy these past few days! The sight of that figure gave her an idea.

If this person is a Gryffindor student, then Merlin has truly blessed me!

But the result shocked her. All she had wanted was someone who could satisfy her somewhat, yet the answer far exceeded her expectations!

It was like a famous saying of Merlin's: I only wanted a tree, but I was given an entire forest!

This person was too outstanding. No, he was a monster!

He could instantly control the broom at maximum speed. Calmness, intelligence, turns as natural as flowing water, incomparably smooth handling, rapid evasive ability, courage. Professor McGonagall was certain that, at this age, in terms of broom-riding ability, he was absolutely the best person she had ever seen. No one could compare to him!

Luo Bei:

In the review section, there was a comment on Qidian. Reply to it there, and it seemed you could get experience points, or maybe Qidian coins—I did not really understand. I had wanted to reply, but... heh. The author himself was not allowed to reply and claim the reward. I'm seriously speechless! Everyone, go show some support. Hurry.

Part Two:

Disarming Charm: Expelliarmus — Snape

Jinx: Rictusempra — Harry

Jinx: Tarantallegra — Malfoy

Revealing Charm: Aparecium — Hermione

Lumos — Harry

Memory Charm: Obliviate — Lockhart

Eight spells