This Herbology class is one of the few classes this school year that Hufflepuffs and Gryffindors take together. Although there may be changes in the next school year, it is the most appropriate time for Maka to get close to Harry's trio.
Speaking of Harry, the boy who survived the disaster is currently fighting with all his strength against the Florob caterpillars on the stems and leaves! Yes, that's right, it's the kind that classmate Michael Kohner, who had a weak sense of existence, swallowed alive when he was a child. They especially like lettuce, but generally eat plants.
When Ron squeezed over to ask Maka about his previous encounter with Snape in Potions class, Maka was thinking about this caterpillar! These guys are a full 10 inches long, not much shorter than Maka's wand. God knows how Michael swallowed them as a child!
"Could it be eaten after biting it off?" Maka thought about it and suddenly shuddered.
"...Why don't you bite it off before eating it? Are you thinking about what to have for lunch?" Ron looked at Maka in confusion, and then said, "Forget about lunch for now, tell me about it! What did you do? Are you provoking Snape? We will start his class tomorrow. I heard from my seniors that he always only favors students from his own college, and I don’t know if that’s true.”
Maka came back to her senses and shook her head helplessly.
"Who told you that I provoked Professor Snape? Isn't this seeking death?" He briefly explained the specific situation, but Hermione couldn't help but join in.
"Hey! I mean, did Professor Snape really say that?" Hermione said a little excitedly, "That's Arseny Giger's pharmacological formula, it's authoritative! How could he say it was a mistake so casually!"
Immediately, Hermione calmed down again, and then looked at Maka apologetically.
"I'm sorry, I'm not saying there's anything wrong with questioning authority, but..." She hesitated, a little doubtful, "I mean, is that quantitative constant really an unnecessary constant?"
"It should be right." Maka nodded, and then explained to Hermione in a low voice. Hermione chimed in as she listened, but seemed a little convinced.
"What are they talking about?" Ron turned his head and asked Harry.
"Probably it's the content of Potions class." Harry had finished fiddling with it at this moment. A Flobber caterpillar was twisting and struggling in his gloved right hand, but it couldn't escape from the caterpillar that was blocking it from eating. of evil claws.
"So, we also need to learn what... I mean, what they are talking about?" Ron hesitantly leaned forward to listen for a few more words, and then looked back at Harry.
Harry shook his head. He only knew that he didn't understand at all, "It shouldn't be... right?"
After hearing this, Ron looked at Maka and Hermione who were discussing in a low voice again, then gave up and continued to concentrate on fertilizing the herbs.
"Maka, who is always clean and tidy, and Hermione, who is always messy, are a rare combination." He muttered under his breath, puzzled.
"Then, that Maka who had been lying in bed and couldn't get up turned out to be an excellent student."
When school didn't start, Maka lived in Hao for a long time. Ron thought he was very familiar with him. Although he looked smart and calm, he was actually very lazy and stayed in bed! The result didn't seem to be what he imagined at all. He even thought that he had found a good partner who was similar to himself!
"... Maybe, you can ask him for help with any homework you can't solve in the future?" Ron suddenly came up with this idea, at least he thought it was a great idea.
Behind the herbal practice course was the flying course that many people were looking forward to. This course Maka and the others took together with Ravenclaw.
Maka is naturally looking forward to this course that allows people to fly freely in mid-air, but he is not sure whether he will encounter any difficulties. To be honest, his sense of direction is not very good at ordinary times. If he flies into the sky, he will really be unable to find north.
The first flight lesson was held next to the main entrance of Hogwarts Castle, where there was a slightly sunken flat field. The grass on the ground swayed slowly with the breeze, and it looked full of life.
Looking to the east, you can see the edge of a dark forest, with tall tree crowns rippling in the wind, making a rustling sound.
The little Hufflepuff badgers were already standing on the field. They looked at the Ravenclaw students who were walking slowly towards this side. The flying class teacher Mrs. Hooch was urging them loudly. Go faster.
"Okay, what are you waiting for?" she said sternly, "Everyone stand next to a broomstick. Quick, quick, hurry up."
Mrs. Huo Qi's short gray hair stood up like a steel needle, unable to even be blown by the wind; her two eyes were yellow, looking like an eagle that was strictly supervising its young birds.
Maka chose a broom that looked more pleasing to the eye from the brooms neatly arranged on the ground, and stood next to it quietly, watching the other students hurriedly find their places to stand.
"Put your right hand over the broom handle," Mrs. Hooch shouted from the front, "and say, 'Get up!'"
"Get up!" Everyone seemed to be affected by Mrs. Huo Qi's strict tone, and even the shouting became more orderly.
The broom jumped into Maka's hand obediently. Feeling this strange and fresh taste, he felt that it seemed not bad.
But other students may not have it so smoothly. Some brooms bounced slightly on the spot, while others rolled on the ground. Ernie's broom even flew directly into the air, making his palms red. .
It seems that this thing seems to be related to talent. After all, there are only a few people who can get it into their hands normally.
Then Mrs. Hooch showed them how to ride on a broom without falling off their heads. She walked around the team, correcting the hand grips of the students, and from time to time she would criticize those who always failed to do well.
"Okay, when I whistle next, you have to kick your legs off the ground and push hard." Mrs. Huo Qi said, "Hold the broom steadily, rise a few feet, then lean forward slightly and fall back vertically. Ground. Listen to my whistle—three—two—"
"Oh!" Maka couldn't help but exclaimed as she watched the ground getting further and further away from her. This feeling was really interesting like never before.
Mrs. Huo Qi walked back and forth, observing everyone's situation. Of course, there were still many people who couldn't fly at all. Those brooms didn't seem to listen to them, but nothing special happened.
"Mr. McClain, you have exceeded the height I said." Mrs. Hooch shouted loudly towards Maka, "Get down and be safe!"
Maka was stunned, and realized that she seemed to be flying higher than the others. She quickly leaned forward slightly as Mrs. Huo Qi just said, and the broom immediately fell down honestly.
"Well done," Mrs. Ho Qi patted Maka on the shoulder, "The first thing a novice should pay attention to is safety. Step by step is the most correct choice."
Maka nodded, but she was thinking to herself, "Next week you will see Neville and Harry soaring into the sky! Of course, the former is in a literal sense, ew-"
"Mrs. Huo Qi, I'm thinking, if a novice accidentally falls off the broom, what should be done to remedy it?" Thinking of this, Maka suddenly changed her mind and said.
He still had a good impression of Neville, a fat boy who was always nervous. If Mrs. Hooch had been mentally prepared in advance, perhaps his arm would not be broken.
It must have been painful, otherwise Maka wouldn't still have fresh memories of that scene.
"Just use the levitation spell, don't worry," Mrs. Hooch replied. She thought Maka was worried about being injured. "If it's too late, Madam Pomfrey at the school hospital will cure them. Her potion always very effective."
"Oh! Thank you for your answer." Maka pretended to feel relieved and politely expressed her gratitude.
Of course, this was just a small episode in study life. For Maka, it was just a matter of convenience, and he forgot about it in the blink of an eye.
"Ha! This feels so good!"
With Mrs. Hooch's permission, Maca got a chance to fly at low altitude. This was something he applied for after a lot of talking, and he was feeling great at the moment!
The strong wind rushed towards Maka, whining past Maka's ears and blowing his robes loudly. Under Maka's control, the broom led him to dash left and right, looking like a shark sprinting through the water.
Although this shark is a little too close to the "bottom".
"Be careful! Slow down! Slow down! Quick, do as I say!" Mrs. Huo Qi shouted from below, but Maka's ears were filled with the sound of wind and she could not hear anything.
After a while, Maka finally slowed down after having enough fun. He suddenly pulled the broom handle and turned around, drawing a beautiful arc in mid-air.
Before landing, Maka noticed something was wrong with Mrs. Huo Qi's face. He immediately understood where the problem lay - in the second half of the test flight, his speed seemed to be too fast.
Even though these brooms are cheap for practice, and some of them seem to have some messy problems, they are still qualified products and are not children's toys for children.
"I'm sorry, Mrs. Hooch," Maka lowered her head and apologized immediately after landing. "I was a little carried away. I didn't expect that this flying feeling would be so great. I didn't pay attention for a moment."
Mrs. Huo Qi stared at Maka for a while, then sighed and said: "I just said you have to take it step by step... However, you are a good flyer. After studying "Quidditch Safety Precautions" carefully, you may be able to Let you fly a few more times.”
"...I believe you will find that falling in love with Quidditch is a right choice!"
This is Mrs. Hooch, who is so strict, fair and responsible towards everyone and everything, and most importantly - she loves Quidditch from the bottom of her heart.