svetikya Chapter 298 Luo descends from the sky, already unconscious.
Chapter 298 Luo descends from the sky, already unconscious.
Chapter 298 Luo descends from the sky, already unconscious.
"Cedric and Harry are getting further and further away, they're almost out of sight! The professors can't keep up with them anymore—"
"Wait!" Li Qiaodan gasped, his eyes gleaming. "Professor Hodge fell off the broom! And Professor Hamilton too!"
She fell down, broom and all!
Chaos erupted amidst the students' gasps and screams; this was something no one had expected.
After all, Professor Hooch was the most skilled broomstick flyer at Hogwarts, while Professor Hamilton was the most skilled spellcaster. No one could have imagined that the two of them would fall from the sky at the same time!
The two professors fell like white dots, and even with other professors watching, they couldn't use their wands to save them.
In other words, it seemed that everyone could only watch as the two fell from the sky.
"Cedric!" Harry, who was chasing after them, also noticed something was wrong. He called out to Cedric, "Quick, save the professor!"
"What?!" Cedric was stunned for a moment, and then he looked closely and saw the two figures falling from the sky.
Although he didn't know what had happened, he didn't have time to think about it and immediately followed Harry, turning his broom around and chasing after the two professors.
"Ah!" Loila couldn't help but scream as she fell from the sky. Looking at the ground beneath her feet, she couldn't even wave her wand.
What is this?! I was just here to be a referee, why did this happen to me?! Falling from thousands of feet in the air is terrifying!
How terrifying!
The air is really scary!
The ground is getting closer! My wand! My wand!
Despite her fear of heights, Loila couldn't wave her wand with her trembling hands no matter how hard she tried; she was even struggling to grip it tightly.
Moreover, along with her movements, her seatbelt had somehow been fully unbuckled. The only difference for her was that she had gone from falling off a broomstick to freefalling from the air.
There is no difference.
No—I feel—I feel like I'm going to die—Looking at the ground getting closer and closer, Loila suddenly closed her eyes—
Who—who will save me—save me—I don't want to—I don't want to fall to my death! Even if I die, I want to die happily lying next to the magic circle!
Instead of falling flat on your face in the Quidditch pitch and turning into a meat pie.
A wave of dizziness washed over her, and Loila's body, which had been curled up, began to fall in a freefall, stretching out completely.
"Someone save the professor!" Hermione, sitting in the student seat, was pale and disoriented. She wanted to wave her wand to do something, but she couldn't aim at the two figures falling from the sky.
It would be extremely difficult for a student to do something like this, but thankfully there was a professor present.
Professor Sprout raised his wand high, aiming it at Professor Hodge, who was about to fall.
"Slow down and stop!"
Amid the students' gasps, Professor Hodge's descent immediately slowed.
Meanwhile, another professor, Flitwick, quickly raised his wand and aimed it at Loy.
"Slow down and stop!"
"Pop!"
As the spell was cast, Professor Hamilton did not react like Professor Hodge. Instead, a flash of blue light appeared on his body, accompanied by a slightly crisp sound.
It was a magic circle artifact on Professor Hamilton's body that prevented him from using spells.
It seems too late to cast the spell again!
Even with their incredible speed, Cedric and Harry, even with their Nimbus 2000, could only watch Professor Hamilton fall from afar.
No matter how much Harry urged the broom beneath him, or how much he reached out, he could not catch the falling silver-haired professor, nor could he grasp Professor Loyla Hamilton's sleeve.
It's over—it's finished—
"Clatter—"
But just then, a soft sound suddenly came.
Then, to the students' astonishment, a silver unicorn leaped from between the spires of the Quidditch pitch, its head pointed and a necklace around its neck radiating blue light.
Its hooves leaped through the air, rising higher and higher in a flash of silver light.
Then it raised its head and jumped lightly upwards, letting the silver light envelop Loila as she fell from the sky.
She fell slower and slower, eventually landing gently on the unicorn's back.
"Pat-pat-pat"
The unicorn that caught Professor Hamilton raised its head high and let out a melodious cry. Then, under the astonished and speechless gazes of everyone, it gracefully descended from the air as if walking on steps.
And finally, the horse's hooves lightly touched the green of the Quidditch pitch.
"Bang!"
At that moment, the broom slammed hard onto the ground, making a dull thud as it broke into pieces.
"By Merlin above—" Li Jordan muttered, holding the microphone, "It was Professor Hamilton's unicorn—that saved her."
"This is simply a miracle—"
Yes—a miracle.
A miracle built upon a magic array artifact —
The necklaces around the unicorn and Roy's necks both emitted a faint glow.
"Haven't you learned it yet?"
On the cold beach, Muller, riding his broom, couldn't help but sigh as he watched the girl, soaking wet, whom he had just pulled from the water, raise her wand.
A faint ripple enveloped the girl, then the water on it vanished instantly.
"I'm so sorry!" The girl whispered, still instinctively hugging herself, even though her clothes were completely dry.
"You've never ridden a broom before?" Muller couldn't help but ask. He didn't know anything about the girl's past; he only knew that her parents seemed to have passed away.
But even if someone dies, it doesn't necessarily mean they never rode a broom, right?
This is something every wizard needs to know—and she's already in her second year.
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"No—no," the girl said softly. "I'm—sorry—"
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After a few seconds of silence, Muller said, "If you can't even ride a broom, you'll be laughed at."
"You know, every wizard rides a broomstick," he said, shaking his head. "If you can't, I'll teach you."
"It's very simple."
"No—no way!" Muller was about to pull her along for a practice session when his hand was already so outstretched that she took several steps back in fright and even slipped and fell on her bottom because of the slippery ground.
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There's no need to be so scared, is there? Although Muller didn't have any particular thoughts about brooms, this was the first time he had ever seen someone so afraid.
Well, this is the first time Muller has ever met someone so afraid of communicating.
"I'm sorry—I'm sorry—" The girl, seemingly thinking Muller was angry because he hadn't spoken for a while, whispered, "I—I'm afraid of heights—once I'm flying—I—I don't know what I'm doing!"
"That's a bit tricky," Muller said, shaking his head. "It seems the only solution is to find a way to overcome the fear of heights."
Why not just throw her off Durmstrang's tallest tower a few times?
I feel like this should help me overcome my fear of heights, right?
No—let's forget it—looking at the trembling girl, Muller was afraid she would faint in mid-air.
"He's a real troublesome person," Muller shook his head helplessly, completely unaware that he would have many more troublesome things to deal with in the future.
After all, he still had three years until graduation.
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