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That afternoon, outside the castle, the students, Gryffindor and Slytherin, are lined up in two rows with brooms by their sides. The teacher, Madam Hooch, comes down the line. She has short hair and hawk yellow eyes.
"We get to see Bambi fly for the first time!" Sirius cheered and clapped his hands, making Remus chuckle at his best friend's antics.
Hooch: Good afternoon, class.
Class: Good afternoon, Madam Hooch.
Hooch: Good afternoon, Amanda, good afternoon. Welcome to your first flying lesson. Well, what are you waiting for? Everyone steps up to the left side of their broomstick. Come on now, hurry up. Stick your right hand over the broom and say, up!
Class: Up!
After Julienne said "Up"!The broom immediately flew into her hand, and so did Astro's.
"You know both of your fathers were good at quidditch," Sirius said, which shocked Astro because he never really heard anything about his father from anyone other than his aunt Cissy.
Astro gave a small smile to his uncle, which made him excited.
Julienne: Brilliant!
Hermione stares at her as the class continues.
Draco: Up!
Draco's broomstick flies up, and Draco smugly grins.
Hooch: With feeling!
Hermione's broomstick slowly rises.
Hermione: Up. Up. Up. Up
Ron: Up!!
Ron's broom immediately shot up and whacked him on the nose.
Ron: Ooh!
"The broom did us all a favor," Ginny said, making her brother give her an annoyed look.
Julienne laughs.
Ron: Shut up, Julienne
Ron then seemingly starts to laugh after he recovers.
Hooch: Now, once you've got hold of your broom, I want you to mount it. And grip it tight; you don't want to be sliding off the end.
The class mounts on their broomsticks.
Hooch: When I blow my whistle, I want each of you to kick off from the ground, hard. Keep your broom steady, hover for a moment, and lean forward slightly and touch back down. On my whistle...3...2...
She blows the whistle. However, Neville's broomstick somehow lifts him off the ground. Neville immediately lifts off. He looks pretty frightened.
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