Mrs. Hooch hurried to the grass where the two fell, her face as pale as Neville's.
Strictly speaking, Mrs. Hooch, who only serves as a first-year flying teacher, is not a professor at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, but is somewhere between faculty members like Filch and formal professors like Snape.
position among professors.
Of course, in addition to teaching flying lessons, Mrs. Hooch also serves as a referee for Hogwarts Quidditch games.
As a retired former Quidditch professional player who was able to return to Hogwarts Castle as a teacher, Mrs. Hooch is naturally one of the top experts in the entire wizarding world in flying, Quidditch and broom flying competitions.
But relatively speaking, she is obviously inferior in terms of magic strength - not bad, but just above average, and may not necessarily be comparable to a few outstanding seventh grade graduates.
"Relax, Mrs. Huo Qi...it's just a few scratches."
Before Mrs. Huo Qi could get closer, a cute and intact little hair stood up from the grass and swayed flexibly from side to side.
Then, Elena stood up from the ground, calmly patted the dirt, grass seeds and broom fragments on her robe, and pulled Neville up from the grass.
She took advantage of this time to take a general look. Apart from some scratches on her arms and cheeks, the biggest problem with this little fat man was that he was a little too frightened. His legs were shaking uncontrollably and he had no strength. It was estimated that she would soften as soon as she let go.
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"Merlin, luckily you are all fine. Do you know how dangerous what you just did is?"
After taking a closer look at Elena and Neville in front of her, and confirming that they were indeed fine, Mrs. Hoqi's tense expression eased slightly, she stroked her chest and let out a long sigh of relief.
"Okay, okay, it's okay. It's an emergency, and there's nothing I can do...hiss--"
Elena suddenly took a breath of air and subconsciously opened the palm of her left hand.
A shocking red color was gradually spreading, because the last push was too hard, and some wooden thorns at the broken ends of the broom accidentally stuck into her palm - it seemed that the strengthening spell still had some flaws.
When faced with magic items that are also driven by their own magic power, will that layer of protection be offset?
"Elena, what's wrong with you?! So much blood..."
Before Mrs. Ho Qi could speak, a little figure with wavy chestnut hair rushed forward, hurriedly took out a handkerchief from his pocket, and awkwardly covered the girl's wound in an attempt to stop the bleeding.
Looking at Hermione Granger who suddenly rushed in front of her, Elena's expression suddenly changed and she said quickly.
"Wait! Hermione, don't... hiss..."
QAQ!
Before Elena could finish speaking, the white handkerchief was pressed directly on Elena's wound. While pressing the wound, it also touched the wooden thorn embedded in it. Originally, it was just flowing slowly.
Blood rushed out in an instant.
"...Don't touch my wound, it hurts."
Elena gasped again, trembled all over, looked at the helpless little beaver in front of her with a look of despair, and quickly grabbed her hand with her right hand that continued to exert force.
"Granger, please let me go. If you keep pressing it like this, the wooden thorn inside may be poked out from the back of my hand. Just let me do it and I will handle it myself."
"But, so much blood..." Hermione's face was full of anxiety, tears welling up in her eyes.
"Ur"【Healing Magic Text-Sequence 2】
The soft and warm milky white light lit up and quickly enveloped Elena's injured palm.
Tiny wooden thorns were quickly expelled. In less than five seconds, the wound on Elena's hand was completely healed, leaving only a shallow red mark and some remaining blood.
"Look, it's fine now."
Elena raised her palm, showed it to Hermione flexibly, and waved to the round-faced boy next to her.
"Neville, come here, let me help you take care of the scratches on your arms and face."
"Sister, thank you..."
Feeling the solid and stable ground under his feet, Neville Longbottom's breathing gradually calmed down, and he dragged his still trembling legs towards Elena's direction.
Snapped.
Neville seemed to have accidentally kicked something, and a round glass ball rolled out of the grass. It seemed to be filled with white smoke, sparkling in the sun.
"This is... a memory ball?"
Elena bent down curiously, picked up the glass ball, and bumped it in her hands curiously.
"Well, grandma knows that I always have no memory, so she sent it to me specially."
Neville nodded helplessly, scratched his cheek, and explained a little embarrassedly.
"Just hold it tightly. If it turns red, it means you have forgotten something. But grandma is also a little confused... Since she has forgotten it, how can she still remember it."
"Is that so?"
Elena clenched the memory ball in her hand with great interest, recalling what had happened from the weekend morning to now, looking at the white glass bead that had not changed at all, and breathed a sigh of relief.
It seems that the worst case scenario has not happened...otherwise, she may have to seriously consider the nuclear neutralization plan.
Throwing the glass ball in her hand back to Neville, Elena smiled and shook her head.
"Longbottom, your grandma must be an amazing wizard. I think the purpose of her giving you this memory ball is not really to let you remember something - the deeper purpose may be to let you know,
You are still yourself.”
"Huh?" Neville hurriedly took the memory ball and blinked in confusion.
"If you have time, you can go to the library and read about the measures people took to deal with forgetting spells and memory-modifying spells during the Wizarding War. It was at that time that memory balls began to appear."
Elena smiled slightly, memory is the most precious and fragile existence.
During the previous Wizarding War, with the widespread use of memory magic and the Imperius Curse, the memory ball became particularly important - it may not be able to help you resist the harm of the curse, but at least it can let you know whether you have been harmed by someone.
Cast a spell.
Regarding this point, she accidentally saw something in a corner of the book when she was inquiring about the origin of the Magical Era. Later, when she asked Grindelwald, she also got the same reply.
"How about, eldest sister, I'll give this to..."
Neville nodded in understanding and held out the memory ball in his hand. In his intuition, it seemed that Sister Elena liked this thing quite a bit.
"Elena Kaslana! Neville Longbottom!"
At this moment, an anxious voice came from the direction of the castle entrance.
The students subconsciously turned their heads and saw Professor McGonagall running towards them quickly with her robe in hand.
Behind her were Professor Sprout, who was also out of breath, as well as Professor Dumbledore and Mr. Otto Apocalypse with flowing beards - it was like a sprint race between professors.
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