Tuesday, July 23, 2013

Harry Potter and the Sorcerer鈥榮 Stone鍝堝埄娉㈢壒涓庨瓟娉曠煶_268

come straight back down by leaning forward slightly. On my whistle 鈥�three 鈥�two鈥斺�But Neville, nervous and jumpy and frightened of being left on the ground, pushed off hard before the whistle had touched Madam Hooch's lips.鈥淐ome back, boy!鈥�she shouted, but Neville was rising straight up like a cork shot out of a bottle 鈥�twelve feet 鈥�twenty feet. Harry saw his scared white face look down at the ground falling away, saw him gasp, slip sideways off the broom and 鈥擶HAM 鈥�a thud and a nasty crack and Neville lay facedown on the grass in a heap. His broomstick was still rising higher and higher, and started to drift lazily toward the forbidden forest and out of sight.Madam Hooch was bending over Neville, her face as white as his.鈥淏roken wrist,鈥�Harry heard her mutter. 鈥淐ome on, boy 鈥�it's all right, up you get.鈥漇he turned to the rest of the class.鈥淣one of you is to move while I take this boy to the hospital wing! You leave those brooms where they are or you'll be out of Hogwarts before you can say 鈥楺uidditch.鈥�Come

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