All the little wizards cheered loudly when they saw Hermione soaring into the sky, thinking that Hermione was going up to stop the fight between the two.
But gradually, they realized something was wrong.
How could Hermione scream?
Alvin was taken aback. A group of children thought that Hermione would know how to use a broom, and they were still applauding from the ground.
But Alvin couldn't about complain. He clamped his legs, bent his knees, and kicked, and then he also flew into the sky and flew towards Hermione. Alvin accelerated desperately and quickly approached Hermione.
"Hermione! Don't move, keep your balance!"
In the sky, Alvin shouted at Hermione.
But how could Hermione remain calm now, her hand desperately clutching on the broom, for fear that she would fall off if she let go.
But not knowing what happened, Hermione's broom shook violently a few times, and then the speed suddenly increased, flying towards the distant woods.
Alvin was also in a hurry, and his upper body was almost all attached to the broom. The Comet broom, which had reached its limit, accelerated again and made a creaking sound as if it was about to fall apart at any time.
Alvin couldn't care less about that, he could see Hermione's hand nearly slipping off the broom.
Sure enough, within two seconds, Hermione couldn't hold on any longer, and the broom in her hands detached and fell straight down.
And Alvin accelerate with all his strength, finally when Hermione was still two meters away from the ground.
Alvin successfully came under her, released both hands on the broom, stretched out his hand, and perfectly caught Hermione who was about to fall to the ground!
When he caught Hermione, the entire broom was nearly crushed, almost touching the ground, for fear it would fall. Alvin clenched his legs and leaned back, slowing down.
When he landed with Hermione in his arms, the entire broom was completely divided into several sections, completely scrapped.
Hermione stared blankly at Alvin who was holding her back in his arms, her mouth widened.
Finally, she cried, and it was really sad for those who heard it, and those who heard it wept.
"Merlin! How dare you!"
There was Professor McGonagall's disbelieving voice in the distance. Alvin looked back and found Professor McGonagall rushing toward them. Behind her was a woeful Harry.
And further away, Professor Flitwick ran towards him. But with his short legs, this is a long distance.
"Mr. Gaunt! Miss Granger! You are!"
Before Professor McGonagall's almost roaring words were finished, she saw Hermione crying in Alvin's arms. All of a sudden, she was dumbfounded, not knowing what to say.
"Sorry, Professor, Hermione didn't mean it, she just wanted to help."
Afterward, Alvin explained what had just happened, deliberately emphasizing that Hermione was just a mistake rather than deliberately rushing into the sky.
Hearing Alvin's explanation, Professor McGonagall opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.
She understood that Alvin was speaking for Hermione and that she had also saved the little lion in her own house. She also has to thank Alvin.
"Mr. Gaunt, are you all right?"
At this time, Professor Flitwick came panting, and when he saw the scene in front of him, he was a little overwhelmed.
He just heard the shouts and found that the little wizards in the flying class below were not watched by the professor, so he came down to see what was going on.
He didn't expect to see Alvin riding a broom to catch Hermione as soon as he got downstairs, which scared him to the core.
"I'm fine professor, it's just that Hermione needs some rest."
Alvin said he had nothing to do.
"Mr. Gaunt, please help me get Miss Granger to the Hospital Wing. Also, thank you for your help today, 20 points to Ravenclaw. Potter, come with me to the office."
Taking a look at the current Hermione, she found that Hermione was no longer crying, but only sobbed from time to time.
Professor McGonagall also knew that the little girl was just shy, so she simply asked Alvin to send her to the Hospital Wing.
Alvin did not refuse and immediately carried Hermione.
. . .
In the Hospital Wing, looking at Hermione who was still burying her head in his arms, Alvin said helplessly.
"Okay, Hermione, it's just you and me here, you can let me go."
Hermione didn't respond at all.
Alvin is speechless
"If you don't get up, my clothes will be soaking wet."
The little witch finally had some reaction and raised her head, her little face turning red, Alvin won't know if she was crying just now or was stuffy in his arms. Looking very endearing.
Seeing the little witch raise her head and didn't speak, Alvin could only continue to coax.
"Okay, today was just an accident, everything has passed. you should practice more in the future..."
"I'll never ride a broom again!"
Hermione reacted violently, directly interrupting Alvin's next words.
Alvin didn't know whether to laugh or cry, knowing that he couldn't go against her at this time, so he followed Hermione's words to comfort her.
Finally, with Alvin's unremitting efforts, the little witch fell asleep.
Today's events were a little too exciting for Hermione, and a good night's sleep would also help restore her spirits.