Harry Potter: Wizards Supersmacy

Chapter -6.

After realizing that his behavior could lead to more issues for Hermione, Brian limited his direct interactions with her.

Hermione also agreed, as she wanted to avoid escalating the rivalry between the two houses.

Now, they were more like pen pals, occasionally sending letters to discuss academic queries or personal challenges, and sharing a knowing smile when they crossed paths.

Another topic was that flying lessons were about to commence.

Malfoy always bragged about how he nearly collided with a Muggle helicopter while flying on his broomstick, and he frequently complained that first-year students couldn't bring their own brooms, claiming that otherwise, he would definitely make the Quidditch team. Brian was too apathetic to call out his lies.

His owl, Becca, brought a letter from Hermione, in which she conveyed her anxiety about the flying lessons. She even wanted to memorize flying-related information to improve her flying skills.

In his letter, Brian reassured her, stating that many children from wizarding families also struggled with flying.

But in reality, Brian was also feeling uncertain.

The original owner had certainly flown a broomstick before and had done quite well.

The Walker Manor contained dozens of different broomsticks, all part of Mr. Walker's collection. They were either rare limited editions or luxury custom models, similar to the high-end cars in the Muggle world that Mr. Walker found irresistible.

However, for him, who had crossed over, he wasn't sure if the broomstick would be forgiving.

The flying lesson soon arrived, and Slytherin's class was combined with Gryffindor.

This time, Brian had an idea: to see if he could earn witness points. Some events occurred during this lesson, prompting Harry Potter to join the Quidditch team early, which was quite a pivotal moment in the original story.

If this wasn't sufficient to qualify, Brian would need to alter his plans and explore other options.

At 3:30 PM, the Slytherin students arrived early on the field, while the Gryffindors showed up late after a considerable delay.

Madam Hooch instructed them to stand next to a broomstick, with Hermione positioned directly across from him.

They exchanged secret smiles, and he noticed Hermione quietly mumbling the flying rules to herself.

Brian glanced at the broomstick beside him; it was rather old, resembling a typical wooden broom from the Muggle world.

Listening to Madam Hooch's instructions, he extended his right hand over the broom and shouted, "Up!"

The broom beneath him rolled lazily on the ground, and Hermione's broom did the same. They exchanged glances and both smiled.

"Surprisingly, Hermione and I are evenly matched, really..." Brian looked at the broom beneath him and shouted again, and only then did it obediently leap into his hand.

Before Madam Hooch could blow her whistle, the familiar scene unfolded.

Neville Longbottom shot up into the air like an arrow, heading straight up, then plummeted downwards.

Prepared, Brian drew his wand and cast a levitation charm on him, slowing his fall, but Neville still scraped his arm on the bushes.

Fortunately, he had learned the levitation charm beforehand.

Madam Hooch hurriedly checked Neville's injury; his arm was bleeding heavily. She sighed in relief, saying, "It's just a scrape on the arm, nothing serious. Come, I'll take you to the hospital."

"None of you move!" She instructed the others.

"And of course, thanks to Mr. Walker's timely levitation charm, I think, um, Slytherin gets ten points!" Madam Hooch smiled at Brian and took Neville away.

Brian clearly heard Neville sniffle and say "thank you" as he passed by him.

But Malfoy was clearly displeased; he shot Brian an annoyed look, wishing he could have seen that toad break his leg.

He noticed the rememberall that Neville had dropped on the ground and came up with a mischievous idea, laughing as he ran over to pick it up.

"Perhaps, I should hide it somewhere for that big oaf to retrieve," he chuckled as he mounted his broom and kicked off into the sky.

Harry followed closely behind, and Hermione screamed.

Brian glanced at the broomstick in his hand, wanting to get involved, as the witness points earned from participating in the event could be doubled. But after hesitating for a moment, he dismissed the thought.

He certainly didn't want Mrs. Pomfrey to have to treat two people.

As Malfoy tossed aside the memory ball, Harry executed a beautiful dive and landed steadily on the ground, bringing the lesson to a close.

Professor McGonagall took Harry away, while Brian and the others continued with their flying lesson.

Malfoy looked smugly at the Gryffindors, like a rooster that had just won a battle.

And Brian, as he wished, heard the notification sound:

[Witnessed flying lesson incident, witness points +0.5]

While Brian was pleased, he silently complained, "0.5 witness points won't accomplish anything."

He still had to learn step by step.

After dinner, Malfoy approached Brian and said, "You always obstruct me, Brian. I hope you understand your position."

"I don't believe I've obstructed you, Draco," Brian replied with a helpless smile and a gentle tone, "I think Mr. Longbottom comes from a distinguished pure-blood family."

"But that big idiot is a reckless and arrogant Gryffindor!" Malfoy said slowly.

"Actually, Draco, our enemy is not each other," Brian intended to gradually shift his mindset, "If wizards can't unite among themselves, how can they combat external foes?"

"The wizarding world isn't safe, Draco, and relying solely on pure-blood families won't guarantee its survival," Brian interjected before Draco could respond, "Muggles are not fools, Draco; they even possess the capability to destroy the world now!"

"I'm not expecting you to change your mind immediately, but I hope you'll be a bit more tolerant and less biased towards your classmates. They are all our strength!"

Seeing the defiant look in Draco's eyes, Brian realized he had spoken too profoundly; this kid wouldn't grasp or contemplate these ideas at all.

He looked into Malfoy's eyes and adjusted his words to something he could understand:

"You are a noble, Draco, but they are not your subjects yet. Arrogance and prejudice will only alienate people. The kings in tales are all humble towards the wise. Only tyrants mistreat their subjects, but in the end, they are all destroyed, right?"

"One person cannot achieve anything; even the Dark Lord needs a loyal following, doesn't he?" Brian said thoughtfully.

"I have many friends in Slytherin and don't need those foolish guys," Malfoy said stubbornly, "The Dark Lord is the same; he only requires a group of excellent elites!"

"And that's why he failed," Brian replied slowly.

"Positioning yourself against the vast majority is the most foolish thing to do, Draco."

Malfoy's gaze fixed on him, as if he wanted to devour him: "You... you dare to speak that way about the Dark Lord?" He looked around and said, "He will always return; my father said so."

"You are simply hopeless, Brian. I will demonstrate to you that my choice is the correct one!" He walked away with his head held high.

"Is what you said true, Brian?" Daphne appeared from behind a wall.

"You heard all that?" Brian said helplessly.

"Sorry, I only caught part of it. Um, I'm curious, do Muggles really have the power to destroy the world?" Her blue eyes were as clear and deep as the ocean.

"Yes, so our enemies should never be ourselves. The Statute of Secrecy was enacted to protect wizards from Muggle persecution, but it unexpectedly limited our thoughts, causing us to become complacent and revel in past glories." Brian sighed, believing that even if Daphne couldn't fully grasp it, it wouldn't create any divide between them. Her views stemmed from her upbringing, but she was never extreme.

"Even just looking at the newspapers from the Muggle world, one would see the rapid changes in recent years, but they have all blinded themselves, Daphne."

"We can still comfortably hide in the wizarding world, but one day, Muggles might uncover our power. At that point, everything will become unavoidable."

Daphne nodded as if she understood.

"All wizards should be a force we unite with because the number of wizards is too small compared to Muggles, making us insignificant. Every individual is a valuable strength."

Including wizards of Muggle heritage. Brian held back that last sentence.

"So what should we do?" Daphne asked, tilting her head, "Do we need to eliminate Muggles?"

"No, perhaps it just needs some deterrence. War is certainly not a solution to problems," Brian smiled.

"I haven't thought of a solution yet, but maybe you can help us come up with one," Daphne nodded.

"However, I think 'Wizards First' should be the approach, shouldn't it?" Brian continued, "Only when a group is united can they be invincible."

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TL/N : Reading this? Throw some powerstones then!!