Harry Potter Broomstick Flying Novels & Stories

it was a world of technology and they didn’t even have to walk on their feet. Even if they were walking in a forest, couldn’t they find those motorbikes? As witches, there should be a few of them who could teleport, right? If not, why not use the brooms? Hazel once told her that some of them use them. So why not do them a favor and use what they have? Anyway, since her ghost body seemed to follow this group of people without any problems, she decided to continue to listen. It seemed like she was brought here to eavesdrop on them, so why not?

A loud shrieking sound came from the beast. If he wasn't angry before, he sure was now! Think Hazel, THINK! But what the fuck could I do? I was just a girl, a stupid girl waving a stick at a nightmarish beast. What could a stick do? Suddenly an idea popped into my mind. I lifted the stick higher and made sure it was directly pointed at the beast. "EXPELLIARMUS!" I shouted. But nothing happened. FUCK! This spell always worked for Harry Potter - most of the times.

The potion is a bubblegum pink colour and it’s just about to come to a boil. “It’s almost done.” I tell him patiently. Five minutes later the potion is more of a pastel pink and I turn off the stove. I clap my hands together. “Okay, now for the fun part. Grab a spoonful of the potion. DON’T drink it!” I say firmly. Harry carefully scoops up a spoonful of the jelly like potion. “What do I do with it?” Harry asks. I grin. “Use the spoon and flick it into the air.” I gesture in the general direction of the door, away from where we are both standing.

; good for him, Jace was more than happy to clear things out. "But they don't ride broomsticks, you meathead! They use mortar, the same mortar we stole from them, remember!" "Then what is the broomstick for?" He asked back with a twitching face. "It is for stirring the damn mortar in the right direction!" Jace answered but at this moment, his and the others was already ridden with black streak. “This must be….” “Yeah, that’s right. I know stuff.”

Harry shouted at his friend, giving him a thumbs up. He told us to back away and we did. The helicopter’s blade started to spin gradually, heating up its engine. My hair was blew away from different angles when the blades started to twirl alacritous. The swish sound coming its sharp blades rings in my ear. Harry stood beside us proudly, smiling at his friend when it soars high up in the atmosphere. I folded my hair into a bun, as I couldn’t contain my smile while watching Steve fly Helena. He really can ride her.

I need answers. "Huh? What broom?" She asked me again but in confusion. "You know, the one that you ride on in the air to fly?" I asked with hand gestures and acted like a witch riding a broom. That's what I knew about witches. They also make potions in a big pot. And they have voodoo dolls, or whatever creepy thing that is that they use to hurt or control other people. Witches are scary as fudge creatures, that’s for sure. They put you into spells or curse you to death without even touching you. Damn, I could feel goosebumps all over my body now.

He leans his face in closer and says, “No offense, but I’m not scared.” I smirk as I use my magic to throw him off the broomstick and I move my legs so that I’ll soar up in the sky above him. I look down and see that he landed in a pile of leaves and one of the leaves landed perfectly on his head. I can’t help but give a devilish grin as I say, “Well, you should be.” He smiles at me as I turn to fly away, but I freeze when I hear him yell, “I’ll be waiting! Same time tomorrow!”

I said sadly, taking a deep breath. My mother kept on laughing as I stared at her curiously. “Wow Rachel, wow,” she said, suppressing her laughter. “Do you want to fly on the broom?” She laughed walking over to the broom. “Okay come, let me teach you how to use a broom, all witches must learn how to use a broom,” she said, taking up the broom. I walked over to my mother looking at her with keen interest as she took the broom, my mouth fell open in embarrassment as she started using the broom to sweep.

They put a mask on him and flew up the air. “Hazel,” said the crone. She nodded. The crone tapped the staff in her head and then Hazel can feel that her feet are in the air. She looked afar, the dark gallows waiting for them to come. She saw how the wizards passed them at a lightning speed, that they almost didn’t notice they passed them. She saw the crone raised the staff and chanted the spell. While falling, she saw witches riding their brooms to the gallows. She closed her eyes and then felt the air coming on her face.

We went to the place where all witches are free to use the magic, at the Erat Cibus Castle, the training ground. Erat Cibus Castle is just two kilometres away from Atenowa University with the magic of Lady Cassandra we suddenly emerge to this place. Lady Cassandra shows us how to summon our broom. It is the first step to familiarize the brooms with each other. Summoning your broom is the most important step in learning broom flying Lady Cassandra said that this is the way to follow your broom and they need to know that you are the master. You can order them and let the broom follow you because they are the servant and you are the master.