George naturally heard the footsteps as well, and after a moment of hesitation, he walked directly to the rooftop entrance, reached out, and closed the iron door, then began to cast a spell on the handle:
"Flavius!"
The Deformation Curse activated, and a fist-sized lock successfully transformed, securely locking the iron door.
He wasn't afraid of the ordinary people below, but killing too many would inevitably leave traces.
"Let's go."
After locking the iron door to temporarily seal off the rooftop and stop the subordinates who wanted to come up, George cast the Levitation Charm on Leon.
"Wingardium Leviosa!"
When Leon saw George's hands constantly making strange gestures, and then pointing at him, his body actually floated up like a balloon, and his heart was incomparably shocked.
This was the first time he had experienced such a magical thing, and his awe for George deepened.
Grabbing the floating Leon's shoulder, George leaped from the sixth-floor rooftop, simultaneously activating his ability, and landed steadily in the dark alley.
The Levitation Charm was one of the basic Charms for first-years, and it was also a Charm he had focused on studying and researching during this period.
Although he couldn't make himself fly, he could use it with his magnetism to move larger objects. In combat, it was also a good control skill, especially against types like X-24.
A Levitation Charm would reduce X-24's weight, and then he could manipulate it like a toy with magnetism.
"Do you still need my help later?"
"You've helped enough. I can handle the rest myself."
Leon gritted his teeth and replied.
Che Bi'er was dead. With his prestige and influence, it wouldn't be difficult to turn the Chebel Family into the Leon Family if he wanted to.
As for Che Bi'er's son, he was just a good-for-nothing who only knew how to eat, drink, and play.
Mainly, he didn't want to owe this mysterious person any more favors, because he knew that all these had to be repaid, and he still didn't know what the other party ultimately wanted him to do.
"Then deal with the Chebel Family as soon as possible. Don't look for me; if I need something, I will naturally come to you."
George nodded, then slowly rose and disappeared into the night sky.
Having helped so much, if Leon still died, then such a useless person would not be suitable to be his agent.
On the other side, the clone in the Harry Potter World also ushered in an opportunity to get closer to Snape: the first Flying Class after Charms Class on Thursday afternoon of the second week.
Snape, as the second-best master in the school after Dumbledore, created Sectumsempra, which could be called the magic version of the Six Meridian Divine Sword.
Once hit by Sectumsempra, because it carried the cursed nature of Dark Arts, it could not be healed by normal healing magic.
He felt that Snape was the Professor he most needed to build a good relationship with, especially since he was in Slytherin House.
So, in addition to earning points for Slytherin to win the House Cup, helping the Slytherin Quidditch team win was also one of the things he had to do.
Quidditch, as the most popular sport among Wizards, could also help him increase his prestige among students.
The only drawback might be that it would waste his time studying Charms.
But after thinking about it carefully, he felt it wasn't a waste. Practicing flying with a flying broom would allow him to better adapt to flying in the future, and flying was a skill he absolutely had to master.
While Apparition was good, it could be interfered with by magic similar to Anti-Apparition, and in special circumstances, flying was actually more convenient.
As for why he was so confident in his Quidditch skills?
He had never touched a flying broom before, so he wasn't sure if this body had talent in that area.
But it didn't matter, his physical strength already had a certain advantage, and more importantly, he had a trump card he had prepared long ago.
First-year Slytherin's Flying Class was held with Gryffindor.
At 3:30 PM, the young Wizards from both Houses had already gathered on the lawn outside the Castle.
Among them, children from Wizarding families were excitedly talking about their thrilling experiences of riding flying brooms.
Most of these were obviously exaggerated little stories, such as racing with eagles, flying across the sea to France, almost hitting a Muggle airplane, and so on.
"George, I'm not as good as you in other subjects, but I won't let you get any more points in Flying Class!"
At this moment, Ginny, with Colin, walked up to George, patting her chest with a confident expression.
George smiled at this:
"I haven't ridden a flying broom before either, so I probably won't get many points."
Regarding flying brooms, Ginny absolutely had a talent no less than Harry's, and when Ginny was six, she would sneak into the family's broom shed to secretly ride her brothers' flying brooms when they weren't paying attention, and she was never discovered.
However, this time, Ginny would likely be disappointed again.
"Alright, children, now stand in two rows. I will hand out your flying brooms."
At this moment, Madam Hooch, the teacher in charge of Flying Class, walked over, dragging more than twenty old flying brooms.
"So broken!"
Receiving his own flying broom and seeing some branches sticking out haphazardly, George couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.
The history of these flying brooms probably dated back decades to the old Cleansweep series, and their speed and performance were far inferior to today's Nimbus series.
"First, place your brooms on the ground, and then learn the spell to control them from me.
Remember, the key is your belief. Don't be afraid. The less confident you are, the less they will respond to you."
Madam Hooch first spent half an hour instructing the young Wizards on how to correctly use the flying broom spell and techniques, and then moved on to the practical stage.
"Now, extend your right hand, place it above the broomstick, and begin to chant the spell."
The young Wizards followed suit.
For those young Wizards who had experience using flying brooms, their brooms immediately flew into their hands.
However, for those young Wizards who were seeing flying brooms for the first time, there were all sorts of situations: some flying brooms rolled on the ground and wouldn't get up, while others wobbled into the air and then fell down.
Even more, some simply lay there motionless, clearly having not even chanted the spell correctly.
"It doesn't seem very difficult."
George extended a hand, and the flying broom instantly appeared in his hand, which surprised him a little.
He guessed that it wasn't because this body itself had high talent, but because his psychic abilities greatly enhanced his mental strength, giving him a certain advantage in this regard.
In fact, not only with flying brooms, but he was also very efficient when learning other magic due to his powerful psychic abilities.
Sometimes he couldn't help but wonder, if his second-level psychic ability already had such a good bonus, how terrifying would Professor X's magic learning efficiency be if he had Wizard Bloodline.
Then, thinking about Phoenix Jean, it seemed unnecessary; her Phoenix Force was already one of the most terrifying powers.
"Alright, next, we will try to fly.
When I blow the whistle, you will push off with both legs and leave the ground. You must push hard."
Seeing that everyone had gripped their flying brooms after some attempts, Madam Hooch moved on to the final stage of teaching.
At this moment, George also controlled a wire as thin as a hair to slide out from his sleeve and wrap around the flying broom.
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