Harry and his classmates learn how to ride a broom.
[n] - noun, [v] - verb, [phv] - phrasal verb, [adj] - adjective, [exp] - expression
|Harry Potter||Hermione Granger||Draco Malfoy||Neville Longbottom|
Directions: 1) Read the script and choose the question form that best completes the sentence. 2) Listen again and check your answers.
Hooch: Good afternoon, class.
Class: Good afternoon, Madam Hooch.
Hooch: Good afternoon, Amanda, good afternoon. Welcome to your first flying lesson. Well, what are you waiting for? Everyone step up to the left side of their broomstick. Come on now, hurry up. Stick your right hand over the broom and say, Up!
Hooch: With feeling!
Ron: Up!! Ow! Shut up, Harry.
Hooch: Now, once you've got hold of your broom, I want you to mount it. And grip it tight, you don't want to be sliding off the end. When I blow my whistle, I want each of you to kick off from the ground, hard. Keep your broom steady, hover for a moment, and then lean forward slightly and touch back down. On my whistle...3...2...
Hooch: Mr. Longbottom.
Hooch: M-M-Mr. Longbottom Mr. Longbottom!
Hooch: Come back down this instant!
Hooch: Mr. Longbottom!
Hooch: Everyone out of the way!
Hooch: Oh, oh, oh, oh dear. It's a broken wrist. Tch, tch, tch. Good boy, come on now, up you get. Everyone's to keep their feet firmly on the ground while I take Mr. Longbottom to the hospital wing. Understand? If I see a single broom in the air, the one riding it will find themselves out of Hogwarts before they can say, Quidditch.
Draco: Did you see his face? Maybe if the fat lump had given this a squeeze, he'd have remembered to fall on his fat ass.
Harry: Give it here, Malfoy.
Draco: No. I think I'll leave it somewhere for Longbottom to find. How 'bout up on the roof?? What's the matter, Potter? Bit beyond your reach?
Hermione: Harry, no way! You heard what Madam Hooch said! Besides, you don't even know how to fly. What an idiot.
Harry: Give it here, Malfoy, or I'll knock you off your broom!
Draco: Is that so? Have it your way, then!
Boy: Good job, Harry!
Boy 2: Oh, that was wicked, Harry.
McGonagall: Harry Potter? Follow me.