“Yeah, but . . .” Harry stared at him. “I’m not allowed a broom, I’ve only got my wand —” “My second piece of general advice,” said Moody loudly, interrupting him, “is to use a nice, simple spell that will enable you to get what you need.” Harry looked at him blankly. What did he need? “Come on, boy . . .” whispered Moody. “Put them together . . . it’s not that difficult. . . .” And it clicked. He was best at flying. He needed to pass the dragon in the air. For that, he needed his Firebolt. And for his Firebolt, he needed —
