Fox Demon: Heaven rewards diligence; I will eventually achieve divine mastery of martial arts.

'Come on, let's continue.'

"Huh? Do you want more?"

Before Harry Potter could finish speaking, another scream rang out, and he was once again enveloped by the sand tornado.

Fortunately, the location was very secluded and remote, and no one usually came here, so it did not attract the attention of others.

For the entire noon, Harry Potter endured Lin Yu's dazzling brilliance and torment.

They continued until all the ointment they brought was used up.

"That's about enough. Class starts soon, let's go take a bath at Hagrid's place first."

After suffering Lin Yu's torture, without the ointment, the sand would probably have ground his flesh to shreds, leaving him as nothing but a skeleton.

The sand dredged from the lake was soaked in blood.

Harry Potter's aura was extremely weak. If it weren't for the internal energy protecting his internal organs, such intense training would have already damaged his very foundation.

But none of this mattered to Lin Yu.

If he wanted to, he could extract every last bit of potential from Harry Potter in the most meticulous way.

There's no need to worry about forcing growth.

Harry Potter nodded, struggled to get dressed, and dragged his exhausted body toward Hagrid's hut.

When Hagrid arrived, he was about to greet Harry Potter when he was startled to see that Harry looked as if he had just been sucked by a Dementor.

"Harry, what's wrong with you? You were fine just now, and why do you smell so strongly of blood?"

Hagrid spoke nervously, stepping forward to pull Harry Potter aside and examine him closely.

"Hagrid, please, have some mercy and reduce the amount of hot water for me, then pour some white styrax essence into it."

"But what about you?"

"I'm fine. If you don't let me take a bath, then something really is going to happen."

Harry Potter spoke weakly, as if he were about to run out of energy.

Upon hearing this, Hagrid hesitated for a moment, then helped Harry Potter to sit down on the sofa.

"Okay, you rest first, I'll go get ready for you."

Hagrid was ready in no time.

Harry Potter thanked him, took off his clothes, and plunged headfirst into the barrel.

Warm water was quickly used to wrap Harry Potter.

Some injuries that had not been fully healed by the ointment were now rapidly recovering in the water.

The comfort made Harry Potter let out a sigh of pleasure.

After a thorough wash in the wooden tub, thoroughly removing the blood from his body, Harry Potter felt his strength return somewhat.

"Phew, come to life."

Harry Potter lay in the barrel, remarking with emotion.

During his previous cultivation, he almost thought he was about to die.

'This is just the beginning. From today onward, you must practice this every single day.'

Upon hearing Lin Yu's words, Harry Potter's face immediately turned deathly pale.

"Also, you need to get the herbal decoction sorted out as soon as possible, otherwise, without proper nourishment of your qi and blood, it will be very difficult to replenish them."

Without relying on medicinal herbs, it is a very slow and difficult process to replenish qi and blood through food alone.

Moreover, their appetite will increase to an extremely exaggerated level.

'Let me rest first, Master. This body-refining cultivation technique is far too terrifying!'

Harry Potter was soaking in the bucket of water, wailing inwardly.

Before he began his cultivation, he felt he had already endured enough hardship.

But after experiencing it, I finally realized I was overthinking it.

"This is good enough. Back when I was cultivating, there were no healing medicines that worked this quickly."

'I can only heal little by little with herbs from the Muggle world; sometimes, the scabs that have just formed on my skin will be raw and torn open again the next day.'

"And this is just the most basic level. Once your physique has been cultivated to a certain degree, you will have to experience being boiled in boiling water, corroded by poisons, and roasted in raging fire."

"Once the physical body has been honed to a certain level, then we can focus on the internal organs."

Listening to Lin Yu's eloquent explanation of those training methods that were nothing short of torture, Harry Potter almost fainted.

'Master, stop hiding it. You're the devil, aren't you?'

'If that's how you feel, there's nothing I can do about it.'

After his bath, Harry Potter felt incredibly hungry. He wolfed down three sausages, a large piece of bacon, and a few biscuits at Hagrid's place before hurrying upstairs.

Harry Potter seemed listless during his afternoon classes.

The ordeal at noon left me feeling rather listless.

It wasn't until dinner time that evening, when Harry Potter looked at the table full of delicious food, that he once again amazed everyone.

That's the legendary savior, who actually has an astonishing appetite.

Ron, who was sitting next to Lin Yu, had become his little helper, passing him food.

Malfoy and the others, watching Harry Potter devour his food, deliberately mocked him in a voice he could hear.

"Is this the boy who survived the ordeal?"

"He's probably a boy who's never had enough to eat!"

"Hahaha, the way he eats is absolutely hilarious."

"Didn't your families teach you not to talk while eating? Or is this what Slytherin manners are like?"

Hearing Malfoy and the others' mocking words, Hermione, sitting next to Harry Potter, spoke up for them, feeling indignant.

"Mudblood, you should be glad you weren't sorted into Slytherin, otherwise you would know..."

Malfoy glared at Hermione with a vicious and sarcastic look, uttering insulting words without any mercy.

Hearing Malfoy's words, Hermione's face turned red with anger. Just as she was about to retaliate, a whooshing sound suddenly rang in her ears.

"call out!"

A flash of silver light suddenly streaked across the air, landing directly in front of Malfoy.

At that moment, onlookers realized that what had just flashed by was a dinner knife.

At this moment, the knife was deeply embedded in the table, and the force was so great that the tip of the knife was still trembling slightly.

"If you can't control your mouth, the knife will be on your head next time."

"If you think I wouldn't dare, you can try it."

Harry Potter's eyes were cold as he turned to look at Malfoy and spoke.

Today's midday meditation session was extremely painful.

When people are in extreme pain, they often have some irritable emotions that they want to vent.

Although Harry Potter wouldn't hold a grudge against Lin Yu, he would still feel that emotion.

Malfoy has now successfully provoked this anger.

Looking into Harry Potter's cold eyes, his undisguised murderous intent, and the knife in his hand poised to strike at any moment.

Malfoy dared not even entertain the slightest thought of testing the waters.

He could even penetrate a wooden table to great depths; he couldn't imagine what it would be like if that happened to him.

Even if he still wanted to be stubborn and say a few polite words, he didn't dare to say anything more at this moment. His lips trembled, but in the end, he didn't say anything.

Hermione felt a strange sense of satisfaction looking at Malfoy's somewhat fearful expression; the feeling of venting her anger was truly exhilarating.

"Thank you, Harry."

Hermione turned to Harry Potter and said, "It's nothing, you only got talked about because of him."

Harry Potter shook his head and said with a smile.

That's because he speaks rudely.

"but."

Hermione was speaking when she suddenly changed the subject, straightened her expression, and said seriously.

"If the teacher finds out you're throwing your knife around, they'll definitely criticize you. You absolutely mustn't do that again. I'll tell the teacher next time."

Harry Potter and Ron exchanged a glance, both seeing helplessness in each other's eyes.

Hermione is a good person, but sometimes she's a little too serious.

After dinner, the group returned to their dormitory.

Just as Harry Potter lay down on the bed, he heard Lin Yu speak.