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

It floated lightly down to the ground.

Only after they landed safely did the Slytherin members, who had been watching the situation from the field, finally breathe a sigh of relief.

"The game is paused!"

Mrs. Hoch, who was acting as the referee, immediately paused the match.

He directed a group of students responsible for medical care to quickly enter the scene, examine the wounded, and take them away.

"Judging from his condition, Mr. Wade estimates that he will be unable to continue playing."

The result reported by Mrs. Fokke was not so surprising.

According to Quidditch rules, in the event of an injury, no other player may be substituted, and the team will continue playing after the injured player leaves the field.

They didn't pay much attention to what had just happened, treating it as an accident.

After all, Quidditch is not a harmless sport, so we were somewhat prepared for this to happen.

However, compared to the Slytherin students, the Gryffindor students exchanged knowing glances, and Wood even gave Harry Potter a thumbs up.

Although they had already experienced Harry Potter's terrifying power during their previous training.

But compared to now, there is still some difference.

It's only been a few minutes.

Whether or not three minutes will be enough is a question.

Harry Potter simply threw a straight shot, taking out the opponent's Seeker.

The remaining matches were basically just roll call.

As long as we find the ball and give it to the Slytherin players, everything will be fine.

With a whistle, the game resumed.

This time, Harry Potter took the initiative and chased after the ball head-on.

While everyone else avoided him, George skillfully lured the ball to Harry Potter's side.

"Harry!"

With a shout from George, Harry Potter immediately understood.

This time, Harry Potter's target was the opposing team's goalkeeper.

Compared to other creatures that fly around everywhere, goalkeepers have a much smaller range of movement.

They were mostly near the goalposts.

Hitting the opponent is not difficult.

The ball was hit hard once again.

Having learned from their previous experience, the Slytherin batsmen kept a close eye on Harry Potter's movements this time.

Upon seeing his movement, they immediately rushed towards the trajectory of the ball.

To make your opponent stronger than you can damage yourself, knock them away.

However, his idea was good, and it was also the batter's responsibility.

However, he greatly overestimated his own strength.

Taking advantage of his distance, the batter intercepted the lone ball first, and just as he was about to knock it away, it was all over.

"boom!"

With a muffled thud, another figure fell from the sky like a kite with a broken string.

Less than ten minutes into the game, this was already the second player to be shot down from the air.

This time, it was Snape who made the move.

With an extremely grim expression, he manipulated the magic to ensure his student landed safely, then looked at Harry Potter.

Meeting his gaze, Harry Potter smiled brightly and even waved at him.

Mrs. Hooch rushed over again, paused the match, and arranged for people to take away the injured.

"Madam Huoqi, I think the match needs to be paused. The injury to one of our players is rather bizarre. I think it's necessary to check it out and see if there are any violations."

At this moment, Snape stood up and said.

"Snape, what do you mean by this?"

Professor McGonagall stood up and spoke to Snape after hearing his words.

Although everyone usually works together, in situations like this, they naturally side with their own college.

"It means exactly what it says. Whether it's Wade or Will just now, they are both experienced players who have led Slytherin to win several championships."

"There is no reason for two players to be knocked down by a wandering ball one after another, especially a wandering ball played by a rookie."

As Snape spoke, he looked at Harry Potter, making no attempt to hide his meaning.

As he spoke, the audience members around him began to murmur amongst themselves.

The heavy responsibility of Slytherin, in particular, was being loudly protested.

The Gryffindors, not to be outdone, started arguing with the Slytherins, causing chaos in the arena.

Harry Potter and George exchanged a glance when they saw this, and immediately burst into laughter.

It seems their tactics were indeed very successful.

But at that moment, Harry Potter's broom suddenly jerked.

Harry Potter held on tight and wasn't shaken off.

"Harry, this is the first time I've seen you do this kind of celebration."

George spoke with a grin, but Harry Potter's expression was rather unpleasant.

"I'm not controlling it; my broom is a bit unresponsive."

"what?"

"Disobedient?"

Taking advantage of the pause, George quickly shouted to get the big guy over.

But before they could get close, Harry Potter's broom started moving even more violently.

And it started running around everywhere, preventing others from getting close, trying to shake Harry Potter off.

'Master, what's going on?'

As he broke through the encirclement of George and the others, and the broom under his feet made increasingly loud noises, Harry Potter asked himself.

'What else could it be? Someone has cast a spell on you.'

'Just because I knocked out two Slater players, they're retaliating against me?'

Harry Potter's eyes turned cold as he thought to himself.

'No, it has nothing to do with that; it's someone you wouldn't expect.'

Lin Yu chuckled as he spoke in Harry Potter's mind, seemingly unconcerned.

'It seems there really are Death Eaters in the school.'

As Harry Potter spoke, the murderous intent in his heart grew even more intense.

'Master, tell me who it is.'

'What good would it do to tell you? Go and kill him?'

Or do you have any evidence to prove it?

Lin Yu spoke in a somewhat lazy voice.

'So we're just going to let him go like this?'

Harry Potter said somewhat unwillingly, under Lin Yu's tutelage, his personality had long since changed from a somewhat timid boy to a decisive and vengeful one.

Now that they've been tricked like this, how can they just let it go?

"Don't worry, since they want to kill you, they'll eventually find something to use against you. We can deal with that then."

Lin Yu spoke of it casually, without the slightest hint of burden.

Although the broom was still shaking violently, Harry Potter felt no fear whatsoever.

After undergoing Lin Yu's hellish training, this height was no longer a problem for him.

What really matters to him is how to find out who is behind this.

Professor McGonagall and the others in the stands were still unaware of what was going on.

However, it's a pipe dream to think that Harry Potter could be thrown off the stage just by shaking like that.

It's important to understand that he is no longer the frail boy from the original story.

Now he possesses strength that surpasses even that of a giant.

Even with the power of dark magic, a small broom is nothing more than that.