HP: At the beginning, I influenced Snape's childhood.

After the match, the eliminated Slytherin looked shocked, perhaps angered by the double attack from Lin Mo and Benjamin. He shouted without regard for his image, "They targeted me! And Charles is clearly worse than me, so why wasn't he the substitute, but me?"

Charles was the weakest of the Slytherin Quidditch Chaser players.

Seeing the troll who showed absolutely no Slytherin manners, Snape's face darkened. He strode up to him, stood still, and said, "Mr. Roll, I think you should know the rules of Slytherin."

"A loss is a loss. A guy who doesn't admit defeat will always be a loser. You'll be working for Filch this week," Snape continued.

Upon seeing the dean of his academy, Luo Er immediately fell silent. Although he was still very angry inside, he at least maintained some respect on his face and reluctantly agreed.

On the other hand, the student who became a substitute after being eliminated was much more at ease. He hugged the other students who were not eliminated and said that he would continue to work hard.

Professor McGonagall, seeing that the game was over, smiled through her stern face and said happily, "Mr. Lin, congratulations on officially becoming a Quidditch player."

"It's my pleasure," Lin Mo said, nodding slightly to Professor McGonagall.

As for the young wizards in Lin Mo's support group, they were all very happy after hearing the final result. However, due to the presence of the professors, none of the young wizards dared to make any rash moves and could only watch from a distance.

After the professors left, Lin Mo was about to leave when he suddenly felt someone approaching from behind. Lin Mo continued walking forward, but his body tensed up.

He could roughly tell from the footsteps that it was a student, but he didn't recognize who it was, so he couldn't tell.

Fortunately, the student didn't dare to pat Lin Mo on the shoulder, otherwise he would definitely be in trouble. He said loudly from behind, "Mr. Lin, hello, my name is Benjamin Evans."

Hearing the voice, Lin Mo turned around and looked at the boy who was about two meters away from him, and said, "Hello, Mr. Evans, is there anything I can help you with?"

"Mr. Lin, I'm your fan. You bravely fought the trolls, protected the school and your classmates at the end of your first year, became the youngest recipient of the Order of Merlin, and helped many young wizards in Professor Lockhart's terrible class..." Benjamin went on and on about all of Lin Mo's outstanding deeds, big and small.

Lin Mo was taken aback when he heard the word "fans" before realizing it referred to his own fan club, as mentioned in the intelligence report. He had initially chuckled at the mention, assuming it was just his friends from Yu Ying teasing him.

Although he knew that a group of young wizards had a good impression of him, he only now realized just how crazy these young wizards who called themselves his fans really were.

Because even the smallest, most insignificant thing that happened to them at some point was remembered clearly and praised extensively.

Benjamin was still talking non-stop, and Lin Mo felt a little embarrassed because so many people were watching, making it really awkward. Although he was thick-skinned when facing Snape, he could also be quite shy at times.

"Especially after you became our Potions teaching assistant, Mr. Lin, my Potions classes have become much easier. When you stopped Professor Snape and chose to watch us brew potions, your image was truly glorious at that moment!"

I don't know which word he used to ramble on, but he suddenly started talking nonchalantly, unlike a typical Ravenclaw.

Although Lin Mo had learned about each junior wizard, it was only to match their faces, names, schools, and general abilities; he had not actually learned about each person's specific learning situation in detail.

Lin Mo no longer needed to investigate; he had already discerned from Benjamin's excited words that the Ravenclaw hawk in front of him didn't seem to be that outstanding in potions.

Although Ravenclaw students are intelligent and good learners, they are not proficient in every subject, and there are subjects they do not do well in.

Lin Mo guessed why this talkative little eagle in front of him had become his fan. He vaguely guessed the answer: it was probably because he had become the teaching assistant for the Potions class and successfully helped the eagle escape from its suffering, which was why the eagle was so enthusiastic.

"Mr. Evans, I think it would be best if we didn't chat outside. We could continue our conversation in the Ravenclaw lounge," Lin Mo kindly suggested.

Lin Mo, who had originally planned to return to his own dormitory, changed his mind because he could enter the Ravenclaw common room, but the little eagle in front of him could not enter the Slytherin common room.

"Okay, okay, let's go then." Benjamin seemed to realize that he had talked too much, so he smiled awkwardly.

In the distance, several Ravenclaw Quidditch players gathered together, watching Lin Mo and Benjamin walk away, and chatted amongst themselves.

"My God, Benjamin is so brave. I should have gone to see Mr. Lin too."

"You're right, Benjamin got off easy."

"I think we have to make him treat us, since he's already gotten close to our greatest Mr. Lin."

"You guys didn't get to play just now, so you don't know how amazing Mr. Lin is. I think he can handle any position on his own."

"Yes, I will follow Mr. Lin's example in the future. I will definitely succeed," said Ravenclaw, who was a substitute player in this competition.

"We believe in you. You must beat me then. My spot is always waiting for you," another chaser said confidently.

Several eaglets chattered and discussed among themselves. Their friendship was pure; they all liked Lin Mo and were all members of Lin Mo's support group.

At this time, Lin Mo did not realize just how large his support group was. Almost half of the little wizards had joined this support group, and most of the remaining half also had a good impression of Lin Mo.

This fan club doesn't have a real organization or rules, but it includes both girls and boys. Some like Lin Mo's talent, some like his good looks, some like how he helps them out of trouble in Potions class, and some like how he goes against Lockhart.

Lockhart has been an innocent victim of countless incidents by now. Congratulations to him for now earning the title of one of the most unfortunate professors in Hogwarts history—a truly poignant title.

Lin Mo now has an inexplicable feeling of being watched, because on his way to the Ravenclaw lounge with Benjamin, he found that he was getting a lot of attention.

"Mr. Lin, look, they've all come to see you." Benjamin said excitedly, looking proud, even happier than Lin Mo himself.