God knows if Voldemort knew that his identity was exposed and he would do something at Hogwarts, and he would aimlessly put a death curse in the castle, that would be really...

So cool...

Ahem, it's not right, it's too bad!

How can you throw a spell at will?

What if it’s not good to throw flowers and plants?

Even if you can't hit flowers and plants, it won't be good to hit the children!

So Hera decided to be an ostrich, can Voldemort and Quirrell kill Harry...

It depends on Harry's own luck!

Anyway, isn't he a boy who survived the disaster?

If he died of a broom breakdown, he would be really sorry for his prediction!

Dumbledore said that one must die at the hands of the other!

It would be ridiculous to die in a ‘traffic accident’?

At worst, you can recite the protection spell secretly by yourself?

"The Jade Emperor, Jesus, Merlin, the Supreme Laojun, the leader of Tongtian Sect, Yuanshi Tianzun, Luohu, and Hongjun are here, bless his disciple Harry Potter not to fall off the broom..."

Hera closed his hands and stared at Harry in the sky and whispered quickly.

Professor McGonagall looked at Hera quite strangely, and he suddenly said what he did?

And she didn't even know any of them except Jesus and Merlin...

And... it was the Holy See who took the lead in burning the wizard to death?

Will Jesus really bless the wizard?

Well, this is doubtful. Although Professor McGonagall doesn't understand what Hera is muttering, she knows that Harry's condition is definitely not good now.

Harry's broom began to roll and roll, and Harry could only barely support him and couldn't fall off.

The audience's hearts were tightly held together, and Slytherin was no exception.

It's just that they're thinking about why that damn Potter didn't fall off...

Suddenly, the flying broom twisted again, and Harry was thrown off by it. He now grabbed the broom handle with only one hand and hung it in the air.

"Is there something wrong with his broom?" Professor McGonagall locked his brows tightly. Harry's broom was given by her. Now something was obviously wrong. Although no one blamed her, she still felt a little guilty in her heart.

Maybe she should check the flying broom again!

"There must be something wrong with Harry's broom! You must check who gave this broom!" Hera turned his head and whispered to Professor McGonagall. He didn't know which one who killed thousands of swords gave Harry a 2,000 wheel.

Such an expensive broom, don’t you know how to impose some protective spells on it?

What if something happens to the broom...

No, what if something happens to Harry on the broom?

Professor McGonagall laughed twice when he heard Hera's words, but just moved the topic to the field with a little embarrassment. "Harry's situation is very dangerous. If necessary, let's take action to pause the game and don't let the students get injured!"

"Yeah..." Hera nodded and continued his 'pray'.

The flying broom was vibrating so hard that Harry couldn't hover for a long time.

The audience stood up and stared in horror. The professors also caused a riot. The professors nervously held the wand in their pockets and were ready to rush up to save Harry.

In the face of life and death, Quidditch is simply a joke. At this moment, no one cares about the winning or losing of the game anymore.

The Weasley twins also gave up the game and flew directly up, trying to pull Harry on one of their brooms, but it didn't work - whenever they approached Harry, the brooms jumped higher.

So they all fell down a little, circling under Harry, obviously trying to catch him when he fell.

Everyone stared at Harry nervously. Terrence Higgs was quite gentlemanly and wandering around Harry's thoughts like the Weasley twins, and they also had the same idea as them - to catch the falling Harry.

This is true for everyone except...

Marcus Flint.

When everyone was unintentional to the game, he took the opportunity to catch the Ghost Flying ball and scored five consecutive shots.

Well, in fact, no one cares about him at all. Gryffindor students don’t care about the victory of the game at the moment. Anyway, it’s just the college score!

The Weasley twin brothers lost points in one semester and didn’t see anyone hate them!

Hera sighed. That guy Marcus really did not inherit the good character of his sister Alisa at all, and implemented the despicable and shamelessness of the Flint family.

What a naughty kid.

But...beautiful job!

The Academy Cup is the most important thing. With so many professors here, can Harry die?

Unexpectedly, Quirrell actually used this method to attack Harry.

As long as he doesn't stand up and activate the death curse, Hera is still very confident in the professors' strength.

It just seems that there is a brown ball that seems to have mixed up?

Hera lowered her head and looked at Hermione who was struggling to pass through the crowd. She walked quickly towards Kiro's position - she hit Kiro and fell to the front seat, but her pace did not pause at all, and finally sat next to Snape.

"Although I don't know what you're doing...but I did a pretty job!" Hera sincerely wanted to applaud Hermione.

Although I don’t know how she discovered Qiluo, her observation ability is really keen!

only......

Herra's brows were locked tightly together, and Hermione crouched beside Snape, pulling out her wand, bright blue flames jumped out of her wand and pounced on the hem of Snape's robe.

"What is she doing?" Hera covered her forehead and didn't know how to express her inner excitement.

Yes, it's just excitement.

Hera had long wanted to burn Snape's robe, especially when Snape was training him to enclose his brain.

"If you are that firebird, I must be that fire. I shine you and embrace you - burn it! Burn it! Firebird!" Hera couldn't help but sang it directly. Professor McGonagall turned his head and stared at Hera with a strange look, as if time had frozen at this moment.

"Uh...I just saw that the atmosphere was too tense and wanted to ease it..." Hera grabbed the face in a hurried manner, saying nonsense that he didn't believe.

"Ah!" Snape's scream attracted everyone's attention, and he caught fire.

Hera silently gave Hermione another thumbs up in her heart, and she did a pretty good job!

After hearing Snape's scream, Hermione quickly put away her wand and hurried back to her previous seat.

Snape is afraid he will never know what's going on.

In the sky, Harry was suddenly able to climb back to the broomstick.

There was another burst of exclamation in the audience, shocked by Harry's courage.

He dares to sit on that broken 2000 wheel?
Chapter completed!