Hogwarts: I am the White Demon King

Harry had been feeling exhausted for the past few days.

Besides investigating the Chamber of Secrets, he also had arduous Quidditch training.

Just after the start of this year, he passed the Quidditch team tryouts and became the Seeker for the school team.

Originally, he was ecstatic, after all, not everyone could join the Quidditch team in their second year.

Before him, only Cedric Diggory had accomplished this.

However, not long after joining the team, he regretted it.

He even began to doubt whether his decision to participate in the Quidditch team selection was right or wrong.

Vice-Captain Wood was a training fanatic in every sense of the word. In his eyes, whether it was windy or rainy, it was good weather for training.

Captain Marcus had moved up to the seventh grade, and he really wanted to win the European Magical Schools Quidditch Cup one more time before graduating.

After Charlie graduated, Durmstrang's Krum gradually revealed his talent as the world's number one Seeker, and Hogwarts' Seeker Roger Davies was simply no match for Krum.

With the Chasers unable to widen the point gap, Durmstrang could be said to be invincible in Europe.

Therefore, after Harry became the new Seeker, Marcus and Wood placed their hopes of winning on him.

They were also particularly strict with Harry.

Seeing that the match against Durmstrang was coming up soon, they would take the time to call Harry to the Quidditch pitch for practice.

In Wood's words, proper practice helps everyone get into the game faster.

During today's training, Harry was so tired that he began to doubt his life, and he was somewhat dazed.

"Harry, don't daydream," Marcus shouted at Harry, "Bludgers don't have eyes."

"To deal with Krum, you must learn to cut off his line of sight and dodge the Bludgers at the limit."

"Cutting off the line of sight depends on your own flying skills, I can only help you practice dodging the Bludgers."

"Come on, one more practice!"

Harry shook his head sharply, perked up, and quickly flew up.

While flying, he diverted his attention to observe Marcus's movements.

Marcus swung his bat and smashed the Bludger fiercely towards Harry.

Harry silently calculated the distance, and at the moment when the Bludger was about to hit him, he suddenly leaned to the side, dodging the Bludger's attack.

"Nice dodge!" Marcus praised.

Seeing Harry's performance, Wood also chimed in, "Keep up this level, Harry, we will definitely crush Durmstrang this year."

Before Harry could be happy, he saw the Bludger make a 180-degree turn like a boomerang and fly towards him again.

He quickly ducked down, dodging the Bludger's attack again.

However, this time the Bludger didn't fly far before turning direction again and attacking Harry's head.

"Marcus!" Harry shouted anxiously, "There seems to be something wrong with the Bludger, why is it chasing me all the time?"

Seeing this scene, Marcus and Wood panicked. They had never seen a situation where a Bludger chased after someone to attack.

This Bludger seemed to be cursed!

Could it be that there was a traitor in Hogwarts?

He wanted to take down Hogwarts' Seeker before the game, and then let Durmstrang easily win the game?

No, protect Harry!

We must not let the enemy's plot succeed.

Marcus chased after the Bludger, trying to knock it away with his bat.

Wood flew directly in front of Harry, trying to use his body to block the Bludger's attack for Harry.

"Harry, don't panic, land first."

Saying that, Wood protected Harry and flew towards the ground side by side with him.

After getting Wood's protection, Harry felt relieved and relaxed his vigilance against the Bludger.

Thank goodness!

Now it's safe.

He looked at Wood and said gratefully, "Thank you, Wood, your safety is also very important, no need......"

Before he could finish speaking, he heard Marcus's roar: "Oliver, Harry, be careful!"

Harry's heart tightened, and he suddenly looked around.

The Bludger is coming, in which direction?

Didn't see it!

Suddenly, he saw Wood raise his left hand, shouting loudly, as if trying to stop something.

Before he could react, the dark Bludger spun out from under Wood's arm and went straight for him.

Bad!

I've been completely cut off from the line of sight!

Harry tried hard to turn his body, but it was too late, and the Bludger directly hit his right arm.

Crack——

Accompanied by a burning pain, Harry fell from his broom and landed heavily on the sandy pitch.

In a daze, Harry heard Wood and Marcus's roar.

"Damn it, who is it!"

"Quick, stop the Bludger!"

In a trance, Harry tried hard to open his eyes and saw the Bludger getting bigger and bigger in his eyes.

What's going on?

Is this Bludger going to smash me to death on the pitch?

Who hates me so much?

At the critical moment, a spell came from the side, hitting the out-of-control Bludger straight on.

"Finite Incantatem!"

Along with Hermione's spell, the Bludger was directly blown into pieces, completely resolving Harry's crisis.

The players landed one after another, and together with Ron and Hermione, surrounded Harry.

Marcus and Wood showed a menacing look, scanning the surrounding suspicious candidates fiercely.

The fact was already very clear, someone just didn't want the Hogwarts team to win.

"Let me through, let me through," a shout came from outside the crowd, "We are from the St. Mungo's training class."

"Let us in, we are professional."

Among the students watching the Quidditch training, besides Hermione, there were also two sixth-grade students from the St. Mungo's training class.

After seeing that something happened to Harry, they hurried to the pitch, ready to show their skills.

When they squeezed into the crowd, they saw that Hermione had already completed a preliminary examination of Harry.

"How is Potter, Miss Granger?"

"Not too bad," Hermione said heavily, "Harry's right arm is broken, but he hasn't suffered any major injuries other than that."

"However, we haven't learned the Skelegro spell yet, we must send Harry to the school infirmary for treatment."

Hearing this, Harry, who had already recovered, struggled to get up.

However, just as he was about to take action, he was pressed to the ground by a student from the St. Mungo's training class.

"Potter, after a fracture, the injured area cannot be moved randomly, so as not to cause further damage. Lie down and let us take you over."

"Trust us, we are professional."

"Wingardium Leviosa!"

Saying that, he stretched out his wand and floated Harry in the air with the Levitation Charm.

Harry floated in the air, feeling a little panicked.

Too embarrassing.

Floating back to the castle like this, I will definitely be seen as a monkey by everyone.

"Put me down, my legs are not injured, I can walk myself!"

"Harry," Hermione also persuaded, "The senior is right, you are indeed not suitable for moving around now."

"Hold on, you'll be healed soon."

Unable to resist, Harry had no choice but to close his eyes and resign himself to being taken to the infirmary like a kite.

Seeing that more and more students were watching, Harry quietly stretched out his left hand and pulled up his Quidditch robe to cover his face.

Alas......

It's better to just faint.

So tired.

Let's just destroy it......