"what happened!"

The sudden change on the court made the players flying in the air confused.

"Quick! Everyone! Distract!"

Captain Bruce was the first to react, and he shouted loudly, asking the team members to avoid the flying broom that was emitting black smoke.

Fortunately, there were quite well-trained Quidditch players on the field at this moment. They reacted to the captain's shouts and immediately accelerated to fly away from the flying broom.

At this moment, Scott, who was standing in the stands, was as deep as water.

Roger's broom was still running around in the air, following Chambers, who was in a second grade, making him unable to get rid of it for a while.

The black smoke coming out of the flying broom became thicker and thicker, and even a few sparks appeared.

"Merlin!"

Chambers shouted in panic.

"Don't panic!"

As captain and batsman, Bruce stepped forward and accelerated to Chambers, trying to knock the broom off with his bat.

"Scott!"

Roger, who had already landed on the grass in the court, raised his head and shouted.

Scott recited a spell and waved his wand vigorously, pointing to a wooden bench in the front row of the stands.

A striking eagle cries sounded, and the wooden bench instantly transformed into a giant eagle flying up, passing through the air like lightning, and arrived at Chambers and Bruce in a blink of an eye.

The sharp eagle claws accurately grabbed the out-of-control flying broom. The giant eagle flapped its wings and flew to the sky with the flying broom.

"Well done! Scott!"

Roger jumped up excitedly and shouted.

“Good!”

Bruce also raised his fist high.

"marvelous!"

The players are preparing to applaud...bang!

With a loud bang, the flying broom exploded violently in the horrified sight, and the eagle that Scott used the transforming technique to be blown into pieces.

The transformation immediately lost its effect. The eagle turned into countless wood chips and fell from the air with the debris of the broom.

"Merlin's beard!"

Roger looked at the scene in amazement, and cold sweat oozed out of his forehead.

"Bastard! Who is it?" Bruce was completely angry, "This is murder! This is a murder against our players!"

Others also realized the seriousness of this matter at this moment and rode brooms to the ground.

Scott also ran down the stands with Milton.

"Why...why did this happen!" Milton ran out of breath. His eyes were red, and he was still scared. "It's good that you are here, Scott, and it's good that you are here..."

"Scott!"

Roger rushed over and gave Scott a hug. He was a bit incoherent.

"Oh! I don't know... how I should thank you, my brother! You saved my life!"

"And Chambers and me!"

Bruce came over and patted Scott on the back.

"Thank you." Chambers, who had a pale face, also thanked him.

"No need to thank you." Scott patted Roger on the shoulder twice, then pushed him away.

He strode forward and picked up a piece of residue from the flying broom from the ground.

"I think someone should inform our dean now." He calmly suggested to everyone, "and the rest can collect these fragments first and leave them to Professor Flewy for inspection."

"Yes! That's right! We must pull out that bastard who was secretly plaguing the slut!"

Bruce responded first.

"Qiu! Go! Let me tell Professor Flevy what happened here!" He said to Qiu Zhang, "Go on a broom, don't worry about being deducted points!"

"no problem!"

Qiu? Zhang forced a smile and stepped onto the broom and flew towards the castle.

"Now, let's collect the broom fragments as much as possible!" Bruce told the others, "Remember not to use magic! lest affect the professor's judgment!"

Everyone responded and actively lay on the grass and searched.

"What do you think?"

Roger squatted beside Scott and asked him softly.

"Have you calmed down?" Scott was still lowering his head to pick up the broom debris. "Does he feel that this matter itself is not as serious as Bruce said?"

Roger said affirmatively: "That's right, now when I think about it, it took more than ten seconds between the black smoke coming out of the flying broom and the explosion. This way, the black smoke looks like a reminder."

Scott said, "The guy who committed the crime is quite conscientious. He probably doesn't want to be locked up in Azkaban yet."

"He?" Roger was stunned, "You seem to know something, Scott."

"I have no evidence now." Scott smiled, "but I believe the evidence will be found soon."

"Okay." Roger sighed, "I believe in you."

"Are you all okay?"

Professor Flevy's scream came.

Qiu Zhang took him to ride a broom and fell from the sky.

"professor!"

"professor……"

The students immediately gathered around and started talking.

"Okay!" Professor Flevy waved, "It's all quiet! Davis! Trollop! You two come first!"

"Okay professor."

Scott and Roger stood up and walked to Professor Flevy.

"Professor, this is a fragment of Roger's broom."

Scott handed him a few slightly larger pieces of broom wrapped in a handkerchief.

"You did a great job, Scott!" Professor Flevy reached out to take the fragments wrapped in the handkerchief. "You accurately sensed the problem of this broom, and calmly used excellent spells and deformation techniques to resolve the crisis!"

He waved his hand fiercely.

"For this, I will add fifty points to Ravenclaw!"

“Good!”

Everyone else started cheering and applauding Scott.

"Very good." When the applause stopped, Professor Flevy began to check the broom pieces that everyone had collected.

He took out his wand and cast several different colors of spells on the pile of fragments.

"It's very difficult," he said to himself, "After all, the broom has been blown into pieces, and it's difficult to detect what it's passive."

Even though he said so, Scott and the others watched his movements seriously, waiting for his conclusion without doubt.

"Let me think about it."

Professor Flevy thought for a while and then used several obscene spells one after another.

Scott carefully identified the mantra he recited, and then confirmed that he had never even heard it.

"Very good, that's it!"

Professor Flevy shouted.

Scott could sense that the magic power remaining on the pile of debris began to change.
Chapter completed!