Fox Demon: God rewards hard work, I will eventually master martial arts and become a god

In the next few days, Harry Potter lived a hellish life that was worse than death every day.

So much so that Ron could often smell a faint smell of blood on his body.

Due to the massive consumption of qi and blood, Harry Potter could only use the simplest method of replenishing his energy and blood before the decoction was available.

This also caused his appetite to skyrocket at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Compared with other students, Harry Potter is like a glutton.

One person can eat enough food for four or five people, and he doesn't even gain weight. It really makes people wonder where he ate.

In the midst of this calm, a new discipline began that interested everyone.

Flying lessons, that is, lessons on flying broomsticks.

Human beings in any world have a natural yearning for flying.

Therefore, this group of students who have just entered school are very interested in it.

Naturally, the Malfoy guys would not let this opportunity pass by, and they ridiculed and ridiculed him mercilessly.

It was just a big gash on his body from a stone on the ground.

'I'm just supervising your practice. As for your erotic dreams at night'

The master and apprentice came to the grass outside talking and laughing.

"If you want to be a hero, come and get it yourself, idiot."

'Master, when can I end my practice? '

Harry Potter is also very interesting, but it is a little uncomfortable. This class is with a Slytherin guy.

"bring here."

When everyone in Slytherin saw this, not only did no one stop him, they even cheered, seemingly shouting for Malfoy's courage.

This is where you learn how to use a flying broom today.

"Oh, poor kid."

Harry Potter listened to Malfoy's words, waved to him, and spoke calmly.

"You guys said if I put it in a tree, let this guy."

But there are geniuses, and there are also mediocre people.

However, before Malfoy could enjoy the cheers of the crowd, he flew into the sky.

"Hey, look, what is this? Isn't this what that stupid big guy's grandma gave him?"

"Who says it isn't?"

'Of course, you don't have any deliberate thoughts. I know everything you are thinking. '

As in the original book, Harry Potter has an amazing talent for flying on a broomstick.

The person responsible for teaching this course is Mrs. Huo Qi.

'Didn't you say before that you could endure hardship? '

Compared to when he broke his neck in the original book, thanks to Harry Potter's extremely quick reaction, Neville was not seriously injured.

Like Neville.

'I think you're daydreaming. '

Being decisively rejected by Lin Yu, Harry Potter had a grimace. This was just the simplest physical torture, and it was already so painful. How painful would the poison, boiling, and fire behind it be?
There are also exercises for the internal organs.
Just thinking about it makes one's skin crawl.

Malfoy sneered, perhaps because he felt that there were no knives and forks around to threaten him, and he was outdoors, and he had a flying broomstick under his crotch, so he was extra bold now.

Malfoy picked up Neville's memory ball from the ground and said with a wicked look on his face.

The flying broom, which was obviously just a dead thing, seemed to be alive in his hands, like an obedient kitten.

'master! How do you even know this? ! '

In other words, I will meet that guy Malfoy.

"Did you see that stupid guy just now? He was really stupid."

'I feel like my body is much stronger now than before. '

"Ah."

'I understand, Master,' Harry Potter said helplessly, 'your behavior is simply an invasion of personal privacy.'

While walking out of the dense castle, Harry Potter said to Lin Yu.

'But you'd better hurry up and get the medicinal materials needed for the decoction, otherwise, the progress of your cultivation will be slowed down. '

With that said, Malfoy kicked off his legs and prepared to take off despite the warning that Mrs. Hooch left before leaving.

Upon seeing this, Mrs. Hooch ordered Harry Potter and others to wait for her return, and then hurriedly took the pale Neville to the infirmary.

'If I take it back now, can you forgive me? '

That self-taught appearance can be said to fully demonstrate the word talent.

This period of training really made him feel miserable, and he really didn't want to continue for a day.

A black afterimage suddenly flew from the side at an extremely fast speed and knocked him off the flying broom.

"Bah."

Harry Potter's figure came from the side, and when Malfoy fell to the ground, two flying broomsticks also fell to the ground, one of which was exactly what Harry Potter had just used.

"Since you refuse to take it, then I have to use my own method, are you right?"

Looking condescendingly at the battered Malfoy on the ground, Harry Potter felt a strong sense of disgust in his heart as he looked at his greasy-haired and pink-faced appearance.

This guy with bad character has been provoking himself from the beginning.

He was worried that this was in school, so he didn't pay much attention to this guy, just giving him a warning.

If it were in the Muggle world, at least a few of his teeth would have been knocked out. How could he be as arrogant as he is now?

As he spoke, Harry Potter raised his foot and stepped directly on Malfoy's hand that was holding the memory ball.

"Isn't it the same hand that refused to take it just now?"

"Let me think about it, even having only one hand doesn't seem to affect the wizard's ability to hold the wand, right?"

The hard soles, along with Harry Potter's constant exertion, sent sharp pains from Malfoy's fingers.

It is said that a finger connects a heart, but Malfoy, who has always been pampered and pampered, has never suffered like this.

He held his own hands and let out bursts of screams, and his fair face turned red.

"Crabbe, Goyle, what are you doing standing still? Beat him!"

Among the Slytherin crowd, whose cheers had just stopped due to Harry Potter's actions, two tall-looking guys looked at each other.

From each other's eyes, they could see a hint of timidity.

Judging from Harry Potter's usual behavior, they were still a little intimidated.

But right now, it's obviously not the time to watch a show. As Malfoy's follower, you have to sit back and do nothing at this time.

Malfoy will deal with them later.

"What are you going to do?! Mrs. Huo Qi will be here soon!"

Hermione from the Gryffindor side was the first to jump out, speaking with a sense of justice.

Ron followed closely behind, swallowing his saliva as he looked at Crabbe and Goyle's tall bodies, but did not flinch.

It was nothing more than a fight. Although he might get punched a few times, as a friend Ron felt that this was what he deserved. "Get away!"

Crabbe took the lead and said that the Slytherin guys behind them also came together one after another. The atmosphere between the two parties was not very good.

Although Malfoy is not a leader, he is still a Slytherin. In this case, he must not be bullied by Gryffindor.

Just when the conflict is about to intensify.

There was a gust of wind.

Ron looked over after hearing the sound, and saw Harry Potter stretching out his foot and flicking it, and the flying broomstick at his feet fell into his hand.

He stepped on Malfoy with one foot and hooked Crabbe, Goyle and others with one hand.

"Come on, let me see what you Slytherin little earthworms are really capable of."

While speaking, Harry Potter glanced at Ron and others.

"You don't need to come over, I will handle this matter myself."

"But Harry."

"I said, I'll just solve it myself. You can just watch from the side."

"After all, I've been wanting to beat up these guys for a long time."

The guys in Slytherin were not good-tempered people to begin with, but now they were provoked again and again by Harry Potter, coupled with the numerical advantage.

Under the leadership of Crabbe and Goyle, a swarm of swarms rushed towards Harry Potter.

"What are you still doing? Go and help!"

When Hermione saw this, she immediately pushed Ron anxiously.

"Harry said let's stay out of it."

Ron said hesitantly, not knowing what to do.

"Are you an idiot? Or do you think Harry can handle so many on his own?"

"Boom!"

While Hermione was speaking, several muffled sounds were heard.

Subconsciously, Hermione turned her head anxiously, wanting to see what was going on.

But when he saw the scene in front of him clearly, he was stunned.

Ron on the side rubbed his eyes to make sure that he had seen it correctly, and then murmured to himself subconsciously.

"It seems like you really don't need our help."

Among the crowd, Harry Potter faced the danger that surrounded him. The flying broom in his hand became the most advantageous weapon in his hand.

The hard wooden sticks brought up afterimages one after another in the air.

Every time the stick was swung, someone would scream and fall down.

It only took a dozen breaths for the guys who had just gathered around to cause trouble for Harry Potter to fall to the ground.

As for Pansy Parkinson and other girls, they stood aside with fear on their faces, not daring to step forward at all.

Even if there are so many boys, they are no match for Harry Potter, so what's the point of girls like them going up there.

I didn't expect the broom stick to hit me so loudly, and the sound hurt.

Especially Crabbe and Goyle already had several big bumps on their heads.

"It seems that your helper is not very good either. Should we continue to discuss the problems between us?"

"Oh, I'm so sorry, I seem to have forgotten to step on your hand."

Harry Potter dealt with everyone in Slytherin and looked down at Malfoy, who was still struggling in pain on the ground.

The force of his foot was measured, allowing Malfoy to feel severe pain without causing any easily manipulated injuries such as fractures.

"Let, let me go."

Malfoy said painfully. At this time, he no longer cared about the issue of face.

He just wanted to get out of this pain quickly. He felt like his fingers were about to break.

"My dad is the school director and you can't do this to me."

"So you can take possession of your classmates' things, speak ill of others, and lead your two followers to bully others?"

"Or is Slytherin as a whole just a bunch of cowards who bully the weak and fear the strong?"

Harry Potter sneered, he was really disgusted with Malfoy.

He didn't know how many people he had seen on the streets.

Either beat this kind of scumbag to death with a stick, or let this guy have such a deep impression on you that he will turn around and run away when he sees you.

Otherwise, his bad character and bad character will cause him to cause trouble for you continuously.

He absolutely didn't want to see this kind of thing.

Since Malfoy couldn't be killed, he might as well leave a deep impression on him so that he would never dare to provoke him again.

Faced with Harry Potter's cynicism, no one, not Malfoy or anyone else in Slytherin, dared to say anything.

What else to say?
One was trampled underfoot, and the other group was beaten to the ground.

What qualifications do they have to speak?

"Do you remember how I warned you last time?"

"I told you, I don't mind sticking a table knife in you."

"Although I don't have a knife now, but..."

As he spoke, Harry Potter stretched out his hand towards Ron, "Ron, give me your wand."

"what?"

"Oh, I know."

Ron was stunned. Although he didn't know what Harry Potter was going to do, he quickly took it out.

Because other people's wands are light and short, they can be carried around, unlike his, who usually keep them in the dormitory when not in use.

"Anyway, you seem to dislike this old wand, so just think that I broke it and I'll pay you another one when the time comes."

With that said, Harry Potter squatted down with his wand, looked at Malfoy who was about to cry, raised his chin with one hand, and grinned.

"The eyes are pretty, but if I stab him blind, maybe this will help you remember this lesson forever and make you understand that some people should never be messed with."

Hearing Lin Yu's words, not to mention Malfoy, even Hermione, Ron and others were shocked.

"Harry! Don't be impulsive. If you really poke his eyes out, it will be over. You will definitely be expelled from the school!"

Hermione said nervously, and Ron quickly stepped forward at this time.

"So what, there's nothing wrong with being a Muggle."

"Anyway, I have already experienced the life of a wizard, and I am about to scare the eyes of a wizard who claims to be noble. Thinking about it, this poor guy will only be able to become a one-eyed dragon in the future. Maybe I can still make money."

"or."

As Harry Potter spoke, he suddenly lowered his voice and whispered into Malfoy's ear.

"Tell the school that the Boy Who Lived was harassed by members of the Decorah family who were once Death Eaters." (End of Chapter)