Cyrus's injury was more serious than he thought. According to Madam Pomfrey's original words: "This arm is more broken than the tea leaves in Divination class."

To translate it, it's like instant noodles that have been squeezed for more than ten minutes.

Ginny and Hermione were planning to come over to see him right away, but were stopped by Harry and Ron because they didn't want to be crowded with so many Slytherins.

"I think you're worrying too much, Ginny. Don't forget, the person who was injured was Malfoy, not..." Ron raised his eyebrows.

Ginny responded immediately.

Yes, Malfoy was injured, what does it have to do with Mr. Riddle?

Now, Ginny and Hermione were not in a hurry anymore. It was Malfoy's bad luck anyway, so what did it matter? If Mr. Riddle hadn't controlled his body, they would have even wanted to set off fireworks to celebrate! "But he's really good at flying. What will you do if Slytherin makes it back to the finals?" Ron was a little worried.

"Don't worry, he's not planning on playing a second game," Ginny said.

She knew that "Mr. Riddle" was just playing Quidditch for the experience, not that he actually liked it.

Harry breathed a sigh of relief at first, but then felt a strong sense of frustration.

The thought of competing with the other party had already made him flinch. It was not a pleasant feeling to be completely defeated in a field that he thought he was good at. Afterwards, they waited for the Slytherin team members to leave the school infirmary before visiting Cyrus, but he left soon.

However, the next person who came to visit Cyrus was really beyond Cyrus's expectations.

"Are you okay?" Zhang Qiu came in with some food.

Cyrus glanced at it and saw it was pumpkin pie.

"I just met Diggory from Hufflepuff, and he gave me some pumpkin pie. I thought you probably hadn't eaten either, so I brought them here." Zhang Qiu explained. She looked very shy, completely different from her appearance on the field.

"Thank you, I'm just hungry." Cyrus happily picked up the pumpkin pie and started eating.

He had eaten breakfast in a hurry and had done strenuous exercise, so he was already hungry. But when Harry and the Slytherin team came to see him, no one brought any food.

"The hand is fine. Madam Pomfrey said it will be fully healed by evening."

"That's good..." Zhang Qiu was silent for a while, "You flew really well today, and the sloth rolled around the tree, it was amazing. No one can persist for so long and keep up with my actions..."

"Thank you." Cyrus responded while eating. But he clearly felt that the atmosphere was a bit awkward. This lovely girl was shy, which made him shy as well.

After a while, Zhang Qiu finally mustered up the courage and said forcefully, "Can you give me an autograph?"

"What? Signature?"

Cyrus didn't expect the other party to make such a request.

Has his identity as the Dark Lord been exposed? No, that's not right. The Dark Lord has any admirers. Even if there really is one, it must be a Slytherin wizard with an evil nature. You're a Ravenclaw and a member of the DA, why are you here to join in the fun? "I think you may become an amazing Quidditch player in the future! So, it would be great if I could get your autograph in advance!" Zhang Qiu said with a blushing face. She was still a little shy, but some words are not that difficult to say after you say them. "Which team will you join? The performance of the Chudley Cannons has not been very good. What about the Irish team--"

"Sorry." Cyrus interrupted Zhang Qiu, "I don't plan to become a Quidditch star."

Cyrus pursed his lips.

Is this progress? This is hiring a substitute!

In the next game, Draco Malfoy will still be as bad as he can be.

Well, I can't say he's bad, but he's definitely not as good as Harry and the others. In fact, Malfoy is still talented, but the problem is that he has always been pampered and can't stand hardship. Even if Cyrus wasn't controlling this body, it would be difficult for him to persist in training.

Although he had never participated in Quidditch training, Cyrus still encouraged: "As long as you practice hard, you can do it."

"Thank you." Zhang Qiu stood up. "I have to go now. I wish you a speedy recovery."

She walked to the door and turned to look at Cyrus: "I think you are very different from what others say. Goodbye."

She closed the door of the school clinic, leaving Cyrus, with a ridiculous look on his face, lost in thought with a half-eaten pumpkin pie in his hand.

'Isn't this girl obsessed with me, no, with Draco?'

But soon he shook his head.

"It shouldn't be the case. After all, we've only met once. Maybe he just thinks I'm a great flyer so he admires me a little bit." He stuffed the pumpkin pie into his mouth and lay down in a different position.

"But if Draco is smart, it is not impossible for him to develop a relationship with Zhang Qiu under the current circumstances." Cyrus thought that Harry would be heartbroken when he saw his goddess surrounding his mortal enemy all day long!

But unfortunately, Draco Malfoy almost set his eyes on Harry, so how could he have time to look at other women?

Cyrus stayed in the infirmary alone for several hours until it was completely dark outside. Madam Pomfrey came out from behind the curtain, bent down and squeezed his arm, and after confirming that there was nothing wrong, she let Cyrus leave the infirmary.

When I walked out of the school infirmary, there was no one in the corridor.

Cyrus avoided the portrait's sight and took out the Marauder's Map.

"I solemnly swear that I will do no good."

The blank parchment opened automatically, lines emerged, and a multi-faceted map was drawn. Except for some unknown secret rooms, every corner of the castle was fully presented.

He saw quite a few little badgers wandering around the kitchen, but there were almost no little wizards wandering around other places in the castle.

On days like this, even the most energetic Gryffindors dared not walk around at night, lest they run into the terrible heir and end up being murdered! "It will be even more difficult to launch an attack in the future."

Cyrus shook his head, put the map away, and turned to walk towards the Room of Requirement.

"Let's continue studying alchemy."

Thanks to the audience for the tip, thank you baby 　　 　 (end of this chapter)