First, he began with the simplest moves: front and back flips, followed by side rolls.
Though the rapid changes in gravity made his head spin a bit, he managed to complete these maneuvers smoothly.
Next up were the more challenging tricks—the bell maneuver, followed by the half-roll, hammerhead maneuver, and cobra maneuvers…all renowned for their difficulty and status as peak aerobatic feats.
Bumping and grinding his way through, Ye Ting executed these thrilling and fancy moves one by one. If top-tier pilots witnessed this, they would surely exclaim "Impossible!" and question their own existence.
After all, anyone who saw someone master moves they themselves had struggled with for years on their first try would undoubtedly question life itself.
Of course, this was not solely due to his innate athleticism and learning ability but also because broomsticks offered better maneuverability and flexibility than fighter jets.
The young wizards on the lawn let out amazed screams upon seeing this. Though they couldn't grasp the difficulty of these moves, the spectacular flight still left them in awe.
Madam Hooch saw even more. A former professional Quidditch player, she genuinely recognized Ye Ting's remarkable flying prowess—a talent far superior to any Quidditch player she had ever seen.
Finally, Ye Ting slowed down, ending his flashy aerobatic display.
It wasn't that he didn't want to continue enjoying the flight; the broomstick's "creaking" groans told him it was already overburdened.
He had essentially forced an agricultural sprayer to perform fighter jet-level aerobatics. He didn't doubt that if he kept flying like this for another moment, the broomstick would fall apart immediately.
Amidst his classmates' praises, Ye Ting descended slowly, preparing to land.
Suddenly, a familiar scream caught his attention.
"Help! I…can't control it!"
The tearful female voice immediately grabbed Ye Ting's attention.
He easily recognized the owner of the voice: Hermione.
Looking in the direction of the sound, he saw Hermione tightly gripping her broomstick, flying erratically in the sky not too far away, about to lose her grip and fall.
"Be careful!" he heard his classmates' frightened shouts from the ground.
"Hold onto the broomstick tightly and clamp your legs! Try to maintain balance!" Madam Hooch shouted loudly.
"Ye Ting, help her!" someone called out to him.
But Ye Ting was already not in his original position. With a clamp of his legs, he flew towards Hermione.
Unfortunately, Hermione didn't hold on. The uncontrolled flight had already exhausted her.
As the broomstick once again flipped her upside down in the air, she couldn't grasp the broomstick handle anymore and fell from the sky.
She screamed in terror, helplessly plunging downwards.
The young wizards on the ground couldn't bear to watch and closed their eyes. Falling from such a height, she would either die or be severely injured.
Madam Hooch hurriedly pulled out her wand, intending to cast a spell to stop everything, but unlike Dumbledore, she wasn't proficient in wandless and silent magic, and she was too slow.
Only Ye Ting, disregarding the groans of the aging broomstick, frantically increased his speed.
The roaring wind from the rapid dive hurt his cheeks. The end of the broomstick had already completely fallen apart, with wooden splinters constantly flying behind him—now he was practically diving while riding on a broomstick that was about to snap in half.
At this moment, he was like an arrow shot out, tracing a parabola in the air.
True to his nature, Ye Ting remained calm in the face of danger, and his knowledge of physics came in handy—he controlled the timing of the broomstick's disintegration, allowing it to match Hermione's falling speed after losing its levitation capabilities.
Finally, he approached Hermione. His precise calculations put him directly below her, with less than half a meter separating them.
So Ye Ting simply let go of his hands, controlling the broomstick stick only with his feet, and forcefully caught the panicking Hermione.
Although for a moment, he felt as if his arms had been hit hard, it wasn't as heavy as he had imagined.
This was because Ye Ting controlled the dive's speed. Cleverly, he adjusted the vertical speed of the dive to match Hermione's falling speed, so when he caught her, he only had to endure the horizontal force.
However, this led to another problem.
They were falling too fast, and at this low altitude, there wasn't enough space for him to slow down.
Yet, this didn't cause him any panic.
He remained calm, straining his entire body to adjust in the air, forcing the broomstick to change direction and crash into the nearby forest.
With a "crash," the two plunged into the canopy of a large tree.
Ye Ting hugged Hermione as tightly as he could. Hard branches hit him, scratching his skin, but the canopy effectively cushioned their falling force.
Unfortunately, their original dive speed was still too fast. They consecutively pierced through the canopies of several trees, breaking numerous branches before finally hitting the ground and rolling for several meters before coming to a halt.
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