"Snape," I answered not taking my eyes off Harry, "I think he's jinxing the broom." I handed Ron the binoculars. Fred and George were circling under Harry, hoping to catch him if he fell. Everyone else was still as Harry's broom kept rising higher and higher trying to shake him off. Then just as suddenly as it started, it started. Harry clambered back into his broom and I let out a breath. Then suddenly Harry was speeding to the ground, his hand over his mouth.