Casting spells

In the end, when these spiced things were served on the table, no one noticed that something was wrong, not even the famous Dumbledore.

Right now, the whole of Hogwarts can be said to have become a huge testing ground. No one, including Zhang Cheng, the instigator, knows what will happen and whether it will lead to a terrible disaster.

The only thing he knew was that anyone who drank the juice would undergo a mutation within a short period of time.

In order to better obtain test data, hundreds of blood samples were even taken overnight for archiving.

Just when Zhang Cheng finished all this and returned to the room, there was a piercing scream in the silent castle, followed by all the students and professors in a panic.

You don't need to ask, Sirius Black finally sneaked in, looking for the enemy, and looking at his godson at the same time...

Chapter 743 The Seed of Darkness

Have to say, Sirius Black is not a smart guy.

Instead of having any effect, his approach aroused the anger of the bureaucrats of the Ministry of Magic, and made him more determined to keep the dementors.

The most important thing is that he has already learned the so-called "truth of the cause of death" by his parents, and he has completely fallen into a frenzy for revenge for his parents. He ran to Zhang Cheng's office almost whenever he had time, and asked him for various spellcasting skills and attack spells.

It didn't take long before his strength began to improve by leaps and bounds, and he was almost able to draw with Draco.

You must know that the latter received training a whole semester earlier than the former, which shows the degree of talent and hard work.

Of course, the price is that he will suffer terrible trauma almost every day, and will not go back to bed until he is exhausted, so that he has no time to maintain the relationship with the other two friends, and his personality has become more and more gloomy. More and more reluctant to open up with others.

Not to mention Hermione and Ron, even Dumbledore has no good solution for this kind of change.

After all, the hatred of killing parents cannot be resolved through heart-to-heart talks. Even in a modern legal society, many people will choose to use the most direct and impulsive way to make the murderer pay for their actions.

"Professor! Can you teach me the death curse that can really kill the enemy?"

After the day's class was over, Harry Potter came to the office alone, and stared into Zhang Cheng's eyes tentatively.

"Why do you ask this suddenly?" Zhang Cheng stroked his chin and looked at the boy with great interest.

He can feel that the other party's emotions, heart and mental state are at a very dangerous critical point. As long as he crosses the point, he will bid farewell to the protagonist in the original work forever and become a brand new Harry Potter.

"I want revenge! I want to make the enemy who betrayed my parents pay!" Harry didn't try to hide anything, and didn't plan to hide anything.

As a sensitive boy, he could sense that the professor in front of him was different from any other professor in the school.

As for what is different, he can't say for the time being, he just thinks that the other party will be willing to help him, instead of forcing himself to give up the idea of ​​revenge like other professors.

"Revenge?" Zhang Cheng shook his head with a half-smile. "You don't seem to have figured out who is your real enemy, do you?"

"I don't understand! Didn't the newspaper say that Sirius Black betrayed my parents, so they were killed by Voldemort?" Harry frowned and asked through gritted teeth.

"Sorry, I can't tell you the truth directly, but I can give you three small suggestions. First of all, don't make anything as simple as it seems on the surface. There may be many secrets and secrets hidden behind it that you don't know .Secondly, never believe what is said in newspapers, magazines, or from people’s mouths, because you can’t confirm which ones are true, which ones are exaggerated fictions, and which ones are rumors that someone deliberately said to deceive and induce you .Finally, and most importantly, never be blinded by hatred. Even if you are going to kill a person, think about why you want to kill him. Who will benefit the most once he is dead?"

Although Zhang Cheng didn't give an answer directly, the lines between the lines are full of hints.

He won't be so stupid as to directly interfere with the behavior of the "savior", but intends to let the other party slowly track it down by himself, knowing how to embrace the darkness and become the same person as himself.

As for why he did this, the answer is simple. Compared with those "envoys of justice" who stand on the moral high ground and criticize others, he prefers activists who want to achieve their goals at any cost.

"You mean... Sirius Black wasn't the murderer of my parents?!" Harry obviously wasn't a complete idiot, and immediately understood the meaning.

"Hehe, it's up to you to find the answer on your own. I think you should find Black first, and then talk to him face to face, maybe there will be some unexpected gains. As for the death curse, I won't teach you, that means It would be against Ministry of Magic laws. But I'm a careless person, and occasionally I leave some of the more dangerous spell books on the table, and it would be terrible for students to look through them."

After finishing speaking, Zhang Cheng patted a notebook with a red cover on the table, then stood up pretendingly and walked towards the bathroom.

When passing by the boy, he did not forget to stretch out three fingers.

Harry suddenly realized that this meant he had three ten minutes, and immediately rushed over to flip through the contents of the red notebook.

I didn't know the result, I was startled when I saw it.

It is densely recorded inside, all of which are high-level magic that can kill or maim people, and even some of them can kill everyone on the whole street in an instant once they are released.

panic!

fear!

trembling!

He couldn't imagine why a professor could master so many destructive magics that were so terrifying and strictly prohibited by the Ministry of Magic.

But after a brief panic, he quickly calmed down, realizing that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and quickly recorded spells one by one with his eyes wide open.

Half an hour passed in the blink of an eye, and when Zhang Cheng came out of the bathroom, Harry Potter hurriedly closed the notebook, bent down and bowed deeply: "Thank you very much, Professor, I swear that I will One day, I will repay your kindness."

"Repay? No, Potter, I don't need any repayment. As long as you can clearly understand yourself and not be used by others, I will be thankful." Zhang Cheng picked up the note and threw it into the fireplace, letting the flames burn it. Incinerate.

"No one can use me! No one can tell me what to do! What not to do!" Harry Potter firmly assured.

In recent days, he has had enough of the persuasion and education from his friends and elders, and he has had enough of being judged by others.

This time, he wants to use the blood and death of his enemies to prove that he has grown up and has enough strength and no longer needs shelter and sympathy.

Watching the boy leave the office, Zhang Cheng raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and muttered to himself in a voice he could only hear: "The seeds of darkness have taken root, tell me, dear Principal Albus Dumbledore, what will you do?" What is the choice? Get rid of Harry Potter, who may become the next Dark Lord, once and for all? Or use him to get rid of Voldemort first, or let the two die together?"

Needless to say, nothing would make him happier than tearing off a mask of sanctimonious hypocrisy.

As for whether the entire British wizarding world will be turbulent and bloody, it doesn't matter about him.

Anyway, the fate of mankind in this world is already doomed, that is to be completely destroyed under a nuclear explosion...

Chapter 744 Falling Into Darkness

Abandoning the past and embracing the dark side of human nature is never an easy task, it requires a long-term accumulation and process.

So after the dark seeds took root and sprouted, Anyang did not have too much contact with Harry Potter, let alone tried to influence and manipulate his behavior. Dobby the Elf.

late at night……

The entire Hogwarts students and professors fell into a drowsy sleep. With the help of the invisibility cloak, Harry quietly slipped into a room full of training dummies.

This is no other place, but the famous "House of Response".

Dobby, who had been waiting for a long time, came out from a dark corner, bent down and bowed deeply, and said, "Great Harry Potter, it is a great honor for this humble servant to serve you."

"Stop talking nonsense! I need training! More training!" Harry quickly took off his invisibility cloak and threw it aside. He drew his wand, his eyes gleaming with coldness.

"As you wish!" Dobby raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

Snapped!

moment!