Casting spells

When Harry said these words, he exuded an indescribably strong aura.

From his pupils, Peter seemed to have found the palpitations that could only be felt around Voldemort, and desperately hit his head on the ground, trying to get rid of this terrifying illusion.

"Tell me, what benefit did Voldemort give you back then, making you choose to betray my parents?" Harry stopped only a step away from the other party, and asked in a cold tone.

But Peter didn't want to answer any questions, he just twisted his body desperately, trying to transform into a mouse again and escape.

But before the transformation was halfway through, the flames from the tip of the wand interrupted the whole process, forcing him to roll on the ground screaming.

Appreciating the painful look of the enemy, Harry showed a faint joy on his face, and in the next few minutes, he continued to torture the opponent with magic, but he made sure that he would not be fatal too quickly.

After a while, Peter was like a mouse crawling out of a frying pan. His body was covered with countless wounds, including burns, scalds, electric shocks, stab wounds, scratches, frostbite, and bruises. The tragedy was beyond description in words, and even one eye was gouged out alive.

In the end, Hermione, who had never seen such a terrifying scene, finally couldn't help but shouted loudly: "Enough! Stop it! Harry! You shouldn't be like this!"

"Oh? Why? Do I have to follow the path Dumbledore designed?" Harry stopped casting spells and turned around with a mocking smile. "No, Granger, you don't understand anything at all. In fact, I didn't understand anything before, so I was led by others, but from now on I won't. Because I already understand something It is power, and only if you are strong enough can you control your own destiny. I don’t want to be anyone’s pawn or puppet, let alone being used in a daze.”

"You...you have changed..."

"Yes! To be precise, I have grown up, and as the price of growing up, I must abandon my innocent past. Don't stop me, Hermione. Even if we are destined not to be friends in the future, I don't want to become enemies one day. "

Chapter 751 Opposition

"No! Harry! You are too young to suffer like this. Leave it to me, and I will make him pay for his actions."

Lupine was obviously not a fool. He understood what it meant to kill a living fellow of the same kind to a boy whose mind had not fully developed, so he stood up and wanted to stop the next move of the son of a friend.

"Let me do it! As early as ten years ago, I wanted to get rid of this bastard with my own hands!" Black took the initiative to take two steps forward, and the unique green light of the death curse emerged from the tip of the wand.

Unfortunately, Harry Potter didn't appreciate it very much. He just glanced at the two of them out of the corner of his eye, and refused without hesitation: "No need! I know what I'm doing! I also know what I'm doing! price!"

The voice just fell!

He directly pointed at the dying Peter and shouted: "The hell fire in the deep hell!"

boom!

I saw a group of purple-red flames erupting from the small dwarf star, exuding unbearably high temperatures, and even the surrounding soil and rocks showed signs of melting.

As for the unlucky Peter, his whole body seemed to be pulled by some invisible force, floating upright in mid-air, being burned bit by bit, until finally even his soul completely disappeared.

No corpses!

No residue!

This terrible flame seemed to come from the terrible hell in the legend, so that both Lupine and Black subconsciously widened their eyes, not daring to elaborate on the facts they saw with their own eyes.

"Oh—my God!" Hermione murmured even more bewildered.

Just as the atmosphere in the tree hole became more and more dull, Albus Dumbledore finally arrived belatedly and roared furiously: "Bastard! Look what you have done! Tell me! Potter! This Is that the revenge you want? Killing a living human instead of sending him to trial?"

"That's right! That's what I want! Why, could it be that I didn't follow the path you arranged, so you became angry? Arranging someone else's life, you are no nobler than Voldemort, Principal Dumbledore." Harry Potter mercilessly exposed the other's hypocritical mask.

As he said, how could he be classified as a good guy for a guy who could even design a trap to count his own death.

In fact, Albus Dumbledore has always been a person who does whatever it takes to achieve his goals, but in his daily life he sticks to the bottom line he set for himself, so on the surface he gives the people around him a sense of law-abiding.

But actually?

He is not the kind of person who will accept the trial honestly. Once the verdict is against him, he will [-]% choose to stun the law enforcement officers and hide.

"Did you actually think so? I'm so disappointed, Harry." The old man sighed slightly, with a tired expression on his face.

It had to be said that this sudden change almost bankrupted the plan he had been preparing for more than ten years, and the only thing he could do next was to directly face the return of the Dark Lord.

"Disappointed? No, it should be said that Harry is the one who is disappointed. Mr. Principal, what you have done is really not worthy of the reputation of innocence as rumored by the outside world." Zhang Cheng, who had been silent for a long time, took the initiative to take a step forward, smiling He expressed his opinion with a smile.

Obviously, this move means that from now on he will stand on the opposite side of Dumbledore.

"Oh? What do you want to express!" The old man's cloudy eyes suddenly burst into a frightening light.

Zhang Cheng shrugged his shoulders pretending to be careless and explained: "What I want to express is that you always put yourself in the position of justice and let everyone believe that everything you do is for justice. But in reality? Like Voldemort, you are after great power and power, except that he is a little more crazy than you, and found a way to make himself immortal, so you are afraid, afraid, just like you are afraid of Getler Green Devore will surpass himself. To put it bluntly, you are just a coward who is afraid of failure. I sincerely suggest that you put away the Elder Wand, and you will gain nothing from fighting me except the taste of failure."

"Who are you?" Dumbledore frowned subconsciously.

From the few words just now, he found that the young man standing in front of him seemed to know a lot of private and little secrets that he didn't want to recall.

"It doesn't matter who I am! The important thing is that good and evil are just values ​​that change with the times, not a constant concept. It's like the ancient Romans thought it was natural for masters to kill slaves, but now people think That is an evil crime. You cannot represent justice, and Voldemort does not mean evil. Everything is just a struggle for power and interests. It is guaranteed that if he succeeds in seizing power, it will not be long before the entire British wizarding community will not praise His greatness is like the British praising the bourgeois revolution that overthrew the feudal system. Since Potter is not willing to be your pawn, you have no right to force him to do anything."

After finishing speaking, Zhang Cheng stepped forward again, raised his hand and snapped his fingers lightly.

Snapped!

After a crisp sound, every wizard present immediately noticed that the magical energy in the surrounding air suddenly became chaotic, forming vortices that could not be distinguished by the naked eye.

If you want to cast spells in this environment, you must first be prepared to be crushed to pieces.

Dumbledore felt this, and narrowed his eyes as if he was weighing the gains and losses.

After about two or three minutes, he finally said, "Okay, you won this time, but I promise you will never have the last laugh."

"Hehe, the unknown future is the most exciting thing, isn't it? Don't worry, Mr. Principal, this game is still very long, we have plenty of time to play slowly." Zhang Cheng pursed his lips and responded meaningfully.

"Oh, by the way, I am now announcing your expulsion as the headmaster. You will no longer be the professor of Hogwarts Magic Practice from next semester." The old man is undoubtedly not a fuel-efficient lamp. Forget about disgusting enemies.

But Zhang Cheng was undoubtedly prepared, he laughed and sarcastically said: "I'm sorry, Mr. Principal, I'm afraid you don't have this right now. Just a few minutes ago, Lucius had signed a joint agreement with the school board and the Ministry of Magic officials. An agreement to limit the rights of your wanton headmaster. From now on, if the headmaster wants to recruit or expel a professor, he must get the approval of two-thirds of the school board and the approval of the Ministry of Magic. How, yes Isn't it a surprise, a surprise?"

"It's you who are instructing Lucius?! No! No! It's you who deliberately let the wind out to delay the time, so that I can't stop it from happening."

As an old fox, Dumbledore is so smart, he immediately realized that the whole thing was a conspiracy from the very beginning, but he still thought that everything was still under his control...

Chapter 752 Essence

"Hahahaha! That's right! It's a pity that you understand too late! Look, this is the price you have to pay for liking yourself on the side of justice. You are like a beast trapped in a cage, and you will never be able to resist the bureaucracy. Laws and rules. Because once you break out of the cage, those civilians who support you will find out that you and Voldemort are essentially the same kind of people." Zhang Cheng grinned the most brazenly.

There is no doubt that he is trying to irritate the old man who usually wears a hypocritical mask in front of him, wanting to see how the other party loses control of his emotions.

But unfortunately the plan didn't work out.

Although Dumbledore was already trembling with anger, he still did not lose his mind, and asked sullenly, "What do you want to do?"

"Me? I don't want anything, I just simply hate your self-proclaimed righteous and noble face. Sorry, Mr. Principal, from now on I will be your enemy, a more terrifying and deadly enemy than Voldemort. Because I You won’t be like him, unscrupulously trying to use pure violence to change everything. Do you know? I’m better at using public opinion and the existing order system to achieve my goals than you. Next, you will be gradually pushed into the evil side, And I am the representative of justice."

When he said these words, Zhang Cheng made no secret of his malice, and the half-smile expression on his face made people shudder.

"You won't succeed!" Dumbledore didn't know whether he was retorting or cheering himself up.

In short, after saying this, he immediately took Ron, who was in a coma, and Hermione, who was completely at a loss, out of the tree hole and disappeared at the end of the path leading to the castle.