Casting spells

"A joke? No, honey, after you study it, you will find out how much energy is contained in these blood. Well, hurry up and pack up and go back to the dormitory, I don't want to be discovered by that old Dumbledore. Of course, it doesn't matter if you're ready to stay overnight..."

After all, Zhang Cheng made no secret of his aggressive eyes, and kept looking up and down the girl's bumpy figure.

"No! I'm not ready yet!" Hermione was undoubtedly taken aback, and hurriedly picked up today's experiment notes, and ran away all the way.

Watching her slender back gradually disappear into the darkness, Zhang Cheng then turned around and opened the cabinet door, and said to Ron who was still in the transformed form with great interest: "Hehe, dear Mr. Weasley, it seems that you You already know how to control that power, don't you? That's right! It's jealousy! Naked jealousy! Known as the lowest and most despicable of all human emotions. Admit it, you are basically a despicable villain, a A villain who craves attention, power, status and wealth."

"No!!!! I... I'm not!" Ron growled through gritted teeth.

Dobby had let go of the restraints since Hermione left, and he had now fully regained control of his body.

"No? Really?

Recall carefully, when I kissed Hermione Granger just now, what kind of feeling did you feel in your heart?

pain?

despair?

remorse?

No, neither, only intense jealousy.

Recall again, what did you see when you first changed into something?

Is it a picture of Harry Potter being intimate with his lovely girlfriend Cho Chang?

Don't be so nervous, Weasley, I don't like Albus Dumbledore who stands on the moral high ground and accuses others, but a person who can really help you.

Come on, open your heart and help me complete the research, as long as you cooperate enough, I can even return that beautiful girl to you, giving you another chance to pursue her..."

At this moment, Zhang Cheng is like a devil from hell, constantly stimulating poor Ron with words, and leading him to slowly fall into the abyss of eternal doom.

You must know that the Weasley family is Dumbledore's die-hard loyalists. It can incite one or two Weasley children to betray their parents and family, which can not only greatly damage the morale of the enemy, but also create a sense of panic and discontent. An atmosphere of trust.

As he continued to dig deeper into the potential of psychic powers, he began to gradually realize the intense pleasure brought by playing with people's hearts, which is a sense of satisfaction that nothing can give.

Chapter 768 Victory of "Freedom"

Dragging his tired body, Ron finally returned to the Gryffindor student dormitory before dawn.

Lying on the soft bed, he stared at the ceiling with his eyes wide open, his mind was full of recalling the conversation not long ago, and his heart was full of hesitation, hesitation and struggle.

Because reason is constantly reminding, it is best to tell the principal Dumbledore or the parents about this matter as soon as possible, but at the same time there is another voice suggesting that if you tell this matter, you will lose the chance to change your destiny , completely reduced to the foil of the "savior" Harry Potter, and spent his life in a daze.

Of course, these are not the most intolerable.

What Ron couldn't tolerate the most was that Hermione Granger, who was getting more and more beautiful, would fall into the arms of another man, kiss him passionately, and even do some more intimate moves.

When he thinks of such a picture, he will involuntarily feel strong pain and jealousy, and his body will change accordingly.

In this way, with resentment and unwillingness, he fell asleep in a short time, and at the same time made up his mind to keep the secret until he got back the girl he had a crush on from the other party.

Poor Ron didn't know at all that in Zhang Cheng's mind, he was just a trivial experimental subject, and Hermione Granger was just a tool with a little value, and there was no so-called emotion at all.

If one day it loses its use value, then [-]% will not hesitate to throw it away as garbage.

As he knows more secrets and his ambitions grow, Zhang Cheng's heart has become ruthless.

Excluding Elizabeth, who is in a special situation, the only difference in his eyes is the value of use of all the remaining people. As long as they can become an existence that surpasses everything, no matter how huge the price is, it doesn't matter.

To some extent, he should also be regarded as a typical example of abandoning everything for ideals.

……

Days passed, when the students from the two magic schools, Beauxbaton and Durmstrang, arrived, the Triwizard Tournament finally kicked off.

Just like the cry of the pirate king Grod Roger before his execution, Hogwarts students are all attracted by this dangerous game that can bring fame, wealth and glory, and almost everyone is eager to be able to Become a warrior and represent your school in battle.

But it is a pity that the headmaster Dumbledore quickly and ruthlessly broke the illusions of the junior students and set an age limit by himself. Unless the protective magic can be broken, otherwise even throwing the name into the Goblet of Fire will become a thing of the past. impossible things.

Watching the interesting scene of wailing in the auditorium, Zhang Cheng, who had kept a low profile this semester, suddenly stood up and placed a badge next to the Goblet of Fire in full view.

moment!

All adult wizards felt that a strong repulsive force dispelled the magic protection that restricted the age of registration.

After Albus Dumbledore noticed this, he immediately asked with a serious expression: "Dear Zhang, I want to know what you mean by doing this? Are you questioning the decision I made as the headmaster?"

"No, Mr. Principal, I just think you are a little too harsh on the students. You must know that for wizards, age has always represented strength. I think some students in the lower grades have completely surpassed the spellcasting level of the students in the higher grades. For example, De Racko Malfoy, and Harry Potter, I can guarantee that even if there are few graduates who can beat them. Are you going to deprive them of their free will and rights just because of their ridiculous age? ?” Zhang Cheng slightly tilted his lips and explained calmly.

Although he didn't use any strong emotional words, anyone who is not a fool can see the tit-for-tat attitude between the two.

"But they are still children! What's more, strength does not mean maturity! You are doing a very dangerous thing." Dumbledore retorted not to be outdone.

"Children?! Is this the excuse you use to deprive others of their freedom? Sorry, Mr. Principal, we are not living in the dark Middle Ages, and you have no right to force anyone to make a choice."

Speaking of this, Zhang Cheng opened his arms and shouted to the eagerly awaiting students in the audience: "Lovely students of Hogwarts! Tell me! Are you eager to do everything in your life according to your own will? Choose, or let someone else make the choice for you?"

"Own!"

"That's right! We have to make our own choices!"

"Freedom! We want freedom!"

……

All of a sudden, the students who had been suppressed by the school rules for a long time finally broke out unprecedented resistance.

Appreciating the chaotic situation he had created, Zhang Cheng turned around and stared at the angry eyes of the old man, and said meaningfully: "Look, this is their choice. Sorry, dear principal, I'm afraid you can't Suppress the free will of students like before like a tyrant."

"You are playing with fire!" Dumbledore warned with a solemn expression.

"No, it's you who are playing with fire, Mr. Principal. Well, put away this scary expression, and don't forget that we still have guests." Zhang Cheng glanced fearlessly at the half-giant Ao Ms. Lim Maxim, and Igor Karkaroff, who was sitting in his seat and looked like he was watching the show.

"I swear, at the end of this semester, you will definitely be expelled." Dumbledore declared solemnly.

Zhang Cheng shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly, and responded with a sneer: "Really? I just want to kick you off from the position of principal, so let's wait and see who can have the last laugh."

When Dumbledore heard this, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he began to regret the decision he made two years ago in his heart.

He never dreamed that an oriental who seemed to have no foundation at first could actually work closely with the nobles of the British magic world in just two years, and kept causing huge troubles for himself one after another. Now he has risen to the level of a real level of threat.

In the end, this brief confrontation ended with Zhang Cheng winning.

After all, even the principal can't go against the wishes of almost 90.00% of the students in the school. He can only pinch his nose and let the badge dispel the age limit, so that every student has the right to participate in the registration of the Triwizard Tournament.

Obviously, the old antique Dumbledore, who has lived for more than 100 years, is the first time to feel the terrible incitement of the word "freedom".