Casting spells

You must know that in her eyes, Ron is just an ignorant idiot, apart from being loyal to his friends, he has no merit at all.

But it is such a big boy who can suddenly show overwhelming strength, which almost subverts other people's previous impression of him.

Seeing the changing expression on the girl's face, Zhang Cheng moved closer and said in a low voice, "You know, dear, this world is not as beautiful as you imagined, and there are countless dark secrets hidden behind it. Tell me , are you sure you are ready to see the darkness, are you ready to bid farewell to innocence and enter the adult world?"

"me……"

Hermione didn't expect that the other party would choose a showdown at this time, and she panicked for a moment, lowering her head and fiddling with her cuffs at a loss.

As a smart girl, she had already seen part of the clues from those experimental notes, but she just subconsciously deceived herself and ignored those terrible facts.

Now Zhang Cheng suddenly mentioned this incident directly, breaking through the girl's psychological defense, making her realize that she had already been deeply involved as an accomplice and could not extricate herself.

"Ah! It seems that you are not ready yet. It's okay, I can wait slowly. But please remember, Miss Granger, you can't live in a perfect fairy tale forever, and one day you need to face the cruel reality. The sooner you embrace reality, the more you will have a clear understanding of the world. Many times, the good and evil you understand are just the self-righteousness of most stupid human beings, and there are naked conflicts of interests hidden behind them."

After finishing speaking, Zhang Cheng held Hermione's slightly terrified face, kissed her forehead lightly, then stood up and left quietly.

Passing through the chaotic crowd, he quietly came to the resting place of the contestants, looked at Ron who was soaked in dragon blood all over his body, and laughed and joked for about a minute: "How does it feel to be a dragon warrior? Yes Isn't it intoxicating?"

"Very good! Especially when those bastards shut their mouths and make no noise, it's simply intoxicating." Ron replied with a grim expression.

"That's right! It seems that you have realized the value of power!" Zhang Cheng was undoubtedly satisfied with the boy's cynical attitude, and nodded slightly. "Yes, human beings are such hypocritical creatures. When they are weak, they will laugh at you, but once you are strong enough, they will shut their mouths and show fear and fear in their eyes. When the game is over, our dear Dumbledore Principal Lido will definitely talk to you, you should know what to do, right?"

"Don't worry! I've seen through his hypocrisy! And I won't approve of that ridiculous statement that even Harry doesn't want to believe."

"Great! Congratulations on passing the first test. I believe that from now on, the entire Hogwarts students will know you again, the mighty Ron Weasley, a rising star. Good job Prepare yourself, and it won't be long before you're the most respected and popular person in school."

As the last word came out, a playful smile flashed across Zhang Cheng's face, and he bowed slightly while touching his chest with one hand.

He who is good at grasping his heart understands that what the boy desires most at this moment is the respect from others, so as to satisfy his humble and pitiful self-esteem.

In fact, in the process of communicating with people, often a small inadvertent action can shorten the distance between each other and establish a relationship of trust or goodwill.

Zhang Cheng doesn't mind doing more for such a behavior that can get huge rewards without much investment. Anyway, there is no loss for him at all.

……

Meanwhile, Albus Dumbledore's evil twin brother, Lyon, is lurking near a telephone box in the heart of the English capital, London.

Of course, this is not an ordinary telephone booth, but a secret entrance leading to the interior of the Ministry of Magic. Anyone who walks in and dials [-] and explains their purpose will activate the corresponding mechanism.

However, since he has been offered a reward, it is naturally impossible for him to walk in ostentatiously, so he can only hide here and wait patiently for the target to appear.

About half an hour or so, several wizards escorted a small old man with gray curly hair who looked a bit stout, and walked out of the phone booth.

Without any hesitation!

The clone Leon immediately rushed out from the dark corner, raised his wand and shot a green death curse, directly knocking the most unlucky guy to the ground and dying on the spot.

"Damn! There are attackers!"

"Quick! Protect the Minister!"

"Call for help! He's too strong! We can't stop him alone!"

All of a sudden, there were waves of panic and chaotic voices.

No need to ask, that little old man is none other than the current British Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge.

He looked extremely nervous, especially the long gray beard and hair of the attacker, both of which were exactly the same as his old friend Albus Dumbledore in his impression.

Chapter 775 Great Change

"Avada Kedavra!"

"Iron armor!"

"Disarm!"

"Burning fire!"

……

The originally bustling streets of London turned into a dangerous battlefield as wizards attacked each other in the blink of an eye. A few ordinary people who didn't have time to run away died directly from the terrible spells shot by their wands, and even their bodies were blown to pieces.

Fortunately, it's only a short walk from the British Ministry of Magic.

When Luo Ao found out that the dignified Minister of Magic had been assassinated in front of their house, they immediately mobilized without hesitation, relying on their superiority in numbers to forcibly suppress their opponents back.

Looking at the very familiar figure, Cornelius Fudge finally couldn't help asking angrily, "Albus! Is that you? Tell me, why did you do this?"

"Hmph! Ignorant idiot! You don't understand anything at all." The clone sneered, and immediately cast Apparation to disappear in place.

Although the fierce battle only lasted for a short time, three unlucky ones had already died, and countless more had been injured.

It can be said that he beat up half of the Ministry of Magic with just one person, and he left as soon as he wanted, and no one could stop him. This completely fits the understanding of most wizards about Albus Dumbledore.

Except for the headmaster of Hogwarts who defeated the famous dark wizard Gellert Grindelwald in a duel and made Voldemort feel extremely afraid, people really can't think of anyone else who can do this.

When Cornelius Fudge dragged his exhausted body back to the office, the first thing he did was hold an emergency meeting, staring at his bloodshot eyes and shouting loudly: "The eighth time! This is already a short month It’s the eighth attack within the period! Every one killed is a staff member of the ministry! Who can tell me, what should we do next? Shall we just announce the disbandment?”

"Sir, please calm down first, things are not as bad as you imagined." Arthur Weasley tried to appease old Fudge's furious emotions.

As a staunch supporter of Dumbledore, he never thought that the kind old man would risk the world's disgrace by assassinating the staff of the Ministry of Magic.

"Shut up! Arthur! I know what you want to say, but the problem is that the evidence is already in front of you, do you still want to make him defend?" Cornelius Fudge asked gnashing his teeth.

If it were normal, he might use the relationship between the Weasley family and Dumbledore to ease the conflict between the two, but now, he just wants to win more support and defeat the one who tried to kill him in one go. hater.

Especially in recent years, he has always felt that Dumbledore was spying on his rights as the Minister of Magic, and the assassination just now brought this accumulated dissatisfaction to a critical point.

Few men can keep their cool in the face of power, and old Cornelius Fudge was no exception.

"Dear Minister! I think the arrest warrant should be signed immediately! All Luo Ao should be dispatched to arrest Albus Dumbledore! At this time, the Ministry of Magic must take the strongest attitude, otherwise once we Weakness will lose the trust of the people, and he can use his great prestige to force us to make concessions, and even overthrow the Ministry of Magic for reorganization." Rufus Scrimgeour, director of the Auror Office, expressed his views without hesitation.

Unlike Arthur, he is a hard-liner through and through, and he never takes a cold for fame-seekers like Dumbledore.

"Well said! I also agree with Scrimgeour's suggestion. It is true that Dumbledore has defeated dark wizards and saved the magic world many times before, but this is not an excuse for him to escape legal sanctions." A 50-year-old The old woman nodded hastily.

Different from the previous two speakers, the aristocratic faction headed by Lucius Malfoy stood behind her. Recently, they have been waiting for the right opportunity. Now that the opportunity arises, of course they will not let it go easily.

Another man next to him exchanged a look with the former, and echoed: "I agree too! Look at what Dumbledore has done at Hogwarts these years? Not only is he recklessly squandering the school's assets, but also He also ignored the protests of the school board many times, and regarded the best magic school in the UK as his own private property, and now it has expanded to the point where he has the audacity to assassinate the Minister of Magic in public. He should be sentenced to death."

"Everyone! I need to remind you! We still don't have any real evidence that that guy is Dumbledore." Seeing that the situation was getting worse, Arthur Weasley immediately stood up and tried to change the subject.

He couldn't believe what a terrible disaster it would be for Dumbledore and Hogwarts as a whole once the Ministry of Magic signed the arrest warrant.

"No! Arthur, we already have enough evidence. Don't you forget that when I called Albus by the name, he didn't directly deny it. Besides Dumbledore, you can find a second A wizard who easily left under Luo Ao's siege?" Cornelius Fudge asked with a sneer.