Spellcasting Heavens

I have to say, Sirius Black is really not a smart guy.

Far from having any effect, his actions inflamed the wrath of the Ministry of Magic bureaucrats, which made him more determined to keep the Dementors behind.

Most importantly, having learned the so-called truth of the cause of death from his parents, he completely fell into a frenzy of revenge for his parents, and ran to Zhang Cheng's office almost as soon as he had time to ask him for various spellcasting skills. and attack spells.

It didn't take long for his strength to improve by leaps and bounds, and he was almost on the verge of a draw with Draco.

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

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

Not to mention Hermione and Ron, even Dumbledore can't do anything good about this kind of change.

After all, the hatred of killing parents is not something that can be resolved through enlightenment. 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 really kills the enemy?

After a day of class, Harry Potter came to the office alone and stared at Zhang Cheng's eyes.

Why do you ask this all of a sudden? Zhang Cheng rubbed his chin and looked at the boy with interest.

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

I want revenge! I want to make the enemy who betrayed my parents pay! Harry wasn't trying to hide anything, and he wasn't going to hide anything.

As a more sensitive boy, he could perceive the professor in front of him, unlike any other professor in the school.

As for the difference, he couldn't tell for the time being, he just felt that the other party would be willing to help him, instead of forcing himself to give up the idea of ​​revenge like other professors.

Vengeance? Zhang Cheng shook his head with a half-smile. You don't seem to know who is your real enemy, don't you?

I don't understand! The papers don't say,

Did Sirius Black betray my parents so they were killed by Voldemort? ' Harry asked, frowning, gritted his teeth.

Sorry, I can't tell you the truth directly, but I can give you three little suggestions. First of all, don't make anything as simple as it looks on the surface, there may be many secrets and secrets that you don't know. Secondly, never believe what is said in newspapers, magazines, or what people say, because you have no way of confirming what is true, what is exaggerated, and what is a rumor 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, you have to figure out why you are killing him, and who will get the most benefit once he dies?

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

He wouldn't be stupid enough to interfere directly with the Savior's behavior, but planned to let the other party slowly investigate, knowing that he would embrace the darkness and become the same person as himself.

As for why he did this, the answer is very simple. Compared with those messengers of justice who criticize others on the moral high ground, he prefers activists who want to achieve their goals at all costs.

You mean... Sirius Black wasn't the one who killed my parents?! Harry, obviously not a complete fool, immediately understood the meaning.

Hehe, it's up to you to find the answer. I think you should find Blake 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 law. But I'm a careless person and occasionally leave some of the more dangerous spell books on the table, which would be bad if they were read by students.

After saying that, Zhang Cheng patted the red-covered note on the table, then stood up 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 that he had thirty minutes, and immediately rushed over to read the contents of the red notebook.

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

The dense records inside are all high-level magic that can cause death and disability, and even some can kill everyone on the street in an instant once they are released.

panic!

fear!

trembling!

He couldn't imagine how a professor could master so much, so terrifying, lethal magic that was strictly forbidden by the Ministry of Magic.

But after a brief panic, he quickly calmed down, realizing that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, widening his eyes and using his brain to quickly record spells one by one.

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

Repayment? No, Potter, I don't need anything in return. 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 throw it away. Burnt out.

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 had been fed up with the persuasion and education from his friends and elders, and even more fed up with being pointed at by others.

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

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

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

As for whether the entire British magic world will be turbulent and bloodshed, that's none of his business.

Anyway, the fate of human beings in this world has been doomed, that is, they will be completely destroyed by a nuclear explosion...