Spellcasting Heavens

run!

Run hard!

Ron felt as if he would never get tired, with a near limitless amount of energy.

However, this state did not last long. When he ran to the side of a small stream, he suddenly felt that all the power that had emerged just now disappeared, and the whole person returned to the original state, and fell to the ground with a plop. Breathing heavily.

Damn it! What the hell is going on?

Looking at his normal face in the water, the boy felt like he had a dream, a terrible nightmare.

Just as he took a few sips of water and struggled to get up and go back to school, he suddenly found a dark figure standing behind him at some point.

Before he had time to react, a strong sense of dizziness swept over, followed by a black eye and immediately lost consciousness.

Obviously, the shadow was none other than Zhang Cheng who followed.

I saw Ron, who had his pupils dilated and stood motionless like a puppet, turned around twice, and then said to himself in a playful tone: Interesting guinea pig, let me take a look at it. what happened to you...

next second...

He pressed his left hand on the opponent's shoulder and directly cast a teleportation spell to return to the secret room located in the basement of the castle.

Since the soul in Voldemort's diaries was not fully resurrected in the second year of Harry Potter, the Slytherin chamber where the Basilisk was imprisoned was not exposed, but was transformed into a fully equipped laboratory.

And the basilisk guarding the door itself is the most perfect guard.

Great master, your most loyal servant, Dobby, is at your command. The house elf who was in charge of daily cleaning and maintenance hurried over and took a deep bow with one hand on his chest.

Hasn't Hermione been here today? Zhang Cheng cautiously glanced around and asked bluntly.

Yes! Miss Granger's class is a bit full today, and she won't have free time until lunch break. Dobby gave the answer without thinking.

He was not a fool, he recognized Ron at a glance, and also understood what his master was worried about.

Zhang Cheng nodded with satisfaction: Very good! Now send this boy to the experimental bench,

Then shut down the whole lab, and then I need a little time to figure out what's going on in him.

Understood! Dobby raised his hand and snapped his fingers. He controlled the unconscious boy to lie down, and then sealed the only entrance to the outside world.

After doing all this, he stood beside the test bench, patiently waiting for the master to issue a new order.

I have to say that after countless years of domestication, the wizards have deeply imprinted servility in the souls of the entire family of house elves. Even after painful and twisted transformations, they still retain their perfect obedience. More comfortable for the master than any kind of servant.

Of course, it is not without its shortcomings. The biggest drawback is the ugly appearance of these dwarf humanoid creatures.

After simple preparations, Zhang Cheng quickly stood in front of the test bench and started the inhumane test. After a while, Ron's extremely painful screams and wailing echoed throughout the secret room.

what!!!!

Ahhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!

...

Without any superfluous emotions such as sympathy, pity, guilt, etc., he is like a cold machine, constantly conducting various experiments, and even cutting off every organ and limb of the other party from the inside to the outside and examining them one by one. That kind of bloody picture ordinary people will have a lifelong psychological shadow even if they look at it.

But with the power of magic, no matter how painful Ron was, he wouldn't die easily, and he couldn't even fall into a coma due to a mental breakdown. He maintained a clear pain perception from beginning to end.

pain!

Unbearable pain!

If he could commit suicide, he would definitely end his life without hesitation.

But it is a pity that his little life no longer belonged to him, but to another ruthless person who did not take human life seriously for a long time.

I don't know how long it took, maybe a few minutes, maybe a few hours, maybe several days...

Just when Ron thought he would spend his whole life in this miserable state, he suddenly felt that the torture had stopped at some point, and was replaced by a warm and peaceful energy wrapping himself around him.

At the same time, blurred shadows began to shake in the originally dark eyes, and it took about three or four minutes to finally see who was standing in front of him.

Good evening, Mr. Weasley. First of all, please forgive me for everything I did before. Believe me, it was all to find out what happened to you. Zhang Cheng bowed politely, his face hanging on A faint smile, as if he just accidentally stepped on the other's foot, instead of breaking it into pieces, almost to the point of a nervous breakdown.

It's... it's you?! Ron jumped up from the experimental bench, helplessness and panic in his eyes.

Although he fainted when there was an accidental conflict at the end of last semester, but later he learned about what happened at that time through some methods, and realized that the young professor standing in front of him was actually a powerful person who could make Headmaster Dumbledore feel extremely jealous. wizard.

Relax, I have no ill will towards you. Zhang Cheng comforted the boy softly. Maybe you don't quite understand what that powerful force that suddenly appears out of thin air is, and what amazing potential it has, but I can tell you that it can change your destiny and give you the status, money and everything you have always dreamed of.

Power? Do you mean the ability to become a demon? Ron was obviously frightened and couldn't help but snoring.

Demon? Do you describe it so much? No, no, no, that is not a demon at all, but a kind of power from the blood hidden in the blood of Weasley's family. Think about it, why your brothers and sisters All of them have weird red hair? This is not just a family inheritance, I am more inclined to be an atavistic phenomenon. Zhang Cheng explained with a half-smile.

Ancestors? Ron froze for a moment, then asked in an uncertain tone, You mean, one of my ancestors has the same ability?

Sorry, I'm not sure if this power came from some kind of extinct magical creature, or if one of your ancestors was mutated, but it's strong enough to put most adult wizards in the dust. After all, Zhang Cheng handed over the cleaned black robe.

In order to facilitate the dissection, he took off each other's clothes at the beginning, and now it is time to go back.

After discovering this, Ron, who was naked, hurriedly dressed as fast as he could, resisting the anger in his heart and asked, What on earth are you trying to do to me?

What to do to you? No, I will do nothing to you. On the contrary, I want to teach you to use this power...