Spellcasting Heavens

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

Lying on the soft bed, he stared at the ceiling with wide eyes, thinking about the conversation not long ago, and he was full of hesitation, hesitation and struggle.

Because reason is constantly reminding, it is best to tell Principal Dumbledore or parents about this matter, 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 hurry.

Of course, these are not the most tolerated.

What made Ron intolerable the most was that the increasingly beautiful Hermione Granger would fall into the arms of another man's man, kiss him passionately, or even do something more intimate.

Thinking of such a picture, his whole person will involuntarily cause strong pain and jealousy, and his body will change with some.

In this way, with resentment and unwillingness, he fell asleep after a while, and at the same time made up his mind to keep the secret until he regained the girl he secretly loved from the other party.

Poor Ron didn't know that in Zhang Cheng's mind, he was just a trivial experimental subject, and Hermione Granger was just a tool with little value, and there was no such thing as emotion.

If one day it loses its use value, then 100% will not hesitate to throw it away like garbage.

With more and more secrets he knows and more and more ambitions, Zhang Cheng's heart has long become ruthless.

Aside from Elizabeth, who was a bit special, the only difference in his eyes for all the remaining people was the level of use value. As long as they could become a transcendent existence, it didn't matter how much they paid.

To a certain extent, he should also be regarded as a typical example of abandoning everything for the ideal.

...

Life passed day by day, when the students of the two magic schools of Besbason and Demsterrand finally kicked off.

Just like the cry of the pirate king Gorod Roger before his execution, the students of Hogwarts are also attracted by this dangerous game that can bring fame, fortune and glory, and almost everyone is eager to be able to. Become a warrior and play a big killing Quartet on behalf of his school.

But unfortunately,

Principal Dumbledore quickly and ruthlessly broke the illusions of the younger students, and set an age limit himself. Unless the protection magic can be cracked, even throwing a name into the Goblet of Fire has become an impossible thing.

Looking at the interesting scene of howling in the auditorium, Zhang Cheng, who has always kept a low profile this semester, suddenly stood up and placed a badge next to the Goblet of Fire in front of everyone's eyes.

moment!

All adult wizards felt that a powerful repulsion force dispelled the magical protection that restricted the registration age.

When Albus Dumbledore noticed this, he immediately asked with a serious expression: Dear Zhang, I want to know what you mean by doing this? Do you question my decision as the headmaster?

No, Mr. President, I just think you are a bit harsh for students. You must know that for the wizard, age has always represents strength. I think some low -grade students have the level of casting the grades beyond senior students. For example, Germany said Germany. Lacco Malfoy, and Harry Potter, I'm sure there aren't many graduates who can beat them. Are you going to take away their free will and rights just because of their ridiculous age? ? Zhang Cheng slightly tilted his mouth and explained.

Although he did not use any vocabulary with a strong sense of color, no fool can see a relative attitude between the two.

But they are still children! What's more, strength is not the same as maturity! You are doing a very dangerous thing. Dumbledore retorted not to be outdone.

Son?! Is this your excuse for depriving yourself of the freedom of others? 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 at the students who were eagerly awaiting the audience: Hogwarts lovely students! Tell me! Are you eager to do everything in your life according to your own will? Choose, or let others make choices for you?

Own!

Yes! We have to make a choice ourselves!

Freedom! We want freedom!

...

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

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

You are playing with fire! Dumbledore's dignified warning.

No, it's you who are playing with fire, Mr. Principal. Well, put away this scary expression, don't forget that we still have guests. Zhang Chengyou glanced at Ao, who had half-giant blood, without fear. Ms. Lim Maxim, and Igor Karkaroff, who was sitting in his seat and looking like he was watching the show.

I swear, at the end of this semester, I will definitely fire you. Dumbledore solemnly announced.

Zhang Cheng shrugged his shoulders full of carelessly and responded with a sneer: Really? I also just want to keep you from the principal's position, let us wait and see who can laugh at the end.

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

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

In the end, the brief confrontation ended with Zhang Cheng's victory.

After all, even the principal couldn't go against the wishes of more than 90% of the students in the school. He could only hold his nose and let the badge dispel the age limit, so that every student had the right to participate in the registration of the Triwizard Tournament.

Obviously, the old antique Dumbledore, who lived in more than a hundred years, was the first time I felt the terrible incitement of the word freedom.

You must know that in the world of ordinary people, Americans have launched countless wars to maintain their own interests and hegemony under this slogan, throwing several countries into chaos, starvation and war, and millions of innocent people have And die.

Interestingly, even in the Internet era with highly developed news and information, there are still a large group of idiots believe that those aircraft, tanks, cannons, and fleets bring freedom, which is more valuable than survival ...