Spellcasting Gods

The enormous gap that arises from quantitative change leading to qualitative change is simply incomparable to quantity.

Draco clearly disliked being looked down upon like this; his brows furrowed, and he said in an unpleasant tone, "I choose to study magic!"

“Very good! Then let’s begin our first lesson, Introduction to Elemental Magic. As we all know, in ancient Greece, people believed that the four elements that constituted the world were water, fire, air, and earth, and created the earliest elemental magic. Later, as research deepened, some new elements gradually emerged, such as lightning.”

As Zhang Cheng spoke, he stood up and snapped his fingers in front of the boy.

Snapped!

moment!

A blinding arc of electricity appeared out of nowhere, drilled into Malfoy's body, and caused him to twitch uncontrollably.

fortunately!

The electric arc was not particularly powerful, and after a brief period of paralysis, consciousness was quickly restored.

"Damn it! What are you doing?" he shouted, both shocked and furious.

"Relax, I'm just letting you experience the effects of electric shock on the human body. Many wizards in the magical world mistakenly believe that the greatest use of lightning magic is to directly burn enemies to a crisp with maximum power, but in reality, it has many uses. The simplest and most effective one is to use a weak current to disrupt the neural conduction system in the brain that controls various parts and organs of the body. This doesn't waste much magic power, but the result is that the target becomes incapable of resisting..."

Zhang Cheng completely ignored the boy's reaction and went into teaching mode on his own.

However, this teacher was a bit irresponsible. He didn't care how much his students understood. All he could think about was completing the task quickly so he could carry out his own research.

At just twelve years old, Draco, who was desperately craving power, instantly lit up with excitement and anticipation upon hearing this explanation.

Because he dreamed of teaching his "arch-nemesis" Harry Potter a lesson, to prove that Harry's choice was wrong and that he was the best.

It has to be said that it's somewhat childish and ridiculous for children to hold grudges against each other.

However, considering that everyone has experienced similar situations to some extent, and sometimes even feels embarrassed when recalling the stupid things they did as children, Zhang Cheng did not act too harshly.

While he was busy teaching Draco the few magical spells he had recently invented, in the master bedroom on the second floor of the manor, Narcissa Black held up a copy of the Daily Prophet with a serious expression and whispered to her husband, "Darling! Are you crazy? How could you let such a dangerous person be our son's tutor!"

“Relax, he’s not as dangerous as you think. In fact, compared to the Dark Lord, he’s quite mild-mannered, and as long as we don’t provoke him, he won’t pose any threat to us. On the contrary, he might even become the protector of the family in the future,” Lucius calmly explained.

“The protector?” Narcissa’s eyes showed a hint of doubt.

“Yes! Just imagine, if such a powerful wizard lived in our house and taught Draco, what would those hostile guys outside think?” Lucius pursed his lips meaningfully. “They would feel apprehensive, fearful, even terrified. If we take advantage of that, the Malfoy family can gain even more benefits.”

“I understand! You want to use him to intimidate certain officials in the Ministry of Magic!” Narcissa Black’s face lit up with sudden realization.

Lucius nodded slightly: "That's right! The officials in the Ministry of Magic have always been bullies who prey on the weak! Especially after the massacre a few days ago, many people believe that a new Dark Lord is about to rise. I believe that as long as he is willing to stand up and shout, many families will be willing to follow him to overthrow the rule of the Ministry of Magic."

“So what does he mean?” Narcissa Black asked impatiently.

After all, in the magical world, no one can refuse to invest in a powerful wizard with the potential to become the Dark Lord.

"I don't know. I'm not sure what he's thinking. Maybe it's better to test him again later. Anyway, Dumbledore is getting old, and time is on our side now."

After saying that, Lucius opened a bottle of red wine, poured two glasses, and handed one to his wife.

"For the future of the Malfoy family!"

"For our son Draco!"

"cheers!"

"cheers!"

……

Chapter 0729 Growth

Time flies, and half a month has passed in the blink of an eye.

Poor little Malfoy, under Zhang Cheng's tutelage, quickly mastered no fewer than ten low-level elemental spells of different attributes, including ice arrows, fireballs, reflective air walls, shocking electric shocks, falling rocks, and so on.

Although not yet lethal, he is definitely a dangerous individual among his peers.

Of course, the price was countless scars all over his body, including burns, scalds, frostbite, cuts, and bruises.

Fortunately, magical healing in this world is quite advanced, and no obvious scars were left after the treatment; otherwise, Lucius and his wife would probably be heartbroken.

It's important to understand that Zhang Cheng wasn't the kind of teacher who advocated for gradual and patient guidance, helping apprentices learn in an orderly manner while avoiding risks. Instead, he was a cruel Darwinist who believed in the survival of the fittest and the survival of the fittest.

He always had only one attitude towards his apprentices: to survive by working hard and to gain their recognition.

He didn't care at all about the process, how many hardships and dangers he went through, nor did he care that his apprentices made dangerous attempts in private.

However, Draco's situation was slightly different, and Zhang Cheng couldn't just watch him die. So, while ensuring Draco's safety, Zhang Cheng chose to double the training intensity.

At first, this pampered boy couldn't stand the grueling training and cried out for help from his parents.

But he soon discovered that his cries for help could not reach his parents' ears, nor could they be heard by the omnipresent house-elves. Therefore, he had to activate his subconscious survival instinct and practice, practice, and practice again as required, until he exhausted his magic and collapsed to the ground.

Through rigorous training day after day, young Malfoy soon found himself becoming more and more proficient in magic, with his control and power increasing accordingly. He even managed to use several new spells quite well.

On several occasions, they even defeated powerful illusionary opponents created by magic, something they would never have dared to imagine before.

As the saying goes, some people become addicted to online games not because the games themselves are so great, but because they can get a sense of satisfaction from the games that they can never get in the real world.

After all, in the game, players can get real experience points, money and equipment rewards for killing a monster and completing a task. Moreover, as the level increases, the game character will also gain more power.

But what about in real life?

Whether it's studying, working, or in your love life, effort doesn't always guarantee a return, or the return may be subtle and disproportionate to the hard work put in.

Sometimes, the returns on our current efforts may take years, decades, or even longer to materialize.

But now, in just two short weeks, Draco has clearly felt the rewards of his hard work, so he no longer resists practice. Instead, he acts like a mischievous kid who is heavily addicted to games, completing all the training programs on time every day until he is exhausted and falls into a coma.

This drastic change in personality not only surprised the Lucius couple, but even Zhang Cheng couldn't help but take notice.

However, as the countdown to the last few days of summer vacation approached, Zhang Cheng finally ordered a halt to all training programs and stared with a scrutinizing gaze at the boy standing not far away, whose eyes were blazing with fervent admiration.

A full minute passed before he spoke: "Draco, I must admit, your recent performance has been somewhat beyond expectations, to the point that I've begun to have certain expectations for your future. But remember, these expectations are not necessarily a good thing for you, because if one day you disappoint me, I will not hesitate to destroy you. I will never allow my apprentice to become a waste, much less to be mediocre."

"Don't worry, teacher, I won't let you down." Young Malfoy placed one hand on his chest and gave a standard aristocratic bow.

“Very good! Now go and buy the supplies you need for the start of school. Next, I need to talk to your father.” With that, Zhang Cheng waved his hand gently, indicating that the boy could leave.

Draco bowed again, exchanged a glance with his father who was waiting outside the door, and quickly disappeared at the end of the corridor.

Watching his son's resolute and upright figure disappear into the distance, Lucius's face showed a look of satisfaction. He then went into the house, closed the door behind him, and said with a smile, "Inviting you to tutor Draco was probably the best decision I've ever made. Looking at him now, I can be certain that the Malfoy family will flourish under his leadership."

"It's nothing, this is my job, isn't it?" Zhang Cheng shrugged nonchalantly.

“Hahaha! That’s true! But I still want to express my gratitude in a small way. Here’s a key to Gringotts’ vault. I’ve already stored a large sum of Galleons inside, which you can use at any time.” Lucius said, taking the key out of his pocket and placing it on the desk.

As a member of an ancient noble family with a long history, Malfoy possessed a vast fortune that ordinary wizards could not even imagine, so he didn't bother to spend a large sum of money to please the mysterious young man in front of him.

“Gallons? Do you think I care about these boring precious metal currencies? No, dear Lucius, I can create gold that could collapse the entire world's financial system whenever I want, just like this…”

As the last word escaped his lips, Zhang Cheng tapped the table lightly.

hum!

After a strange tremor, the desk, originally made of high-quality hardwood, turned into gold that reflected a dazzling light in the sunlight.

Because the whole process happened so fast and so suddenly, Lucius didn't even notice the resonance that occurred when the alchemy stone was transforming matter.

He merely touched the cool surface of the table with trembling hands and immediately exclaimed in astonishment, "By Merlin! It really is pure gold! How... how did you do that? As far as I know, even the most famous alchemist, Nicolas Flamel, couldn't do this. At most, he could use the Philosopher's Stone to convert a portion of mercury into gold."

"Just because he can't do it doesn't mean I can't. Don't forget, alchemy is a magical power, and my understanding of it far surpasses that of Nicolas Flamel. So don't try to bribe me with money; I'm not someone who can be bought with mere cash. Also, here's a list of materials; could you please help me purchase them? I'll pay you enough gold."

After saying that, Zhang Cheng transformed the two bookshelves next to him into glittering pure gold, and gently patted Lucius on the shoulder as they passed each other.

It goes without saying that he is finally about to try to use the authority from the Creator to create life forms with independent consciousness...

Chapter 0730 The Riots in Diagon Alley

Diagon Alley is the most bustling commercial street in the entire British wizarding world, and also a place where many wizards buy all kinds of books, materials and daily necessities.

With the start of Hogwarts school just around the corner, countless parents can be seen walking with their children through the streets and alleys, occasionally bursting into exclamations and laughter, making the already noisy environment even more chaotic. No one notices that two uninvited guests have just left Knockturn Alley, crossed a side street, and appeared in front of a shop.

"Is this Diagon Alley?" Zhang Cheng glanced at the chaotic scene around him.

“That’s right! Generally speaking, you can find almost anything you want to buy here. But if it involves something less legal, you’ll have to try your luck in Knockturn Alley next door. Usually, Borgin Burke never disappoints, provided you satisfy his insatiable greed,” Lucius replied in a low voice.

"Greed isn't necessarily a bad thing; at least it can ignite a person's ambition and make them unwilling to settle for a mundane life. You know what? There's nothing more tragic or regrettable than living a monotonous and mediocre life without change." Zhang Cheng turned around and gave the other person a meaningful look.

Lucius seemed to sense something and quickly looked away, lowering his head to agree, "I completely agree with you."

"Alright, you don't need to follow me anymore. Go find your son. I'd like to wander around on my own for the rest of the time." Zhang Cheng waved his hand, indicating that the other person could leave.

It goes without saying that he doesn't want anyone to find out what he's about to do.

"Are you sure? There are quite a few people from the Ministry of Magic here. I can help you deal with them," Lucius asked cautiously.

"Don't worry. Let's not rush to see if they can figure out what I look like. With the Ministry of Magic's pitiful manpower, even if they all came at me, they wouldn't be a match for me."

While saying these words, Zhang Cheng made no attempt to hide his contemptuous attitude, and then walked directly through the crowd into a place that sells pets.

As soon as a customer entered, a shop assistant greeted him warmly, "Hello, sir, what would you like to buy? We have all sorts of magical creatures here, not only worthy companions for wizards, but also invaluable helpers, guaranteed to satisfy you."

"I plan to take a look first before making a decision." Zhang Cheng stroked his chin, deliberately feigning hesitation.

Clearly, the seemingly ordinary animals in this shop are actually special mutants influenced by magic, possessing not only extremely high intelligence but also some spell-like abilities.

Wizards are a very selective group, and they would never raise ordinary creatures that are so clumsy that they can't even understand commands.

What puzzled him most was how these wizards bred magical pets and how they ensured they wouldn't fall into the hands of ordinary people.

"Of course! Please take your time choosing. Just let me know if you need anything." The shop assistant seemed to have seen similar situations many times before. He smiled and nodded before going to attend to other customers.

Watching the other person walk away completely, Zhang Cheng raised his left hand and released a faint arcane energy that enveloped the entire pet shop, testing each animal's reaction to his magic one by one.

Unfortunately, these little guys were too weak to detect the energy so close at hand.

Just as he was starting to feel a little disappointed, a weasel that had been dozing with its eyes closed in the corner suddenly opened its eyes, sniffed the surrounding air, and made a series of cooing sounds.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Cheng immediately shouted to the shop assistant not far away, "I want to buy that mink! The white one in the corner."

"You've already made your choice?" The shop assistant looked surprised and gestured to her colleague to get a small cage to pack the white mink.

Just as Zhang Cheng was about to say something, he suddenly heard a gasp from outside, followed by piercing screams and shouts that echoed throughout the street.

"Beat him up, Dad!"

"Don't do this, Arthur, don't do this!"

"Gentlemen, please have mercy, stop fighting!"