Spellcasting Gods

When Harry Potter said this, his hands were clenched into fists so tightly that his nails dug into his skin and muscles, and dark red blood dripped from between his fingers.

For a teenage boy, abandoning the past, especially the first friendship he has ever had since birth, is undoubtedly very painful.

But he understood that the road ahead would be incredibly difficult, and that such pure friendship would only become a burden. He had to sever it as soon as possible, otherwise it would be bad for both of them.

Chapter 0748 Secret Talks in the Forbidden Forest

Late at night, a large black dog stood on the outskirts of the Forbidden Forest, gazing at the lights of the castle in the distance. It seemed to be thinking of delicious food, and saliva kept flowing from its sides.

Just as it was about to turn and leave, a figure suddenly emerged from the darkness, carrying a picnic basket woven from vines, which emitted an enticing aroma.

"Wang!"

The big dog barked suddenly and rushed forward, trying to snatch the basket and eat the food inside.

Unfortunately, before it could be raised and lifted, the visitor held the basket high above his head, laughing and teasing, "Don't rush, my friend! I suggest you put it back in its original state before eating, I don't want to see your drool everywhere."

"Woof woof!"

The big dog seemed to understand the other party's language, and its whole body began to deform violently. In a short while, it returned to the appearance of a thin man.

Clearly, this is not a dog, but an Animagus, a natural shapeshifter in the wizarding world, and also Harry Potter's godfather, the famous Sirius Black.

Without saying a word, he opened the basket, grabbed a piece of meat, and stuffed it into his mouth, acting like a wild beast, showing no trace of the elegance and arrogance of a pure-blooded nobleman.

Due to the lack of a stable food source for a long time, Blake became so thin that it seemed as if his bones were tightly wrapped in a layer of skin, with only his two eyes revealing a terrifying glint.

While eating, he kept asking, "So, did you find the worm's tail?"

"Found him. He's right next to the Weasleys' youngest son. I can't believe this guy could hide as a pet for over a decade. If it weren't for that magical map, I wouldn't believe he's still alive," Professor Lupin, the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, replied with a pained expression.

Since his first intrusion into Hogwarts, he has made contact with his former friend and learned that the real culprit who betrayed the Potters was Peter Pettigrew, who was already believed to be dead.

Of course, he didn't trust the other party at first, but as he saw the name on the Marauder's Map, he fell into a strong sense of guilt and self-blame.

He hated himself for not discovering the conspiracy sooner, and he hated even more for letting another friend suffer so much in Azkaban while the real culprit escaped all responsibility.

"Hmph! His good days are over! I'll catch him soon!" Blake tore off a piece of chicken leg meat, chewed it briefly, and swallowed it.

Hatred!

Especially hatred that has been brewing for a long time can often unleash the deepest power in a person's subconscious.

As long as he could get revenge, he no longer cared about his own life or death, nor did he care about the consequences.

“Be careful! Hogwarts isn’t a place you can come and go as you please,” Lupin warned sternly.

But Black clearly didn't take it to heart, shrugging nonchalantly: "Don't worry! I know how to avoid Dumbledore and that pesky Snape."

"No! It's not just them! A very powerful Eastern wizard came this semester! Although he's very young, his power is extraordinary. He's created hundreds of powerful illusions in class alone. I guarantee, if you run into him, you won't even have a chance to escape..."

To give his friend a clear understanding, Lu Ping recounted everything that had happened at school recently.

"Damn it! Where did this guy come from? Normally, someone like him shouldn't be unknown in the magical world." Blake frowned and cursed under his breath.

His original plan was to infiltrate the castle, capture Peter disguised as Scabbers the rat, and force him to confess to the crimes he had committed.

But now, the sudden appearance of a powerful and elusive professor will undoubtedly cause enormous trouble and distress.

Lupin shook his head with a wry smile: "Sorry, nobody knows where he came from. Snape even suspected he had some shady connection with the Void, but Dumbledore doesn't think so. Anyway, be careful, he won't give you the chance to explain yourself like I have."

"Okay, I got it. Also, how's Harry doing lately? He wouldn't have believed what he read in the newspapers, would he?"

When he asked this question, Blake's tone was full of tension and helplessness.

If there's anything in this world that he cares about, then his godson Harry Potter is undoubtedly number one.

Whether out of guilt or sympathy, he hoped his godson could have a better life instead of staying in that Muggle family that abused Harry.

“I don’t know. I’m not sure if he believed what the newspapers said, but one thing is certain: he’s practicing all sorts of deadly spells like crazy and is desperate to avenge his dead parents. Promise me, under no circumstances should you run into him. I don’t want to see any of you get hurt or die.”

"With his skill level, he can pose a threat to me?" Blake's eyes revealed surprise.

“Don’t underestimate Harry! Remember the mysterious Eastern wizard I mentioned earlier? Under his tutelage, Harry’s combat skills are now almost on par with an adult wizard, and he has mastered many new attack and defense spells,” Lupin explained quickly.

"That sounds like good news?" Blake blinked uncertainly.

"Perhaps. But Dumbledore is worried that Harry is too power-hungry and might end up like the old man, the mysterious one."

……

While the two were discussing how to get Peter, who had turned into a rat, out of the Forbidden Forest under the cover of night, Zhang Cheng was sitting in a chair in the lounge, watching a young Asian girl kneeling in front of him.

That's right!

This girl is none other than Cho Chang, who will become Harry Potter's crush next year.

It has to be said that seeing an Asian face in the British magical community is indeed quite an incredible thing.

Of course, he didn't call her over at this time because he was driven by lust and wanted to do something; he simply wanted to take advantage of the unforgettable feelings of first love to achieve his ulterior motives.

To be precise, he wanted to personally design an incredibly melodramatic trap: first, to make Harry Potter fall in love with Cho Chang, and then to have Cho Chang die unexpectedly at Dumbledore's hands.

The hatred born from intense love turned the "savior" and Dumbledore into complete enemies, even to the point of being irreconcilable.

Although it might be a little complicated to do, for Zhang Cheng, who possesses psychic abilities, all he needs to do is slightly modify the girl's memories.

In fact, even without psychic abilities, the Imperius Curse, considered one of the three unforgivable curses, can achieve the same purpose.

For some reason, Voldemort's incredibly foolish henchmen never thought to use this to drive a wedge between Harry Potter and Dumbledore...

Chapter 0749 Final Exam

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, the entire semester has come to an end.

Since Draco Malfoy was no longer the naive and ridiculous little boy from the original comics, Hagrid's Magical Creatures class didn't encounter too many problems, and he smoothly passed his first year of teaching.

In addition, Harry Potter also missed most of the Quidditch training time because he devoted too much energy to learning and training magic spells. Gryffindor failed to win the final match and did not learn the Patronus Charm against Dementors.

However, as the saying goes, every loss has its gain.

He learned several powerful elemental spells, and his combat strength not only did not decrease compared to his peers at the same stage, but increased countless times.

As for Hermione and Ron, due to his deliberate distancing, the relationship between the three gradually cooled down, becoming no different from that of ordinary classmates. Even when they met, they would only nod and greet each other, filled with an indescribable awkwardness.

Zhang Cheng was clearly pleased with this change, and even pretended to comfort the other two, while privately imparting some profound magical theoretical knowledge to the "know-it-all" Miss.

It can be said that because of his intervention and interference, Dumbledore has lost control of the situation, and the future is like a wild horse that has broken free of its reins; no one knows where it will go.

Of course, most importantly, since that night, the two young people, just beginning to experience love, seemed to have sparked a flame of first love and began to approach each other intentionally or unintentionally. Although they were still in the early stages of their innocent love, it wouldn't be long before it turned into a raging fire that would devour everything.

Standing at the window on the second floor of the castle, Zhang Cheng gazed at the students on the lawn below, reviewing for their final exams. He murmured to himself in a voice only he could hear, "The deeper the love, the deeper the ruthlessness. Intense emotions are always the easiest weakness to manipulate and exploit. Let me see how much potential you still have to unleash, dear Harry Potter..."

The words had barely left his mouth!

He then heard a familiar voice behind him: "What are you looking at?"

Turning around, I saw that it was Headmaster Albus Dumbledore walking towards me from a distance.

"No, it's nothing. I'm just feeling a bit wistful about how great it is to be young, to be able to do whatever you want without restraint," Zhang Cheng replied with a slight bow and a smile.

Dumbledore undoubtedly noticed Harry Potter on the lawn, and the girl smiling sweetly beside him, his eyes revealing a look of satisfaction: "Yes, it's wonderful to be young, to pursue love and all the beautiful things in life. But you seem to be only in your early twenties, far from old, are you?"

“Sir Principal, this has nothing to do with age, but rather with mindset. In the East, we’ve always believed that a person’s psychological age is separate from their actual age. If someone has experienced too much, even if they are very young, they will appear quite mature. But conversely, if someone is well-protected, their psychological age will be far lower than their actual age; even in their seventies or eighties, they will retain some childlike innocence,” Zhang Cheng explained meaningfully.

“That’s a very philosophical statement, and I completely agree. But I’m curious, what have you been through that allowed you to remain calm and rational throughout, without experiencing any strong emotional fluctuations?” Dumbledore probed subtly.

In fact, this was the eighth time this semester that he had tried to find out the other person's background.

However, Zhang Cheng did not give the old man a chance and responded directly: "My performance has nothing to do with age, but is simply out of professional ethics. In Eastern culture, teacher is a sacred word. It means that anyone who is given this title must strictly demand of themselves and set a perfect example and role model for students."

"So that's why you secretly disposed of several Valentine's Day cards you received?" Dumbledore winked playfully.

"What else can I do? Don't tell me you're encouraging me to have something with those underage female students." Zhang Cheng rolled his eyes, feigning annoyance.

"Hahaha! Why not? You must know this is the British wizarding world! Although as the headmaster I shouldn't encourage this behavior, I won't stop it either. Everyone has the right to pursue beautiful love, and as long as it's consensual, I'd be very happy to offer my blessings." Dumbledore couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Without a doubt, just as he said, the British magical community is indeed very open-minded in this regard.

Last year, Gilderoy Lockhart organized a Valentine's Day event and took pride in receiving a large number of love cards from girls.

If this were in the more conservative East, even without violating the law, they would be mercilessly attacked by public opinion.

As for older students who are deeply in love, it is even more common for them to stay out all night.

Zhang Cheng has encountered several couples who were passionately kissing under trees late at night, even engaging in scenes reminiscent of adult films.

He didn't want to comment on this, and simply shrugged innocently.

Seeing this, Dumbledore couldn't help but remark, "Well, it seems you're a conservative and shy Easterner. But what are your thoughts on Harry Potter?"

"My opinion? I think he is very ambitious and understands the value of knowledge and strength better than his peers."

"Don't you think that his desire for power is too obsessive, causing him to overlook many precious things around him?"

Sensing the aura unconsciously emanating from the old man, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but slightly curl the corners of his mouth and retort, "No, I don't think so. The pursuit of power is the instinct of every wizard, and the earlier they realize this, the greater their achievements will be. In the East, we call these kinds of children geniuses and give them more resources, rather than trying to suppress them. You're too tense. Look, isn't Harry starting to date like a normal boy now?"

"Perhaps I'm being a little too nervous." Dumbledore glanced at the young men and women on the lawn below, his eyes revealing a deep light, and it was unclear what he was thinking.

Just as Zhang Cheng was about to say something, he suddenly received a magical signal from the house-elf Dobby. He immediately smiled apologetically and bowed slightly: "I'm very sorry, Headmaster, I just remembered that I have something urgent to attend to."

"It's okay, go do your thing."

"Thank you!"

After saying that, Zhang Cheng immediately turned around and disappeared at the end of the corridor.

No sooner had he left than Snape rushed over and whispered a few words in Dumbledore's ear.

"What? You're telling the truth?!" Dumbledore's expression changed drastically.

“Absolutely true! Lucius is definitely up to no good this time, you'd better be careful.”

Chapter 0750 A Justifiable Revenge

In the Forbidden Forest, in a hidden hollow beneath the Whomping Willow, three former best friends are nervously staring at each other, wands in hand.

Two of them were Sirius Black and Lupin, while the other was Peter, who had been hiding as a mouse for over a decade.

Clearly, after a year-long chase, Black finally got his wish, catching the real culprit who betrayed the Potters, and intending to settle things once and for all, completely ignoring Hermione Granger, who was curled up in a corner with her pet Crookshanks, and Ron Weasley, who was in a coma.

It must be said that although Harry Potter has escaped his original fate, these two unlucky guys still accidentally got caught up in a terrible conspiracy because of their pets.