Spellcasting Gods

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He placed his left hand on the other person's shoulder and immediately cast a teleportation spell to return to the secret chamber located in the castle's underground.

Because the soul in Voldemort's diary was not fully resurrected when Harry Potter was in his second year, the Chamber of Secrets in Slytherin, which imprisoned the Basilisk, was not exposed. Instead, it was transformed into a fully equipped laboratory.

The basilisk guarding the entrance is itself the perfect guardian.

“Great master, your most loyal servant Dobby is at your service.” The house-elf responsible for daily cleaning and maintenance rushed over and bowed deeply with one hand on his chest.

"Has Hermione not come today?" Zhang Cheng cautiously glanced around and asked directly.

“Yes! Miss Granger’s schedule is quite full today, and she won’t have any free time until lunch break,” Dobby answered without hesitation.

He wasn't a fool; he recognized Ron at a glance and understood what his master was worried about.

Zhang Cheng nodded in satisfaction: "Very good! Now send this boy to the experimental table, then seal off the entire laboratory. Next, I need some time to figure out the mutation that has occurred in him."

"Understood!" Dobby raised his hand and snapped his fingers, controlling the unconscious boy to lie down on his own, and then sealed off the only entrance connecting him to the outside world.

After doing all this, he stood beside the testing table, patiently waiting for his master to give him new orders.

It must be said that after countless years of domestication, wizards have deeply imprinted servility into the souls of the entire house-elves. Even after painful and distorted transformations, they still retain perfect obedience, making them more pleasing to their masters than any other kind of servant.

Of course, it's not without its flaws; the biggest flaw is the ugly appearance of these short, humanoid creatures.

After a brief preparation, Zhang Cheng quickly stood in front of the testing table and began the inhumane live test. Before long, the entire chamber was filled with Ron's screams and wails of extreme pain.

"what!!!!"

"Aaaaaaahh ...

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Without any sympathy, pity, guilt, or other superfluous emotions, he was like a cold machine, constantly conducting all sorts of experiments, even cutting off every organ and limb of the other person from the inside out for inspection. Such bloody scenes would leave an ordinary person with lifelong psychological trauma even if they only saw them once.

But thanks to the power of magic, no matter how much pain Ron was in, he would not die easily, nor could he even suffer a mental breakdown and fall into a coma. He remained conscious and aware of the pain from beginning to end.

pain!

Unbearable pain!

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

Unfortunately, his life no longer belonged to himself, but to another cold-blooded person who no longer cared about human life.

I don't know how much time passed; maybe a few minutes, maybe a few hours, maybe several days...

Just when Ron thought he would spend the rest of his life in this miserable state, he suddenly felt that the torment had stopped at some point, and was replaced by a warm and peaceful energy that enveloped him.

At the same time, blurry shadows began to flicker in what had been pitch black eyes, and after about three or four minutes, it was finally clear who was standing in front of them.

"Good evening, Mr. Weasley. First of all, please forgive me for everything I did before. Believe me, it was all to figure out what happened to you." Zhang Cheng bowed politely, a faint smile on his face, as if he had only accidentally stepped on the other man's foot, rather than tearing him to pieces and almost driving him to a mental breakdown.

"It's...it's you?!" Ron jumped up from the lab table, his eyes filled with helplessness and terror.

Although he fainted during the unexpected conflict at the end of last semester, he later learned about what happened through various means and realized that the young professor standing in front of him was actually a powerful wizard who made Principal Dumbledore extremely wary.

"Relax, I mean you no harm," Zhang Cheng gently comforted the boy. "Perhaps you don't quite understand what that suddenly appearing, powerful force is, or how amazing its potential is, but I can tell you, it can change your destiny and give you the status, money, and everything you've ever dreamed of."

"Power? You mean the ability to transform into a demon?" Ron was clearly terrified and couldn't help but shudder.

"A demon? Is that how you describe it? No, no, no, it's not a demon at all, but a power originating from the Weasley family bloodline. Think about it, why do your brothers and sisters all have strange red hair? It's not just a family trait; I'm more inclined to think it's a kind of atavism," Zhang Cheng explained with a half-smile.

"Atavism?" Ron paused for a moment, then asked uncertainly, "You mean, one of my ancestors also possessed the same ability?"

“I’m sorry, I can’t be sure whether this power comes from some extinct magical creature or a mutation of one of your ancestors, but what is certain is that it is extremely powerful, enough to leave most adult wizards far behind.” With that, Zhang Cheng casually handed over the cleaned black robe.

To facilitate the dissection, he had removed the other person's clothes at the beginning, and now it was time to return them.

Upon realizing this, Ron, who was naked from the waist down, quickly dressed and, barely suppressing his anger, demanded, "What exactly do you want to do to me?"

“What will I do to you? No, I won’t do anything to you. On the contrary, I want to teach you how to use this power…”

Chapter 0767 The Devil Who Manipulates People's Hearts

Before poor Ron could figure out what was going on, he was once again controlled by the house-elf and stuffed into a huge wooden cabinet next to him.

This time, however, he did not lose consciousness; instead, he could clearly see what was happening outside through the gap.

“Mr. Weasley, please be quiet and keep your eyes wide open as you watch what happens next,” Dobby whispered in the boy’s ear.

Zhang Cheng casually cleaned up all the experimental traces outside, then opened the sealed entrance and said to the familiar figure at the door, "Sorry to keep you waiting."

"No, it's nothing, it hasn't been long at all."

Accompanied by a familiar voice, the figure of a beautiful girl appeared in Ron's line of sight. The other person was none other than Hermione Granger, one of his best friends in the past, and also the person he had only started to secretly love this year.

moment!

He felt a flame of jealousy slowly burning in his heart, growing stronger and stronger, as if it might erupt at any moment.

Unfortunately, under the control of Dobby's powerful magic, he couldn't even move his lips and could only watch helplessly as an unbearable scene unfolded.

Zhang Cheng clearly knew that Ron was watching, so he grabbed Hermione's pointed chin, bent down, and forcefully kissed her.

In the first few seconds, the girl offered a slight, symbolic resistance, but she quickly closed her eyes and became completely absorbed in the indescribable tension and excitement, even opening her arms to hug the other person's neck, turning from the passive to the active party.

It goes without saying that although the sudden kiss was a bit unexpected, she didn't reject it at all; on the contrary, she was filled with anticipation and surprise.

Just as the two young people were greedily taking from each other, Ron, locked in the closet, felt unprecedented jealousy, pain and anger. His whole body underwent uncontrollable mutations as he struggled desperately to break free of his restraints and rush out to tear the guy he hated the most to pieces.

But how could Dobby, after such a brutal transformation, allow a boy who couldn't even control his own power to break free? He kept injecting magical energy, forcing Dobby to stay put, even with blood-red tears streaming down his face.

Several minutes later, Zhang Cheng finally released the girl's soft lips and teased her in a relaxed and cheerful tone, "My dear Miss Granger, how are you feeling now?"

"Not bad! At least much better than I expected." Hermione licked her slightly swollen lips and quickly took several deep breaths to calm herself down.

No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't control the slight trembling all over her body, and her mind kept involuntarily recalling everything that had just happened.

"Oh? So you've imagined this in your mind many times already?" Zhang Cheng slightly curled the corners of his mouth, revealing a meaningful expression.

"Damn it! Your tone is so annoying right now!" Hermione clearly knew what the other person was implying. Her face flushed and she rolled her eyes in annoyance. She then strode into the laboratory and asked without turning her head, "What kind of experiment were you doing just now? You even sealed the entrance to the secret room?"

"It's nothing, just an interesting mutant. I took a few blood samples; you can try to study it yourself if you're interested." Zhang Cheng glanced at the cabinet casually and hugged the girl from behind.

It was quite obvious that everything he did was to stir up Ron's subconscious jealousy.

Through his research, he discovered that the mutations in Ron's body were quite interesting, stemming entirely from external stimuli and not from any subjective will.

Whenever he experiences intense jealousy, the power of creation rapidly prompts his cells to absorb as much magical energy as possible, causing a strong biological mutation. Even his genes after the transformation break away from the human realm, turning him into a completely different kind of creature.

However, this power is not the atavism mentioned to the boy before, but a simple individual mutation.

For Zhang Cheng, if he could figure out the cause of the mutation, he could use an extremely cheap method to directly use ordinary humans, who are so fragile that they can't even be considered cannon fodder, as soldiers.

“Oh my god! Orange blood? Are you sure this isn’t a joke?” Hermione picked up one of the test tubes filled with blood and asked incredulously, her eyes wide.

So shocked was she that she even forgot to stop the two large hands that were roaming over her body.

"A joke? No, darling, once you've studied it, you'll discover just how much energy is contained in this blood. Alright, hurry up and pack up and head back to the dorm. I don't want that old bastard Dumbledore to find out anything. Of course, if you're ready to stay the night, that's fine too..."

After saying that, Zhang Cheng made no attempt to hide his aggressive gaze, constantly looking the girl up and down at her curvaceous figure.

"No! I'm not ready yet!" Hermione was clearly startled. She quickly grabbed her lab notebook and ran out of the room.

Watching her slender figure gradually disappear into the darkness, Zhang Cheng turned around, opened the cabinet door, and said with great interest to Ron, who was still in his transformed form, "Hehe, dear Mr. Weasley, it seems you've figured out how to control that power, haven't you? That's right! It's jealousy! Naked jealousy! The lowest and most despicable of all human emotions. Admit it, you're essentially a despicable person, a person who craves attention, power, status, and wealth."

"No!!!!!! I...I'm not!" Ron roared through gritted teeth.

Since Hermione left, Dobby has been freed from restraints and has now fully regained control of his body.

"No? Really?"

Think back carefully, how did you feel when I kissed Hermione Granger just now?

pain?

despair?

remorse?

No, none of those. It was just intense jealousy.

Think back again, what did you see when you first transformed into something?

Is this a picture of Harry Potter and his lovely girlfriend Cho Chang being intimate?

Don't be so tense, Weasley. I'm not Albus Dumbledore, who likes to stand on moral high ground and criticize others. I'm someone who can actually help you.

Come on, open your heart and help me complete my research. If you cooperate enough, I might even give that beautiful girl back to you, giving you another chance to pursue her…

At this moment, Zhang Cheng was like a devil from hell, constantly provoking poor Ron with words and leading him slowly into an abyss of no return.

It's important to know that the Weasleys are Dumbledore's staunch supporters. Being able to incite one or two Weasley children to betray their parents and family would not only severely damage the enemy's morale but also create an atmosphere of panic and distrust.

As he continued to delve deeper into the potential of his psychic abilities, he gradually began to experience the intense pleasure that came from manipulating people's hearts—a satisfaction that nothing else could provide.

Chapter 0768 The Victory of "Freedom"

Exhausted, Ron finally returned to the Gryffindor student dormitory before dawn.

Lying on the soft bed, he stared intently at the ceiling with wide eyes, his mind replaying the conversation from not long ago, his heart filled with hesitation, confusion, and struggle.

Reason kept reminding him that he should tell Headmaster Dumbledore or his parents as soon as possible, but at the same time another voice was suggesting that if he told others, he would lose the chance to change his fate and become nothing more than a foil to the "savior" Harry Potter, living a muddled life.

Of course, these are not the most intolerable things.

What Ron finds most intolerable is that the increasingly beautiful Hermione Granger will fall into the arms of another man, passionately kiss him, and even engage in more intimate acts.

The mere thought of such a scene would involuntarily evoke intense feelings of pain and jealousy in him, and his body would undergo certain physical changes as a result.

Filled with resentment and unwillingness, he fell asleep shortly afterward, determined to keep the secret until he could win back the girl he secretly loved.

Poor Ron had no idea that in Zhang Cheng's mind, he was nothing more than an insignificant experimental subject, and Hermione Granger was just a tool with a little bit of use, with no feelings whatsoever.

If one day it loses its usefulness, then it will be discarded like garbage without hesitation.

As he learned more and more secrets and his ambitions grew, Zhang Cheng's heart had long since become cold and ruthless.

Aside from Elizabeth, whose situation is somewhat special, the only difference between everyone else in his eyes is their level of usefulness. As long as they can become beings who transcend everything, he doesn't care about any huge price to pay.

In a way, he can be considered a typical example of someone who abandons everything for his ideals.

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