The evil forces roaming the heavens

Chapter 1458 Although I know a little about magic, I am much better at hand-to-hand combat!
After the Sorting Hat's antics, the hall became lively again.

As Dumbledore waved to signal the start of the welcoming feast, the ghosts appeared from all directions.

Many freshmen screamed in fright when they saw the headless Nick emerge.
But Zhang Cheng looked at the ghost in front of him and said, "There's a limit to jokes, isn't there? Your Majesty Louis XVI!"

With his eyes wide open, Louis XVI was muttering curses, but Zhang Cheng waved him away.

Seeing Zhang Cheng's calm expression, Malfoy muttered under his breath, "Did you know? He was a Squib until he was ten years old, and only awakened his magic after entering Azkaban!"

Hearing Malfoy's words, Goyle and Clark became curious.

However, seeing Malfoy cricketing, Zhang Cheng turned his head and said, "Although I know a little magic, I'm much better at hand-to-hand combat. Would you like to give me a try, Malfoy?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng, Malfoy glanced at the obese Goyle and Clark beside him and said, "I, we're not afraid of you!"

"Eat your fill, then we'll have a one-on-one fight back in the dorm. I'll take on all three of you!"

After saying that to Malfoy, Zhang Cheng cut a piece of steak and put it in his mouth.

At the long table, Snape looked at Dumbledore and asked, "How did the examination go? Was it a Confusion Charm?"

"The Sorting Hat probably thought Azkaban was a better fit for Draenei because there was no Confusion Charm on him!"

With a knowing smile, Dumbledore quipped.

"How is this possible? Green has been slandered! He shouldn't be oppressed by worldly gossip!"

Looking intently at Dumbledore, Snape quickly began to explain.

Because Zhang Cheng is so kind, he actually felt "sad" because the Derain family was destroyed!
Even though he was once expelled from the family and imprisoned for a dud, he never held a grudge against his family members!

The Derain family: Are you blind?! Don't you know how we died?
Sirius Black: Where's his brain? Did it disappear along with Louis XVI?

Hearing Snape's words, Dumbledore said with a serious expression, "Perhaps this is just a misunderstanding!"

"hope so!"

Looking at Dumbledore, Snape glanced at Quirrell not far away.
Is this guy some kind of idiot? If you're going to be an undercover agent, why do you have to smell so strongly of garlic? Are you trying to make sure everyone knows you're hiding Voldemort inside you?

Even as a Potions Master, Snape didn't want to mock Quirrell, because he was simply a useless undercover agent!
After the banquet, everyone returned to their quarters located below the castle.

Unlike Lacrovin who lives at the top of the tower, Hufflepuff who lives underground, and Gryffindor who lives in the middle, Slytherin lives at the bottom of the lake, which is filled with a cold and gloomy atmosphere!

"Remember the password, it changes every month! If you can't get in, you'll just have to wait for someone to come!"

Addressing the students behind him, the Slytherin year leader began to explain.
"Pure blood!"

As he spoke towards the door, the grade leader pushed it open.

As the new students followed them inside, they discovered that Slytherin's dormitories were quite luxurious.
Because there are fewer students, the people of Slytherin do not need to crowd together, and everyone can be assigned a "cell"!
That's right, the Slytherin House dormitories were originally prison cells!

However, Zhang Cheng didn't feel bad about the prison cell. After all, he was used to grabbing the iron bars and yelling at people in Azkaban!

Moreover, if anyone dares to peek out, he can deliver a devastating blow!
I suddenly miss the Death Eaters, because their swearing was just so "civilized."

But after more than a year of Zhang Cheng's education, he believed that when the Death Eaters saw the light of day again, that would be the day when Eastern culture spread throughout the magical world!

With the mother as the main figure, the father as the secondary figure, and relatives as the radius, the process goes around the ancestors for eighteen generations, and finally the maternal grandparents come to join in the fun.

If you win, your family lineage will last for three generations; if you lose, your family tree will ascend to heaven!
Zhang Cheng: Holy crap!
After the dorm assignments were completed, just as the upperclassmen were about to leave, Zhang Cheng looked at Malfoy and said, "Hey, Draco, you seem to have forgotten something!"

"what?"

Looking back at Zhang Cheng, Malfoy hadn't even had time to react before he saw Zhang Cheng take a running start and come up to him.

"Oh!"

He raised his foot and delivered a flying kick to Malfoy's face, sending him flying backward, then punched Goyle in the nose.
"Woo!"

Covering his face in pain, Gao Er quickly backed away, blood streaming down his nose.

Staring in astonishment at Zhang Cheng, Clark panicked and was about to grab him when he was slapped hard across the face. "Slap!"

A crisp slap rang out, and Clark stood there stunned, speechless.
"Azkaban, right? An orphan, right? A Death Eater, right? A dark wizard, right?"

With a single word and a slap, Zhang Cheng had Clark crouching on the ground, clutching his head and sobbing.

Surrounding everyone present, Zhang Cheng looked at them and said, "Remember, my name is Grindelwald von der Leyen. If you're not happy, let's have a one-on-one fight! A group fight is fine too!"

As Zhang Cheng watched Malfoy get up, his face streaked with tears, he kicked him again, saying, "You guys are like the smoke I've inhaled, utter trash! You got wiped out even in a three-on-one fight, damn it!"

Taking out his black bamboo magic wand, Zhang Cheng glanced at an older student and said, "What the hell are you looking at? If you're not convinced, come down and fight me one-on-one!"

Upon hearing Zhang Cheng's words, the older students immediately and angrily pulled out their wands.

However, before he could cast the spell, Zhang Cheng raised his hand and "fell unconscious" to the ground!
"Oh!"

A burst of purplish-black magic erupted from the staff, blasting him away so that he slammed heavily against the wall.
Seeing the upperclassmen instantly fall into a deep, baby-like sleep, everyone fell silent.

Is this really a first-year student? Why is the spellcasting so skillful?

Death Eater: His Cruciatus Curse is fast!
"Enough, Grin. I apologize on their behalf. This is Slytherin, and we respect the strong!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng, the grade leader who came out gestured.

From his actions just now, it's clear that Zhang Cheng is not a person without ability; on the contrary, he is extremely capable!
"waste!"

Zhang Cheng left with a mocking expression and returned to his dormitory.

As Zhang Cheng departed, his long robe billowing behind him, the crowd fell silent.

Because among this year's freshmen, there seems to be a terrifying guy!

However, the Slytherin students held no grudges against this, because they were a school where the strong survived, and the weak had no say in the matter!

The birth of the strong comes from various strengths: money, power, bloodline, and strength!

Zhang Cheng happens to possess all of these "advantages"!
Inside the principal's office,

When Dumbledore learned of what had happened in the Slytherin dormitories, his brow furrowed.

Because he saw the shadow of another student in Zhang Cheng.
However, compared to Voldemort back then, Zhang Cheng was even more unscrupulous.

"Dumbledore, I think this kid is using ferocity to arm himself! He's probably afraid of getting hurt!"

Looking at Dumbledore, Snape began to explain.
"I hope so!"

Looking at Snape, Dumbledore spoke slowly, his brow still furrowed.

Because he didn't want to see any more of his students become Dark Lords!

Slytherin, in the dormitory, in a room where you can see the bottom of the lake.

Zhang Cheng was reading a book, waving his magic wand continuously.

Because of the "transmission" issue, he can only rely on magic now.

Based on their respective strengths, he should be slightly weaker than Snape, but in a life-or-death battle, he should be able to win decisively.

After all, Snape didn't have a Death Legion!
"The Draene family is dealt with, now it's the Ministry of Magic's turn. But who exactly let me in back then? It's so hard to guess. Maybe we should just kill them all!"

With a flicker of his eyes, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but utter, "Avada Kedavra, you big melon!"

"Crack!"

A purple-black lightning bolt appeared, and the flying mosquito shattered instantly.

(End of this chapter)