The evil forces roaming the heavens

Chapter 1464 Unstoppable Light!

The peaceful time gradually passed,
Since the brawl in the dining hall ended, Hermione has rarely appeared in front of Zhang Cheng.

However, every time they met at the library, Zhang Cheng would greet him with a smile.
As a top student, Hermione felt very sorry for Zhang Cheng because he had always been kind to her. However, in Gryffindor, most people were afraid of Zhang Cheng and even thought he was an evil person!
After all, back in the cafeteria, he had beaten the upperclassmen so badly that they had no chance to fight back!
Watching Hermione nod and leave, her face filled with guilt, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but think with amusement, "Interesting!"

After leaving the library, Hermione found Harry, as they had recently been researching the Philosopher's Stone.
Unlike the two pendants that accompany her, Hermione can be said to have taken on all the support roles by herself.

Upon arriving at the cafeteria, Zhang Cheng sat down, and Malfoy hurriedly brought over some food, his face full of frustration. "Green, have you heard? Harry Potter has actually been selected for the Quidditch team!"

Looking at Malfoy beside him, Zhang Cheng cut his steak and said, "So what? It's just a boring game!"

Upon hearing Zhang Cheng's words, Marcus replied with a serious expression, "This is not a game. Our academy has won the Academy Cup for six consecutive years!"

Looking at Marcus beside him, Zhang Cheng spread his hands and said, "Will this help you pass the Apparition test?"

Marcus silently watched Zhang Cheng, then stood up and left, saying, "DeLynn, I finally understand why nobody wants to talk to you!"

Shrugging, Zhang Cheng said nonchalantly, "As long as you're strong enough, Marcus!"

Marcus stared at Zhang Cheng with twitching lips. He wanted to refute something, but he couldn't, because what Zhang Cheng said was the truth that stung.
After Marcus left, Zhang Cheng looked at Malfoy beside him and asked, "What else do you want to say?"

"Gone!"

He started eating honestly and quietly, and Malfoy stopped thinking about Quidditch altogether, because to Zhang Cheng, Quidditch was just a boring game!

Because what real wizard would fly around in the air on a magic broom!
Did Voldemort ever ride a flying broomstick?

Um, it seems he actually did ride one, and even helped Slytherin win consecutive championships!
Christmas is just around the corner, and everyone is looking forward to the dinner party.

However, after the Dark Magic Defense class that day, Quirrell looked at Zhang Cheng and said, "Draen, you, you stay here for a moment!"

Upon hearing Quirrell's words, Zhang Cheng turned around and smiled, "Professor Quirrell, is there anything else?"

After the students left, Quirrell looked at Zhang Cheng and stammered, "Can I see your wand?"

"There's no one here anymore, Professor Quirrell, and besides, you're being too fake!"

Looking at Quirrell in front of him, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but sneer.
Because of this idiot, it took him so long to figure out that he was the one who fought with him that night. He's just too brainless.
Um, isn't Quirrell's brain something he shares with Voldemort?

Thinking about this, Zhang Cheng suddenly understood why Voldemort had a low IQ, because Voldemort was also brainless!

As a second-generation Dark Lord, having a bunch of incompetent henchmen who lack both strength and quality, making it difficult for him to even take down a school, is truly a testament to his intelligence!

Voldemort: Do you want to hear what you're saying?
Compared to the heretical cultivators of the East, Voldemort is practically a Buddhist saint!
The group of several dozen people was already infamous, and people dared not even mention their names. Zhang Cheng really wondered if he would tremble with fear if he saw the real battle record of the evil cultivators!

After all, if evil cultivators don't work hard, they can only be brothers in the Human Emperor's Banner!

With his cold eyes fixed on Zhang Cheng, Quirrell instantly became serious.
"Wow!"

A wand appeared in Zhang Cheng's hand, and he stared at Quirrell, saying, "Want to make a move? You were almost killed by me back then, and now you want to play games with me at Hogwarts?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng, Quirrell's expression changed, and then he turned around.
When the noseless Voldemort appeared, he immediately said, "Actually, we can cooperate, can't we, Draenei!"

"unnecessary!"

Looking calmly at Voldemort, Zhang Cheng turned and left with disdain, saying, "Besides, you don't even deserve to die by my hand!" Staring at Zhang Cheng's retreating figure, Voldemort gritted his teeth and said, "Damn bastard! How dare you ignore me like that!"

Hearing Voldemort's angry words, Quirrell said, "Master, why don't we hold off for now? We haven't gotten the Resurrection Stone yet."

"That's right, now is not the time to argue with him!"

Considering Zhang Cheng's strength, Voldemort was somewhat wary.
After learning about Zhang Cheng's past, he felt that this kid was a ruthless character!

He grew up in an orphanage, but what about Zhang Cheng? That kid went straight to Azkaban!
In terms of seniority, Voldemort should call Zhang Cheng "senior" at his age.
So what if you're from an orphanage? I'm from Azkaban, and I can go to Nurmengard someday!
Grindelwald: Don't come any closer!
On Christmas Day, everyone was enjoying dinner at the restaurant when Quirrell burst in, shouting, "Troll! Troll!"

Seeing Quirrell suddenly collapse on the ground, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but raise his hand and slap his forehead.

Because he couldn't believe that Quirrell was such a damn good actor! That shouting, that knocking out, it was practically Oscar-worthy!

However, this was only in the students' eyes. In the professors' eyes, Quirrell's performance was simply too exaggerated!

After all, Quirrell was a good student back then, how could he possibly be scared by a troll?

But just as the professors were organizing the students to leave, Zhang Cheng disappeared from the spot, because he still had to go find Hermione!

Grindelwald has the French Black Rose, Vinda Rozier, by his side, and Voldemort has the mad Bellatrix by his side. How could Zhang be without anyone by his side?
In the women's restroom, Hermione, heartbroken because Ron rejected her, was hiding there.
However, in Zhang Cheng's view, this was completely unnecessary, since Ron was a disgrace to the Weasley family.

Bill and Charlie are both quite capable, Percy is alright too, though he's a bit power-hungry. George and Fred, on the other hand, are playful and mischievous, never joking about anything serious.

But what about Ron? He's useless at everything, and he eats everything without leaving a trace. His only somewhat useful ability is playing Wizard Chess!
Holy crap, I've already sent Avada Kedavra to gnaw on the melon, and you're still setting up a chessboard, huh?
Besides, when it comes to playing chess, Zhang has never been afraid of anyone!
"what!"

As soon as Hermione opened the door and saw the troll, she screamed.
Wielding its club, the giant smashed everything in its path.
Fearfully hiding, Hermione's heart was filled with despair.

Just then, a figure rushed over quickly.
Hermione's eyes lit up as she looked at Zhang Cheng, for he had come to her rescue.

He passed her by, and Zhang Cheng stood firmly in front of Hermione, raising his wand and saying, "Faint!"

"Oh!"

A powerful impact erupted from the black bamboo wand, instantly blasting the troll away.

"boom!"

As the troll crashed into the wall and instantly lost consciousness, Hermione, staring at Zhang Cheng's retreating figure, was now filled with shock.

"Are you alright? I noticed you didn't go to the cafeteria, so I've been looking for you!"

With a bright smile, Best Actor Zhang has arrived!

"It's okay, it's nothing, boohoo!"

Hermione rushed forward and hugged Zhang Cheng, then burst into tears.

They rushed in from outside, and when the professors saw what was happening, they were all stunned.

Staring blankly, Ron and Harry were dumbfounded, wondering how Zhang Cheng had ended up there.

(End of this chapter)