The evil forces roaming the heavens

Chapter 1465 Snape: "My student is not wrong!"

Hogwarts, in the long corridor

Looking at Hermione, who was crying in Zhang Cheng's arms, Snape felt a complex mix of emotions.

Because he kept thinking about Dumbledore's evaluation of his students: arrogant, powerful, and even dark-hearted!
But now, Snape can answer with an air of arrogance that his students are also loving, and that he did nothing wrong!

After all, he saw his past self in Zhang Cheng's solo rescue of Hermione.

Compared to the child in front of him, he simply didn't have the courage back then!
"You did a great job, Green!"

Before the other professors could speak, Snape nodded in agreement.
“That’s right! Drain, you saved Miss Hermione Granger!”

Looking at Zhang Cheng before her, Professor McGonagall nodded quickly.
"How did you defeat the troll?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng, Dumbledore asked with some curiosity,

Because trolls possess magical skin, to some extent, even an adult wizard is not enough to defeat a troll!
But how did this child do it? Could his talent in magic even surpass Tom's?
"It's a Stunning Curse, Headmaster! I was probably too hasty and that's why I didn't control the magic!"

Looking at Dumbledore before him, Zhang Cheng smiled.
Seeing Zhang Cheng's bright smile, Snape immediately said sternly, "Slytherin, deduct thirty points! I think you should be like the other students, not here!"

Turning to look at Snape, Dumbledore was taken aback.
Because in his eyes, what kind of person was he? He was just curious about how Zhang Cheng defeated the giant monster, not looking for trouble!

"Commendable courage, Slytherin gets fifty points!"

As Professor McGonagall watched Snape deduct points from her student's grade, she nodded with satisfaction, her face full of approval.

"Hey, Mr. Potter, what are you and Weasley doing here?"

Turning to look at Harry Potter and Ron, Snape immediately became serious.

After all, even if Snape had to consider Dumbledore, he wouldn't praise students like himself too much. But Harry and Ron weren't on his list of favorites!
"We're here to save Hermione!"

Seeing Snape, Harry and Ron quickly began to explain.
"you?"

With a disdainful look on his face, Snape practically wore his suspicion on his sleeve.

Because when they face a troll, are they able to hold their wands firmly?
"Alright, Snape, we shouldn't reject a child's courage!"

Looking at Snape, Dumbledore knew that this matter should end here, otherwise it would damage the child's confidence!
Upon returning to the banquet venue, many students began to discuss the matter.

Looking at Zhang Cheng beside him, Malfoy asked in surprise, "Grin? You really defeated the troll?"

As they gathered around, both the first-year students and upperclassmen were taken aback.

Although wizards often say that trolls aren't very bright, when actually facing one, very few young wizards can remain unafraid.
After all, although trolls resemble humans, in the eyes of wizards they are beasts—brutal, cruel, and bloodthirsty!

"Malfoy, if you put your gossip talent into magic, you would be more capable than Harry!"

Looking at Malfoy beside him, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but become serious.

"really?"

Upon hearing Zhang Cheng's words, Malfoy couldn't help but feel overjoyed, because the words he loved to hear most were that he was better than Harry Potter!
After the Christmas party ended, the students left one after another.
In the headmaster's office, Dumbledore was deep in thought, his expression serious.
As Snape walked in from outside, he looked at him and said, "I think tonight's events prove something, Dumbledore!"

"Does this prove his magical talent far surpasses ours back then? Snape! Your student is dangerous. I suspect he was the one who cast the Killing Curse on the Eight-Eyed Spider in the Forbidden Forest!"

Looking intently at Snape, Dumbledore also began to wonder who the two people in the Forbidden Forest were.

While it's certain that Quirrell and Voldemort are the two, the other person, Dumbledore, has yet to be found.
After all, he had considered using the Flashback Charm on Zhang Cheng's wand, but Snape firmly stopped him, because it would be a sign of distrust towards his student, or even doubt about a "good kid"!
"Are you kidding me, Dumbledore? My student is right! Even if he used the Killing Curse, it was against the eight-eyed spider. Besides, he defeated the troll with the Stunning Curse!"

Looking at Dumbledore before him, Snape stared at him and said, "Prejudice in people's hearts is a mountain. Your prejudice led to the birth of Voldemort, but I will not let my student become the Dark Lord!"

Looking at Snape's serious face, Dumbledore fell silent.

Because Snape was right, it was precisely because of his doubts and distrust back then that Voldemort gradually became paranoid!

Zhang Cheng is different from Voldemort; he would risk his life to save his classmates!
"Perhaps you are right, Severus!"

Looking at Snape before him, Dumbledore ultimately decided to put the matter aside for the time being.
As he stood up to leave, Snape said, "Thank you!"

After Snape left, the people on the wall started discussing the photo album.
"I think we should hang that brat up and interrogate him. That way, whether it's true or not, it will prove something!"

"Damn it, Blake, do you still think you're the principal?"

"We won't do anything so outrageous!"

The noisy successive headmasters gave Dumbledore a headache, because he really couldn't find any fault with Zhang Cheng.

He was even more careful, even more cautious, than Tom Riddle was back then!

Or perhaps he already knew that a pair of eyes were secretly watching him!
The following morning, heavy snow fell from the gray sky.
Wearing a long robe, Zhang Cheng strode through the corridor.
But just then, the snowball that had cast the spell flew over.

Without turning his head, he raised his finger, and the snowball immediately changed direction and hurled itself back.
"Oh!"

George, who had been hit in the cheek by a snowball, wiped it off and said, "Damn it, I failed again!"

"George, I think we should try a different approach! What do you think?"

Looking at George before him, Fred couldn't help but become serious.

Because their tricks seemed to have no effect on Zhang Cheng.

Hearing Fred's words, George thought for a moment and said, "You're right, we should research something more convenient and faster, but the premise is that we can't use dung bombs!"

Looking intently at Fred, George couldn't help but feel intimidated.
Because if they use other tricks, Zhang Cheng can at most fight fire with fire, but if they use dung bombs, he'll be like Tony, throwing a chair at their face in return!

Just as the two were discussing this, Quirrell walked past them.
Their eyes lit up, and the two immediately cast a spell on the snowball, then hurled it at it.

However, the two were unaware that this was the highlight of their lives, because the face behind Quirrell was actually Voldemort!
Even if Zhang Cheng could point at Voldemort and say that he was not worthy of dying by his hand, Voldemort was still an unspeakable person to others!
"Good job!"

Clapping their hands, the two excitedly ran away.

Turning his head, Quirrell watched George and Fred's retreating figures, his eyes hardening with a sinister glint.
However, as the number of students gradually increased, he quickly reverted to his "clear-eyed stupidity"!
(End of this chapter)