The evil forces roaming the heavens

Chapter 1481 What respectable person keeps a diary!
London, suburbs
De Laine Manor
"Avada eats the big melon!"

Seeing the ferocious werewolf pounce, Zhang Cheng swung his black bamboo wand forward with a backhand motion.
"Crack!"

A burst of purplish-black lightning instantly blasted the werewolf, sending it flying through the air.
Upon witnessing this scene, Blake broke out in a cold sweat, because Zhang Cheng was now far more terrifying than the boy he was during his time in Azkaban!

After all, the "Killing Curse" requires immense magical power and unwavering resolve to kill a creature.

Werewolves also possess "magical skin," meaning that spells capable of killing are merely enough to leave them half-dead.

But now, the werewolf in the full moon phase was taken down by Zhang Cheng in one move, which really proves the saying that a basic attack is a powerful move!

After killing one werewolf, Zhang Cheng didn't stop what he was doing. He reached forward with his left hand and silently began casting a spell.

"Crack!"

A purple-black magical energy permeated the air, and the werewolf beside him immediately collapsed to the ground, howling in agony and struggling hysterically.
Seeing the werewolf's appearance, Blake immediately understood that this was the Cruciatus Curse.

Anyone who has been Zhang Cheng's cellmate knows that his talent for "heart-piercing and bone-carving" torture is simply extraordinary, the pinnacle of torture!
Only those who have experienced his "heart-piercing, bone-carving" technique know what it means for the body to feel like it's being torn apart.

Seeing the werewolf rolling on the ground, Zhang Cheng walked up to him, stepped on his cheek, and said, "You guys are pretty arrogant, huh!"

"careful!"

Just as Zhang Cheng was stepping on the werewolf, Blake suddenly roared.

Because something seemed to be rushing towards us from the darkness.

With sharp eyes fixed ahead, Zhang Cheng spotted a figure far larger than a typical werewolf and immediately raised his black bamboo wand.

"Wow!"

The werewolf stretched out its claws towards Zhang Cheng and let out a howl.

Just as the werewolf was about to trade injury for his life, the black bamboo wand vanished from his hand, replaced by an ancient, black longsword.

He ducked to dodge, then retaliated with a backhand flick, as if honed through countless trials.
"Pfft!"

A gruesome wound was slashed open on his body, and blood continued to splatter through the air.

After the werewolf stumbled and fell to the ground, Zhang Cheng wiped the blood from his cheek and said, "Ouch, a sliding tackle?"

Stepping forward, Zhang Cheng watched as the struggling werewolf seemed to try to get up, then swiftly severed his head.
Blake was also astonished by Zhang Cheng's actions, because even he hadn't seen clearly how the wand had turned into a longsword!

Holding the Black Death Sword, Zhang Cheng delivered the final "finishing blow" to the werewolves inside the house.
For him, anything that's an "alien" creature is ineffective unless its head is severed.
That's why he's so strict, because he's a monster too!

The next morning, when Lupin awoke, feeling dizzy and lightheaded, he immediately saw the wolf's head beside him.

"This, what is this?"

Standing up in disbelief, Lupin quickly asked what was wrong.
"Your companion, but I killed him last night!"

While leisurely eating his bread, Zhang Cheng said, "Now that you're awake, help him get ready! I'm going out to practice my magic!"

Watching Zhang Cheng leave so casually, Lupin turned to Sirius Black beside him and asked, "What happened last night?"

"After you were knocked unconscious by his punch, three werewolves rushed in."

Pointing at the werewolf on the ground, Blake said with a gloomy expression, "And then... he killed them all!" Hearing Blake's words, Lupin subconsciously touched his neck.

Luckily, he was knocked unconscious early last night; otherwise, his head might have been severed from his neck.

Having fought alongside Zhang Cheng, Lu Ping knew all too well how ruthless the other man was; he truly embodied the three-word mantra of Taoism!
Zhang Cheng: Clear out the people, clear out the area, clear out the thoughts. Act swiftly and ruthlessly, leave absolutely no survivors!

Krieg Death Legion:
During his subsequent vacation, Zhang Cheng diligently practiced magic.
After giving the wand he had seized to Black, Zhang Cheng began learning various commonly used spells from him.

As for dark magic, Sirius Black doesn't know it, and he doesn't need to learn it either, because he can learn it at a glance and use it right away!
"Call the gods to protect you!"

With the black bamboo wand held in front of him, Zhang Cheng immediately roared in anger.

But as the white smoke billowed, it was replaced by a burst of crackling lightning.
With a twitching mouth, Blake looked at Zhang Cheng and said awkwardly, "How about we give up? You don't seem to be able to learn this!"

What are the key points of learning Patronus Charity?

Looking at Sirius Black, Zhang Cheng asked him a question.

"Happy things, joyful things? Do you have any?"

Sirius Black spoke to Zhang Cheng, and his curiosity was piqued.
Because he knew that many dark wizards were unable to use the Patronus Charm!
After all, these people often team up with Dementors, so it doesn't matter if they can't learn it, because wouldn't that be like attacking friendly forces?
"Happy things? Pleasant things?"

After Zhang Cheng repeated these two key points, he couldn't help but become excited, and his smile gradually turned into a ferocious grin.
"Call the gods to protect you!"

As he spoke again, Zhang Cheng's wand emitted a dazzling white light, as if illuminating the darkness.
As they watched the soaring dragon, its claws outstretched and pacing back and forth, Blake and Lupin stared wide-eyed.
What kind of magical creature is this? Why have they never seen it before?

But at that moment, Lupin stared at Zhang Cheng, thinking to himself, "Could he not be a dark wizard?"

Zhang Cheng: Happy, rob a bank! Joyful, rob even more banks!

Federal Reserve: This is the root of happiness, built on pain!

Gringotts:
After successfully mastering the Patronus Charm, Zhang Cheng exclaimed excitedly, "See? I can actually be the White Demon King too, can't I?"

"White Demon King? What a strange title!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng with curiosity, Blake began to have doubts.
"Dumbledore is the White Lord, don't you know that?"

Looking at the two of them with amusement, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but spread his hands and explain.

After hearing Zhang Cheng's words, Lu Ping looked astonished and said, "Oh my god, what a scoundrel!"

The new semester is about to begin.
Arriving at the bustling and vibrant Leaky Cauldron Bar, Zhang Cheng watched as the people in the courtyard went inside. Without a word, he immediately put the trash can into his storage space.

Following behind Zhang Cheng, Blake, who had already disguised himself, asked in shock, "What are you doing?"

"Doing something immoral can make people happier, right?"

Zhang Cheng winked at Blake and then smiled.
This wasn't the first time he'd done something like this, so he was quite adept at it.

It's estimated that by the time the Ministry of Magic realizes what's happening and another trash can is brought over, it will be several days later.

How many people suffer during this time is none of Zhang Cheng's business, after all, people are happiest when they are doing bad things!

Seeing Zhang Cheng's utterly despicable behavior, Blake fell silent, because in every respect he was absolutely the most deserving of death among dark wizards!
Upon entering Diagon Alley, Zhang Cheng saw Malfoy and his father Lucius.
Zhang Cheng squinted at the book in Lucius's hand, because it looked like Voldemort's diary!
But who in their right mind keeps a diary? And what kind of things are written in a diary? Let's draw the sword!
(End of this chapter)