Dragging his tired body, Ron finally returned to the Gryffindor student dormitory before dawn.

Lying on the soft bed, he stared at the ceiling with his eyes wide open, his mind full of hesitation, hesitation, and struggle.

Because reason is constantly reminding you that it is best to tell Headmaster Dumbledore or your parents about this matter as soon as possible, but at the same time, another voice is suggesting that if you talk about it, you will lose the opportunity to change your fate, and completely become the foil of the "savior" Harry Potter, and spend your life in chaos.

Of course, none of these are the most intolerable.

What Ron can't tolerate the most is that Hermione Granger, who is getting more and more beautiful, will throw herself into the arms of another man, kiss each other passionately, and even do something more intimate.

When he thinks of such a picture, his whole person will involuntarily have strong feelings of pain and jealousy, and his body will also have some changes.

In this way, with resentment and unwillingness, he fell asleep after a while, and at the same time made up his mind to keep the secret until he took back the girl he had a crush on from the other party.

Poor Ron didn't know that in Zhang Cheng's mind, he was just an insignificant test subject, and Hermione Granger was just a tool with a little bit of value, and there was no such thing as feelings.

If one day it loses its usefulness, then 100% will not hesitate to throw it away as garbage.

As he knew more and more secrets and became more and more ambitious, Zhang Cheng's heart had already become ruthless.

Except for Elizabeth, who is a bit special in the situation, the only difference between the rest of the people in his eyes is the level of use value, as long as it can become a transcendent existence, it doesn't matter how huge the price is.

To some extent, he should also be regarded as a typical example of abandoning everything for the sake of ideals.

......

As the days passed, the Triwizard Tournament finally began when the students of Beauxbatons and Durmstrang arrived at the two schools of witchcraft and wizardry.

Just like One Piece Gorod?? Like Roger's shouts before he was executed, the students of Hogwarts were drawn to this dangerous game that would bring fame, fortune, and glory, and almost everyone aspired to be a warrior and represent their school in the hunt.

Unfortunately, Headmaster Dumbledore quickly and ruthlessly shattered the illusions of the younger students, setting an age limit himself, and unless he could crack the protective magic, even throwing his name into the Goblet of Fire would be impossible.

Looking at the funny scene of wailing in the auditorium, Zhang Cheng, who has always kept a low profile this semester, suddenly stood up and placed a badge next to the Goblet of Fire in full view of everyone.

Moment!

All adult wizards felt a powerful repulsion dispel the magical protection that limited the age of registration.

When Albus Dumbledore noticed this, he immediately asked with a serious expression, "Dear Zhang, I want to know what you mean by doing this, do you question my decision as headmaster?"

"No, Mr. Headmaster, I just think you're a little too your students. You know, for wizards, age is always a sign of strength, and I think there are some junior students who have the ability to cast spells beyond the older ones. Like Draco Malfoy, and Harry Potter, I'm sure there aren't many graduates who can beat them. Are you going to deprive them of their free will and rights just because of their ridiculous age?" Zhang Cheng explained unhurriedly with the corners of his mouth curled slightly.

Although he didn't use any words with strong emotional overtones, anyone who wasn't a fool could see the-for-tat attitude between the two.

"But they're still children! Not to mention that being strong doesn't mean being mentally mature! You're doing something very dangerous. Not to be outdone, Dumbledore retorted.

"Kid?!Is this an excuse you make for depriving others of their freedom?Sorry, Mr. Headmaster, we don't live in the dark Middle Ages, and you don't have the right to force anyone to choose. ”

Speaking of this, Zhang Cheng opened his arms and shouted at the students who were waiting for him, "Lovely students at Hogwarts! Tell me, do you want to make every choice in life according to your own will, or do you let others make choices for you?"

"Yourself!"

"That's right! We'll have to make our own choices!"

"Freedom! We want freedom!"

......

All of a sudden, the students, who had been suppressed by the school rules for a long time, finally broke out into an unprecedented rebellion.

Appreciating the chaotic situation he had created, Zhang Cheng turned to stare at the old man's eyes full of anger, and said meaningfully: "Look, this is their choice. I'm sorry, dear Headmaster, but I'm afraid this time you won't be able to suppress the free will of your students like a tyrant before. ”

"You're playing with fire!" Dumbledore warned with a solemn expression.

"No, you're playing with fire, Mr. Headmaster. Okay, put away this terrible expression, and don't forget that we still have guests. Zhang Chengyou glanced at Ms. Olim Maxim, who has the blood of a half-giant, and Igor Karkarov, who sat on the seat and posed as a good show.

"I swear I'll fire you at the end of this semester. Dumbledore solemnly declared.

Zhang Cheng shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly, and replied with a sneer: "Yes, I also just want to remove you from the position of principal, so let's wait and see who can have the last laugh." ”

Dumbledore's pupils suddenly contracted when he heard this, and he began to regret the decision he had made two years ago.

He never dreamed that an Oriental who originally seemed to have no roots would be able to work closely with the nobles of the British wizarding world in just two years, constantly causing huge troubles for himself, and now it has risen to the level of a real threat.

In the end, this short encounter ended with Zhang Cheng winning the victory.

After all, even the principal can't go against the wishes of almost 90% or more of the students in the school, so he can only pinch his nose and let the badge dispel the age limit, so that every student has the right to participate in the registration of the Triwizard Tournament.

Obviously, the old antique Dumbledore, who lived for more than a hundred years, felt the terrible incitement of the word "freedom" for the first time.

You must know that in the world of ordinary people, the Americans have waged countless wars to maintain their own interests and hegemony under this slogan, plunging several countries into chaos, hunger and war, and millions of innocent people have died for it.

Interestingly, even in the age of the Internet, where news and information are highly developed, there are still a large number of idiots who believe that those planes, tanks, artillery, and fleets bring freedom, which is more valuable than survival......

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