There is no doubt that the power of creation is the most complex and equally difficult thing Zhang Cheng has encountered in his life.

Unlike magical energies such as arcane, evil, and shadow, it has no corresponding entity, and it cannot be observed through any spells or tools, and even the divinity and divine power that mortals can never comprehend are much simpler.

In order to understand the essence of the power of creation, the only thing Zhang Cheng can do is experiment, experiment, experiment.

By observing the changes and reactions of different test subjects, a corresponding system was summarized.

Of course, this is not easy, and so far no pattern has been found, as if each subject will eventually evolve in a very different direction.

Just when he was at his wit's end, the Hogwarts Chamber of Secrets finally opened again.

Gilderoy Lockhart, who likes to be in the limelight, can't wait to jump out and announce the formation of a dueling club to train young wizards on how to defend themselves.

Of course, to some extent, this idea is good, at least it is easier to gain the approval of young people with out-of-character personalities than to apply what they have learned than to hold books all day long and be willing to dry theories.

Unfortunately, he apparently forgot that he was just a sleek liar and didn't have what it took to really defeat a formidable opponent.

When the result was demonstrated, it was directly overturned by Severus Snape, revealing an embarrassing ugliness.

Although this is not strictly related to Zhang Cheng, when Draco Malfoy and Harry Potter enter the dueling stage, he suddenly realizes that this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, a chance to spy on the reaction of the soul fragments.

Without any hesitation!

He projected his consciousness directly into Draco's body, slightly refining the messy mana in the boy's body.

It was only after all this that he had learned the pride peculiar to the Malfoy family, and bent down to owe slightly.

This action undoubtedly surprised Harry, who knew Draco well, and nodded politely.

Although he didn't understand why his sworn enemy had become so abnormal, he didn't want to lose to the other in terms of demeanor at all.

"Prepare your wands! When I count to three, you can start practicing spells to disarm each other's weapons. Remember, just disarm and don't do anything superfluous, I don't want any accidents. Gilderoy Lockhart, who knew nothing, shouted.

"One!"

"Two!"

"Three!"

"Let's go!"

......

With a command, Harry raised his wand and unthinkingly recited the spell he was best at.

Not long ago, he had already heard through some senior girls how Draco used a series of powerful spells to defeat several senior sisters on the Hogwarts Express, and he knew very well how powerful his opponent was.

Once Malfoy gets the chance to attack, then he will definitely lose.

"This is your strength, the boy who never dies, the savior of British magic, the famous Harry Potter?" Zhang Cheng skillfully dodged the spell shot by his wand, and deliberately pretended to be contemptuous and sarcastic.

Obviously, this kind of low-level spell duel was no different from a child's play in his eyes, and it was not a threat at all.

To be precise, the magic system of this world itself is very flawed, and there is little real directional magic to be seen.

As the name suggests, directivity is to directly lock on to the target, no matter how the opponent dodges or escapes, the magic cast will chase after it until it runs out of energy or hits the target.

It can be said that in the caster's battle, directional spells are the most common and also the most effective means of attack, otherwise a flash or short teleport can avoid most threats.

"What the hell are you trying to say?" Harry frowned.

"No, nothing, I want to say that fame does not equal strength. You're so weak, so weak that if I wave my wand, you'll fall to the ground and weep bitterly, like this......"

The words just fell!

Zhang Cheng imitated an ordinary wizard, raised his wand and shouted, "Greasy!"

Moment!

A large black stain of oil suddenly appeared at Harry Potter's feet.

He was careless, lost his balance directly, and fell heavily on his back to the ground, making a muffled thud.

Then a spark of lightning erupted from the end of the wand, causing the boy to tremble involuntarily all over his body, and it took several seconds to recover.

By the time he gritted his teeth and struggled to get up from the ground, he found that the wand in his hand was gone, and his opponent's wand was pressed against the lightning-shaped scar on his forehead.

"Well, what does it taste like to fail? You are so arrogant that you always think that you are special and have extraordinary talents, but in reality you are just a poor creature who knows nothing. Think about it, if I give you a death curse now, will you still survive?"

Taking advantage of the time he spoke, Zhang Cheng quickly mobilized all the magic power in Draco's body, cut off a small piece of soul fragment from the scar, and quietly stored it in the wand.

As soon as he had completed the last step, Severus Snape finally sensed that something was wrong, and rushed up to him and shouted, "Malfoy, stop, let go of Potter! ”

"As you wish, Professor. Zhang Cheng bowed gracefully, turned and jumped off the dueling stage, receiving the loud cheers that erupted from the Slytherin House camp.

The little snakes, who have always been keen on the pursuit of power and power, worship the most are the strong ones who defeat their opponents with a crushing attitude.

What's more, it was the famous Harry Potter who was knocked to the ground this time, and it was he who overthrew Slytherin's dominance of the House Cup last year.

After a brief celebration, Severus Snape quickly came to the door, glared into two uncomfortable eyes, and asked, "Malfoy, tell me, what happened to you today?" And where did you get those strange spells?"

"It's nothing, Professor, I just suddenly understand the meaning and value of my existence. Potter and his friends are just a bunch of idiots who don't deserve to be my opponents. As for spells, have you forgotten that my father hired an excellent tutor for me during his summer vacation?" replied Zhang Cheng with a smile and spread his hands.

He was well aware that the double agent, who was full of contradictions in his heart, was suspicious of him.

After all, although Snape hated Harry Potter, he didn't want to see him hurt in any way, and even stepped forward to protect him at a critical moment.

"Governess, can you tell me what kind of man he is?" Severus Snape asked, narrowing his eyes tentatively.

"Hehe, you're a good friend of my father, if you want to see my governess, you can come directly to Malfoy Manor......"

After saying this suggestive remark, Zhang Cheng immediately turned around and returned to the dormitory where Draco belonged, began to weave the boy's memories, and then quietly left.

He knew very well that after this incident, Dumbledore would become vigilant, and he would not be able to use such a small means for a long time.

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