Astound!

Accidentally!

Unbelievable!

Almost all of the Hogwarts students and professors who knew Ron couldn't help but stand up, staring wide-eyed at his lonely figure and the huge dragon corpse that contrasted with it.

Even the adult wizard next to him, who was about to rush up to subdue the fire dragon, froze in place, as if he couldn't believe that a fierce and irascible dragon had been killed so easily.

And because of the speed so fast, no one even noticed whether the dragon was killed by something, a powerful spell, or a magic weapon such as a sword or spear.

In fact, no one in the entire stands except Zhang Cheng cared about the poor and humble Ron Weasley, and they didn't even think that he was capable of completing this thrilling challenge, and most of the attention was focused on Harry Potter, who had just demonstrated his powerful spellcasting skills.

Interestingly, it was such an inconspicuous "ugly duckling" who staged a shocking reversal in the first event of the Triwizard Tournament.

In just a few seconds from the moment he entered to the end, he was bathed in dragon blood and held the golden egg aloft.

"Oh my God......! Is this really Ron?, how did he do it!" Hermione, who came back to her senses, subconsciously covered her mouth with her hand and asked incoherently.

"It's a manifestation of power! It's an explosion after a long period of accumulation! Do you feel it? The intense resentment and anger hidden behind his ordinary exterior! From this day forward, Ron Weasley will no longer be the person you know, he has been ......reborn," Zhang Chengyi explained with a deep meaning.

Through the power of psychic powers, he clearly felt the intense negative emotions in the other person's heart, as bright as a torch in the night.

Next, the boy will probably be like a lot of poor creatures who have suddenly gained power, unscrupulously venting his power, breaking all the rules he hates, and becoming a complete violent person.

"No! I mean, how could he have killed a fire dragon in an instant!" Hermione was visibly irritated, her tone full of confusion and confusion.

You must know that in her eyes, Ron is just an idiot who does not learn and has no skills, and has no merit at all except for being righteous towards his friends.

But such a big boy can suddenly show overwhelming strength, which is a bit subverting other people's previous impressions of him.

Looking at the changing expression on the girl's face, Zhang Cheng leaned forward and said in a low voice: "Do you know, dear, this world is not as beautiful as you imagined, and there are countless dark secrets hidden behind it. Tell me, are you sure you're ready to see all this darkness, ready to say goodbye to innocence and enter the adult world?"

"I ...... I ......"

Hermione didn't expect the other party to choose a showdown at this time, and the whole person was a little panicked in an instant, lowering her head and fiddling with her cuffs at a loss.

As a clever girl, she had already seen some clues from those experimental notes, but she subconsciously deceived herself and ignored those terrible facts.

Now Zhang Cheng suddenly mentioned this matter bluntly, and suddenly broke through the girl's psychological defense, making her realize that she had already been trapped in it as an accomplice and couldn't extricate herself.

"Ahh It's okay, I can wait slowly. But remember, Miss Granger, you can't live in a perfect fairy tale forever, and you will have to face the harsh reality one day. The sooner you embrace reality, the more you can have a clear understanding of the world, and many times what you understand as good and evil is nothing more than the self-righteousness of most stupid human beings, behind which there is a naked struggle of interests. ”

With that, Zhang Cheng picked up Hermione's slightly frightened face, kissed it lightly on the forehead, and then stood up and left quietly.

Walking through the chaotic crowd, he quietly came to the place where the contestants were resting, stared at Ron, who was soaked in dragon blood all over his body, and smiled and joked for a full minute or so, "How does it feel to be a dragon slayer warrior?"

"It's good! Especially when those bastards keep their mouths shut and are silent, it's just intoxicating. Ron replied with a grim expression.

"That's right! It seems that you have realized the value of power!" Zhang Cheng was undoubtedly satisfied with the boy's cynical attitude, and nodded slightly. "Yes, humans are such hypocritical creatures, they will laugh at you when they are weak, but once you are strong enough, they will close their mouths and show their eyes of fear and fear. When the game is over, our dear Headmaster Dumbledore will definitely talk to you, you should know how to do it, right?"

"Don't worry! I see through his hypocrisy! I won't approve of that ridiculous rhetoric that even Harry wouldn't want to believe. ”

"Great! Congratulations on passing the first test, and I'm sure all Hogwarts students will get to know you again, the mighty Ron Weasley, a rising star. Be mentally prepared and it won't be long before you become the most respected and popular person in school. ”

As the last word blurted out, a playful smile flashed on Zhang Cheng's face, and he stroked his chest with one hand and owed slightly.

He knew that what the boy longed for most at this moment was respect from others, so as to satisfy his humble and pitiful self-esteem.

In fact, in the process of interpersonal interactions, often a casual small action can shorten the distance between each other and establish a relationship of trust or good feelings.

Like this kind of behavior that can get huge returns without much investment, Zhang Cheng doesn't mind doing more at all, and there is no loss for him anyway.

......

Meanwhile, Albus Dumbledore's evil twin brother, Leon, is ambushing near a phone booth in the heart of the British capital, London.

Of course, this is no ordinary phone booth, but a secret entrance to the interior of the Ministry of Magic, and anyone who walks in and dials 62442 and explains their intentions will activate the corresponding mechanism.

However, he was already wanted with a bounty, so it was naturally impossible for him to swagger in, so he could only hide here and wait patiently for the target to appear.

About half an hour or so, several wizards escorted a small old man with gray curly hair and a little stout look, out of the phone booth.

Without any hesitation!

The clone Leon suddenly rushed out of the dark corner, raised his wand and shot a green death curse, directly knocking the outermost unlucky egg to the ground and dying on the spot.

"Damn! there's an assailant!"

"Quick! Minister of Protection!"

"Call for help! He's too strong! We can't stop it alone!"

All of a sudden, all kinds of frightened and chaotic voices rose higher and higher.

You don't need to ask to know that the little old man is none other than the current British Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge.

He looked extremely nervous, especially the attacker's long gray beard and hair, all of which were the same as his old friend Albus Dumbledore.

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