"Excellent activity, excellent adaptability, and average integration, it seems that it will take some time for this thing to enter the in vivo experimental stage......

Zhang Cheng obviously didn't know how much trouble Hermione Granger had caused by the small gift he had given, and he was busy testing the various properties of the black substance.

For him, this kind of mutation of the creative power is full of incredible properties, not only can it give cells a strong ability to adapt, but also through the microscope can observe the interaction between each nucleus and the other nuclei, as if these cells have acquired a relatively independent consciousness, and will automatically make judgments based on external stimuli.

Of course, that's not even the most interesting.

The most interesting thing is that although the black substance strengthens more than 90% of the body's cells, it does not strengthen the brain cells.

This means that no matter how strong the body is, the brain is extremely fragile, just like the average person.

In the process of mutation, the deceased's brain could not withstand the sudden increase in blood pressure, and the entire inside of the skull exploded directly, turning into a puddle of stirred tofu brain.

However, as a booster, it is undoubtedly qualified, at least the total amount of magic that the wizard's body can carry after strengthening is increased, and it will gain a certain degree of resistance in the face of various magical attacks.

The only thing that Zhang Cheng has never been able to figure out is, what are the conditions for this mutation to occur?

A strong desire for the experiment itself?

Or is it a stimulus from the outside world?

Or is it a chain reaction caused by a specific magic item?

Without observing what was going on, he couldn't guess anything at all, and even some of the reappearance spells that wizards often used didn't work.

Just when he thought he was at a dead end again, Lucius Malfoy suddenly pushed open the door and burst in, shouting excitedly, "Good news! Next semester Hogwarts will host the Triwizard Tournament, which has been stopped for more than 700 years. I'm sure that old Dumbledore will be tormented by this, and if he makes a little mistake, we can use it as an excuse to make trouble, and even if we can't get rid of him, we can issue more laws to restrict the headmaster's rights. ”

"Oh, it sounds funny, but I'm more concerned about the Dark Lord's plans. Tell me, in what way does he intend to announce his return?" Zhang Cheng turned around slowly, with a playful expression on his face.

Peter Pettigrew is dead, burned to ashes by Harry Potter in the Hellfire.

He now wondered how Voldemort planned to accomplish his resurrection plan without his help, especially the release of one of his most loyal servants, Barty Crouch Jr.

"Sorry, he didn't mention it, he just asked me to get a few extra tickets to the Quidditch World Cup. I've heard that he took in two new minions some time ago, so I guess he'll take this opportunity to gather the Death Eaters. Lucius guessed in a tone of uncertainty that was not very sure.

"New servant?" Zhang Cheng's eyes showed surprise.

Lucius nodded solemnly, "Yes, one is called Madil, and the other is called Cindy." All I know is that they are crazy dueling enthusiasts, and they participate in at least five duels a year, each time killing their opponents brutally, so they are wanted by the entire European wizarding community. ”

"I see...... It seems that our Dark Lord is really charismatic, and he can meet his own fanatical admirers wherever he goes, doesn't he?" Zhang Chengyi teased.

This time, Lucius wisely kept his mouth shut and did not participate in the discussion.

As a nobleman, he didn't want to be targeted by Voldemort, who killed people without blinking, because of his quick tongue.

Zhang Cheng circled around the basement twice, and suddenly commanded: "Get me two tickets to the Quidditch World Cup, I want to see with my own eyes what he wants to do." ”

"It's a trifle!" Lucius agreed without the slightest hesitation.

It may take months of savings for an ordinary wizard family to buy a pricey admission ticket, but for him who has acquired countless properties, it is not even a drizzle.

......

Time flies, and more than a week passes in the blink of an eye.

As the day of the Quidditch World Cup final approached, the entire British wizarding world entered a state of revelry, even Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy, who had matured a lot.

Motion!

Confrontational and intense movements, in particular, are always able to arouse the primal instincts hidden in the human subconscious.

In a way, it is a continuation of the hunting and killing impulses, which can put the spirit into a state of extreme euphoria.

However, it is a pity that Zhang Cheng has long been unable to feel this, and only came to Hermione's house alone with two VIP tickets, but as soon as they met, he saw Mrs. Granger's face full of sadness.

Out of politeness, he took the initiative to ask, "Madam, are you in any trouble?"

"It's Hermione! She locked herself in her room for over a week and didn't let us in, and I wondered if something was wrong with her. You know, magic ......" The latter was visibly hesitant, but finally told the truth.

After all, it is quite difficult for ordinary families to accept that their daughter becomes a wizard, not to mention that in the process of learning magic, it will cause accidental injuries from time to time.

"Don't worry, if you don't mind, I can go up and have a look. Zhang Cheng smiled and took the initiative to take on this task without difficulty.

"Thank you so much! I don't know what to say. Hermione is upstairs, you can go up and find her yourself. Mrs. Granger hurriedly pointed to the room on the second floor, near the right side of the staircase.

Without any hesitation, Zhang Cheng came directly to the door and knocked lightly on the door.

Soon, the girl's fidgety voice came from inside the door: "Damn! Mom! I said it, don't bother me." ”

"It's me, Miss Granger. No matter what's going on, you'd better open the door first, don't you think a single door is enough to stop me from entering?" Zhang Cheng quipped in a half-joking tone.

"Teach...... Professor?!"

Hermione was undoubtedly startled, and there was a small noise in the room, and she didn't know what she had knocked over.

A minute later, a crack opened in the closed door.

I saw that the girl's whole body was tightly wrapped in a blanket, and she carefully inspected the surroundings, and only after confirming that her parents were not there did she completely open the door, and urged in a low voice: "Hurry!

"What are you doing here?"

Zhang Cheng walked into the room, and the first thing he saw was a dense pile of books and notes on the bed, on the floor, and on the table, and even a tongs pot used to boil potions.

"I ...... I don't know, so you'd better see for yourself. ”

After locking the door, Hermione took off the blanket covering her, revealing her stunning hair and face......