Harry Potter's Dharma

As soon as he said this, everyone was shocked.

Everyone looked at Zheng Fan as if they had seen a ghost.

A first year student wanted to be the head of the seventh year student council?

This was unheard of!

Rush's eyes twitched as he stared at Zheng Fan. After a long time, he finally opened his mouth stiffly, intending to reason with Zheng Fan.

However, Zheng Fan laughed first and said, "It's just a joke. Don't take it seriously. I saw that the atmosphere in the room was too gloomy, so I said a joke to cheer everyone up. Isn't the joke too cold?

Why isn't anyone laughing? "

Hearing this, Billy grimaced and revealed a smile that was uglier than crying. The latter half of the sentence was a joke. Who would joke about such a terrible topic?

Rush's face turned white and red, but he finally squeezed out a smile and said, "It's rare for Mr. Zheng to be so considerate. However, we're still in a meeting. Jokes can wait …"

"However, half of what I said just now was not a joke. I don't like to be controlled by others. Our dear Mr. Flint has already experienced this personally. Therefore, I would like to trouble the 14th leader of the student council and the two leaders to not give me any orders. If there's nothing, please don't give me any orders."

Zheng Fan leaned back in his chair and said slowly.

Rush frowned, and the leader James' expression did not look too good.

Billy could not help but give Zheng Fan a look of admiration. The boss was indeed the boss. Who else could say such bold words?

No way!

Flint stood up abruptly and said, "Mr. Rush!

Mr. James!

This person's thinking is seriously problematic!

We must make him understand the rules of Slytherin. Remove him from his position as the year leader!

Kick him out of the Quidditch team! "

Hearing this, not only James, but even Rush gave him a speechless look. His position was not given by anyone. It was earned by himself. You want to remove him? You want to kick him out? Do you think you're Dumbledore?

James ignored Flint's shout and said in a low voice, "Zheng, we will consider your request. At the next meeting of the leaders …"

"Let's decide today. Otherwise, it'll be troublesome." Zheng Fan interrupted him.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at the heads of the student council, as well as the leaders.

If Zheng Fan was an ordinary first year student, he would have gone overboard and made a lot of enemies for himself. However, he was not.

As a man whose strength was comparable to a top-tier wizard, Zheng Fan's eyes would not stop at Hogwarts. Even if he could not conquer the world, he would at least be more powerful than Voldemort. To achieve this goal, Zheng Fan needed his own forces. The powerful students of Slytherin were the best choice. They were easy to nurture and subdue. In the future, their families would also be of help to him.

Therefore, he did not say these words on a whim. He had already made up his mind when he asked Billy when the meeting would be held.

He was going to unify Slytherin in this Level Leader Meeting!

Under Zheng Fan's gaze, everyone looked at each other.

Everyone had heard about how Zheng Fan had easily defeated Billy. Against such a strong freshman, no one could guarantee that they would win.

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Looking at Zheng Fan's calm demeanor, the head of the female student council said, "Mr. Zheng.

Hearing someone speak, everyone turned to look at her pale face.

Being stared at by so many people, the head of the female student council regained some color on her face. Then, she said calmly, "You want to break away from the jurisdiction of the head of the student council and the leaders. Then, can I judge from this sentence that you think your strength has surpassed the combined strength of all the leaders in the meeting?

If that's the case, you can go through a test. If you can defeat the combined strength of all the members in the meeting, I can declare as the head of the student council that you have the same rights as us. You will no longer take orders.

Hearing this, everyone's eyes lit up.

What a brilliant idea!

Was Zheng Fan powerful?

Of course he was.

However, would he be able to defeat the combined forces of the five grade leaders, two class leaders, and two student council leaders?

There was no point in discussing this question.

Anyone who could become the leader of Slytherin's grade was no weakling. As long as a Magus had talent, he would become a human-shaped weapon when he reached grade 5. Even Neville Longbottom could fight against people in the Ministry of Magic when he was a grade 5 Magus.

In order to fight against all the members of the Prefectural Council, one had to be at least one of the best among the advanced adepts, such as Snape, Professor McGonagall, and Flitwick. Apart from those three, no one else in the entire academy could do it!

As for Zheng Fan?

Everyone heaved a sigh of relief. Unless Zheng Fan's brain was flooded with water, he could only admit defeat in front of this condition.

James was also relieved. Seeing that Zheng Fan did not say anything, he cleared his throat and was ready to announce the end of the meeting. This meeting was too stressful. If he did not take a break, he would not be able to go to class the next day.

Zheng Fan's voice suddenly sounded.

James's face twitched.

"The condition is not a problem, but the reward is not proportional. If I'm stronger than all of you combined, why should I be on the same level as you?"

As he spoke, Zheng Fan stood up and looked coldly at everyone in the room.

"If I win, the meeting will no longer exist. There will only be one organization left in Slytherin, and that will be my team. All of you will become my followers for life!"

Billy took a deep breath and stood up as well.

Zheng Fan's words made him feel like his blood vessels were about to explode. Too hot, too hot!

What was domineering?

This was domineering!

At this moment, he did not even want to think about whether Zheng Fan could win or not. He only knew that no matter how crazy Zheng Fan was going to be, he, Billy, would follow him!

James sucked in a breath of cold air. He never thought that Zheng Fan would accept this condition.

The leaders of the student council were also stunned.

Flint's mouth was wide open at first, then he could not help but laugh.

Zheng Fan was courting death!

Who could be blamed for this?

He had to fight this battle!