Hogwarts, a Scholar Becomes a God - Vol 7 Chapter 54

When Harry and Clark finished greeting and turned around, only to find that Ron was gone.

“He was here just now!” said Harry.

Clark seemed to see something and smiled, “It seems that my little cousin has an opinion on me.”

“Have an opinion, why?” Harry was very puzzled.

“Well, Harry, don’t you understand?” Hermione said aside. “He’s jealous!”

“Jealous?” Harry asked in disbelief. “Jealous for what? Just because Clark became a warrior at Hogwarts?”

“Think about it,” Hermione said patiently. “You know, it’s always you and Clark who gets everyone’s attention, and he’s always been the little transparency around you.”

“It’s not us…”

Seeing Harry’s mouth open angrily, Hermione hurriedly added, “I know you and Clark aren’t after this…but—how do you say that—”

“Because he had to compete with many older brothers since he was a child.” Clark continued her words.

“As the latest born boy, he has several older brothers and only one younger sister.

It can be said that Aunt Molly and Uncle Arthur cared the least for him of the children.

And after going to school at Hogwarts, although you became his best friend, every time someone saw you, he was ignored.

He endured it silently, never saying a word.

Now it seems that the fact that I became a Hogwarts warrior just happened to make him intolerable and became the last straw that broke the camel’s back. ”

Harry was speechless, even finding it a little funny.

“Fine, that’s great. Tell him for me that I can switch with him whenever he wants… Wherever I go, people stare at my forehead stupidly…”

Clark had to pat him on the shoulder, “Okay, he’s also a child’s temper tantrum. After a while, he’ll figure it out.”

When a few people came to the auditorium, they saw Ron sitting at the table eating alone. Clark and a few people walked over. However, this guy quickly cleaned the food on the plate and walked away very proudly. .

“This guy!” Clark could only shake his head with a smile.

However, Ron’s performance was not an isolated case.

How much praise a person bears, often how much slander he bears.

Clark thinks that with his strength and the reputation he has accumulated over the past few years, it will make it easier for everyone to get used to him as a warrior.

However, the next day, he realized that he was very wrong.

Although he has indeed gained a lot of fans from lower grades, there are still some people in other colleges who are not convinced by him.

And among them, the most hostile to him turned out to be Hufflepuff, who had always had the best relationship with Gryffindor.

A single herbal class will suffice to demonstrate this.

Clearly, the Hufflepuffs felt that Clark had stolen the glory of their warriors.

Since Hufflepuff House rarely gets any glory – they are most excited when Cedric has the potential to become a Hogwarts warrior.

Of course these people don’t know that in the original book, Cedric sacrificed his young life for this after he became a warrior.

They just stubbornly believed that Clark’s method of becoming a Hogwarts warrior was not honorable.

After all, he still has the identity of the Hogwarts school director, and this selection is likely to be a black box operation.

For this reason, the atmosphere in the herbal medicine class was extremely strange and depressing.

And aside from this little unpleasantness, everything else is pretty good.

In Hagrid’s Fantastic Beasts class, the Slytherin students didn’t reject Clark much.

Of course, they didn’t have a good relationship with Gryffindor before, and it couldn’t go any further.

And they didn’t like Bruce, an American transfer student, either.

“Ah, look, folks, that’s what Infalmorny’s warriors are.”

When Clark and the others came to Hagrid’s cabin, they just heard Malfoy talking to Crabbe and Goyle with a smile.

“Do you have the book he signed? Better get him to sign it, I suspect he won’t be here long… Half of the warriors in the Triwizard Tournament are dead…”

Bruce didn’t react to Malfoy’s sarcasm. It seems that everything the other party said has nothing to do with him.

Malfoy also noticed Clark’s arrival at this time. He originally wanted to sneer, but under Clark’s dangerous gaze, he resolutely chose to follow his heart.

Compared with these two colleges, Ravenclaw’s classmates have a very good attitude towards him.

Although he is not as sought after by Gryffindor students, Ravenclaw students greet Clark with a smile and cheer him on whenever they meet him on the road.

In the magic class that taught the Flying Curse, Professor Flitwick praised him even more, and Clark was almost embarrassed by his praise.

—In class just now, he used his mental power to make everything in the classroom swish towards him, as if he were a magnet, attracting blackboard erasers, wastebaskets, and moon palace pictures.

But not all teachers treat him so well.

All the little Gryffindor wizards shuddered that afternoon with two consecutive Potions lessons.

Being locked in the basement for a full hour and a half, with Snape and the Slytherins, was simply

A painful ordeal.

Clark was naturally among the students in the class, but he felt fine.

After all, he had already memorized what Snape was going to teach, and he didn’t find it difficult.

Snape seemed to understand that too.

“The Dream Team should be disbanded!”

He said cryptically, and then took Clark and the three apart.

“Mr. Prewett, you and Wes are in a group.

Harry Potter, I think Longbottom needs your help even more.

As for you, Miss Know-it-all, maybe you can sit with Pansy. ”

The three of them had no choice but to pack their things and change their seats.

“An antidote!”

Satisfied Snape stood on the podium and said, looking around the class with an unpleasant gleam in his icy black eyes.

“You should have your recipes ready now. I ask you to boil them carefully, and then we’ll pick someone to try…”

Snape glanced around the classroom, everyone subconsciously avoiding his dangerous gaze.

In the end, only Clark met his eyes, and they met without fear.

This situation was naturally regarded by Snape as a provocation, but before he could continue to figure out how to fix Clark, the door of the basement was knocked on.

Snape waved, and the classroom door opened to Colin Creevey.

He dodged sideways into the classroom, smiled at Clark, and walked towards Snape’s podium at the front of the room.

“What?” Snape asked impatiently.

“I’m sorry, sir, but I’m taking Clark Prewett upstairs.”

Snape looked down at Colin from his hooked nose, and the smile hardened on Colin’s eager face.

“Prewett has an hour-long Potions class,” Snape said coldly. “He’ll go upstairs after class.”

Colin hesitated.

“Sir-sir, Mr. Bagman wants him to go,” he tried to keep his tone calm, “all the warriors go…”

“Fine, fine,” snapped Snape. “Prewett, leave your stuff here, I want you to come back later and try your antidote.”

“Sorry, sir—he had to take his stuff,” Clark was sure Colin was lying. “All warriors—”

“Very good!” said Snape. “Prewett—get your bag and get out of my sight!”

Clark smiled and threw his bag over his shoulder, stood up, and walked out of the potions basement door with Colin.

“That’s amazing, isn’t it, Clark?” Colin said impatiently as they walked out of the classroom and closed the door. “Isn’t it? You’re a warrior! I’ve always thought you were the only warrior in the whole of Hogwarts.”

“That’s not true,” Clark smiled and waved his hand. “As long as you have the courage, everyone is their own warrior.”

The two walked together towards the steps leading to the foyer. “Why are they taking pictures, Colin?”

“Probably published in the Daily Prophet! By the way, Ginny said, the school magazine is also planning to arrange interviews with the warriors and make a special report.”

“Fantastic,” Clark praised. “Looks like she’s getting used to being an associate editor.”

“Yeah, by the way, good luck!” Colin said, when they were outside the room.

Clark knocked on the door and walked in.

This is a smaller classroom, and most desks have been pushed to the back of the room, leaving a large space in the middle.

But there were three desks facing each other, in front of the blackboard, covered with a long piece of velvet.

Behind the velvet-covered desks were five chairs, one of which sat Ludo Bagman, who was conversing with a witch in a magenta robe.

Viktor Klum was as sullen as usual, standing in a corner, not speaking to anyone.

Bruce was talking to Furong uncharacteristically. Furong looked very happy and was shaking his head and his hair from time to time, making his long silver hair flash with a dazzling luster.

A man with a big belly was holding a large black camera with a slight smoke in his hand, and was watching Hibiscus out of the corner of his eye.

Bagman suddenly saw Clark, stood up quickly, and jumped forward.

“Ah, here he is! The third warrior! Come in, Clark, come in… nothing to worry about, just the wand-testing ceremony, the other umpires will be here soon—”

“Detection wand?” Clark asked.

“We have to check that your wands are fully functional and in good condition, because in future events the wand is your most important piece of equipment,” Bagman explained.

“The expert is upstairs, with Dumbledore. After the examination, a few pictures, this is Rita Skeeter,” he said, pointing to the magenta-robed witch. ” She is doing…”

Before Bagman’s words were finished, Rita Skeeter took the initiative to stand up, walked in front of Clark, and said humbly with a hint of flattery.

“Mr. Prewett, I didn’t expect to meet you here.

Ah, look at my memory, they say you are the warrior of the Triwizard Tournament, and I think you are the only one who deserves this honor in the whole of Hogwarts. ”

Clark looked at the red-robed witch in front of her. She wore a pair of thick bejeweled glasses and her hair had been twisted into delicate, stiff, and oddly wavy curls that matched her big-chinned face. , looks very awkward.

“I didn’t expect that today it was you, a big reporter, who came to interview. It seems that I can also make a front page headline.”

Clark smiled and stretched out her right hand, and Rita Skeeter quickly released the alligator leather handbag she was holding and took the initiative to hold it.

“Where, Mr. Prewett, if you want to be on the front page, it’s not a matter of minutes.”

Her fingers were thick and fat, with nails two inches long and painted red.

But it didn’t delay, she held Clark’s hand tightly, as if this was a rare opportunity that she must seize.

Bagman was stunned by the scene in front of him, the first time he had ever seen a woman Rita Skeeter treat someone like that.

You know, as the director of the Ministry of Magic’s sports department, he has a lot of dealings with Rita Skeeter, a media practitioner.

In his image, the leading reporter of the Daily Prophet has always been “troublesome”.

Yes, it is troublesome.

This old woman relied on her own pen, and her attitude was very arrogant. If there was anything that went wrong, she took out her broken quill and scribbled.

It happens that this guy has many readers and fans, and those wizard aunts like to read the content she wrote.

“Can I have a few words with Mr. Prewett before we start?” Rita Skeeter said suddenly, seeming to feel that Bagman was a little annoying, “Youngest warrior, you know . . . Add some color to the article. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com”

“No problem!” Bagman didn’t seem to want to spend much time with the old woman, so he responded loudly, “Just—I wonder if Clark objected?”

Rita Skeeter hurriedly shifted her gaze to Clark’s face again, “Mr. Prewett…”

“I think I can still spare a few minutes.” Clark said reservedly.

“Excellent,” said Rita Skeeter happily, flushing with excitement.

She bowed her head, stretched out her hand, and brought Clark to the table beside her.

“I’ve actually wanted to interview you for a long time, Mr. Prewett,” Rita Skeeter slumped on an old chair, swaying as if she might fall off at any moment, “I could call you Clark. ?”

With that said, before Clark could agree, she opened her alligator leather handbag and took out her quill from it.

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