Hogwarts, a Scholar Becomes a God

"Excuse me, is Clark Prewett in this room? I think..."

On the "frame time, frame time" train, a girl with beautiful blond hair poked her head through the opened door, but she was interrupted by a rough voice before she could continue.

"Enough is enough. Clark Prewett is indeed here, but he does not provide services such as chatting, autographing and group photos. Please don't bother us anymore."

Hermione strode to the door, blocking the girl's sight, "By the way, by the way, help to convey to your little friends, so that they don't come again."

After finishing speaking, with a bang, he slammed the door of the compartment, almost pinching the girl's nose.

Looking at the scene before them, Harry and Ron suppressed their smiles, their faces were very ugly, and their shoulders were shaking violently.

Hermione, who turned her head, was more like an angry lioness, who had learned Professor McGonagall's demeanor perfectly.

"Look at it, look at it, it's all good things you caused, this is the number one."

Obviously, they have gone through countless times of things like just now.

Clark sat on the window seat and shrugged helplessly.

Hey, there is no way, being handsome is a trouble, and this time he really understands the troubles of the readers.

Hermione sat back beside Clark angrily, folded her arms around her chest, and said nothing. Harry and Ron, who were on the opposite side, were also overwhelmed by her aura and dared not say a word.

The small carriage suddenly fell into silence, and Clark didn't want to attract firepower at this time, so he could only turn his head and look at the scenery outside the window.

It was a large area of ​​jungles and fields, as well as lakes and hills. Under the midsummer sun, they showed their vitality to the fullest.

Occasionally, they could pass the curved track and see the front of the red steam locomotive belching smoke, dragging sections of carriages, and speeding along the track.

Yes, they were sitting on the Hogwarts express train, ready to go back for the summer vacation.

"By the way, how are you going to spend this holiday?"

Hermione, who couldn't bear this silent atmosphere, was the first to speak after being quiet for a while.

Harry thought for a while,

A little bit disappointed and said: "I don't know, maybe I'm staying at my uncle and aunt's house, otherwise what else can happen, Professor McGonagall is unwilling to agree to my stay in school."

It seems that before the holiday, Harry approached Professor McGonagall several times about staying in school.

Ron heard Harry's answer at this time, and immediately said to him excitedly: "You can come to our house to play this summer vacation, you can all come, I will send an owl to invite you..."

Speaking of this, Ron hesitated for a while, and then added embarrassingly, "If you don't mind...after all, we have seven children in our family, you know...it's just a bit crowded..."

"I don't think I'll be able to go," Clark interrupted him. "Although I do miss Aunt Molly's fried sausage and apple pie very much, but I do have important things to do this summer vacation, so really I'm sorry."

Ron quickly waved his hand to indicate that it's okay, but Hermione asked curiously, "What's the matter? Was it arranged by Professor Dumbledore?"

Clark nodded.

"good."

After finishing speaking, there was no more information. Obviously, he didn't mean to reveal more information.

However, this time Hermione didn't continue to ask any further questions, she just rolled her eyes, and then talked about her own situation.

"I can't go either. Every year my parents take me on vacation, and this year should be no exception."

Ron immediately looked expectantly at Harry.

"I, oh, thank you, Ron," said Harry, "I do need something to look forward to, so if you invite me, I think I can go."

"Great!" Ron jumped up happily, "I think my parents will be very happy, and Ginny, she always asks about you in my heart, Ginny is my youngest younger sister."

A smile also appeared on Harry's face, but at this moment, there was a sudden knocking sound of "Bang, bang, bang".

"What noise?" Harry asked.

"Oh, I've had enough!"

Hermione stood up abruptly, she thought another girl was knocking on the door, but Clark grabbed her and pointed out the window.

Harry and the others turned their heads to look, and saw a gray object that went up and down outside the window glass, flickering in and out, and occasionally bumped into the glass.

It was an owl chasing the train. Obviously, it was the owl that made the knocking sound just now.

Clarke lowered the car window, and the owl immediately seized the opportunity to fly in, then dropped a letter in its claws on Hermione's lap, and then began to fly around in the car, obviously Very satisfied with the fact that I completed the task.

Hedway clicked his mouth, showing a noble dissatisfaction, while the crow Fujin closed his eyes and didn't even look at it, full of disdain for this childish behavior.

Only Ron's owl was jumping up and down in the cage, looking very excited.

Hermione picked up the envelope, found it was addressed to Clark, and held out her hand to him. He tore it open casually, glanced at the three curious people, and said with a smile, "It's from Charlie."

"What?" Ron was taken aback. "Why didn't he send it to me? I'm his own brother!"

Clark ignored his fuss and read directly:

"Dear cousin:

I have been thinking about what you said for a long time. The current situation in Romania is very complicated. The upheaval in the Muggle world has deeply affected the wizarding world, but it is not as thorough as the transformation of the Muggle world, so everything is chaotic.

Although I have a few Hogwarts alumni here, the wizards here are extremely xenophobic, and they don't let us intervene in many core tasks, just arrange some simple tasks for us, everyone Life is not very satisfactory.

So when you brought up that matter, I discussed it with my friends again, and it was unanimously decided that if Headmaster Dumbledore would pay us a salary, everyone would be willing to go home and work.

But the specific time will have to wait until after Christmas next year, when we get the qualification certificate of dragon breeders.

To be honest, I really miss my mother, but unfortunately this year, I am afraid that I will not be able to go home again. Please send my regards to her, my father and younger siblings.

Love you: Charlie Weasley. "

"Charlie is coming back?" Ron was taken aback.

Clark nodded, "That's right, didn't I say it before, after the Hogwarts dragon farm is established, it needs special personnel to maintain it. This is a good opportunity, so I wrote a letter to Charlie , tell him the situation here, and invite him back."

"Then my mother will be very happy!" Ron laughed so hard that the corners of his mouth could hardly be closed.

"Yeah!" Clark looked at the letter in his hand, "Away from home, how can it compare to home? If you can come back, you have to come back sooner."

At this time, the rapidly receding countryside and fields outside the car window became more and more verdant and tidy, and one or two Muggle towns could be seen from time to time.

This all implies that they are returning to a more modern civilized society.

Happy Holidays, here we come!