Hogwarts, a Scholar Becomes a God

"Hello, are you Mr. Granger?"

The flight attendant showed a standard smile. Seeing that Mr. Granger nodded, the smile on her face became more enthusiastic.

"Hello, it's like this. In order to thank you for your support to Air France, we specially provided an upgrade service for a few of you, and helped you and your family to upgrade to first class. Please come with me."

"Hey! Do you still have this service with Air France?"

Mr. Granger was taken aback for a moment, but the smile on the flight attendant's face remained unchanged, and she nodded, "Yes, congratulations, you are very lucky."

The opportunity was rare, and Mr. Granger naturally would not refuse it. With a smile on his face, he led his wife and daughter, followed the flight attendant, and walked forward.

While walking, Mrs. Granger asked him, "Why did you upgrade us to first class for no reason?"

Mr. Granger explained cleverly.

"It's okay, it's normal, think about it, it's less than two hours from London to Paris, in this case, who would book first class.

So I think there must be no one sitting in their first class, anyway, it is about to take off, and it is empty, so it is better to choose some passengers who seem to be capable from the business class to sit there, just as a publicity. "

The family of three stepped through the curtain between the business class and the first class, and immediately discovered the benefits of the capitalist society.

Unlike the business class they had stayed in before, this Air France first class was another luxurious experience.

Leather, suede, tweed fabrics, metal finishes... The four private suites in the sky are the combination of these things.

Each suite is separated by thick curtains, bedside lamps, TVs, sofas, and lockers are all available. Compared with the business class just now, it is as small as a storage room.

Even Hermione, who was in a depressed mood, exclaimed excitedly when she saw this scene, and sat down directly on the sofa.

The soft cushion made one feel like sitting on a cloud, and she discovered that the sofa could be folded down at any time, turning into a two-meter-long bed.

Even if the journey is interrupted, people can enjoy a flight journey in their sleep.

Mr. Granger's family happily chose a seat to sit down, and Hermione deliberately chose a middle seat.

Then, a one-on-one flight attendant immediately came forward to ask, and helped them pull out the side plate,

And hand them an exquisite menu for them to choose their lunch mix at noon today.

All of them are delicious dishes specially designed by the chefs of various well-known restaurants in France, and all the high-quality French ingredients are selected in season.

Just by looking at the name, you can tell that it is very delicious. Mr. Granger even saw the prestigious Aquitaine Sturia brand premium caviar on it, as well as various seafood and meat.

After choosing their favorite set meal, the flight attendants will naturally help them arrange exquisite white porcelain tableware and serve them fine wine made from the best grape varieties in France. Of course, as a child, Hermione couldn't enjoy this.

A series of delicacies came in one after another. The starter salad, foie gras, and caviar, the main course lobster, beef tenderloin, and roasted pigeon, as well as the ending dessert and soft drinks, whet the appetite.

Naturally, Hermione was no exception. He chose a dish of roast squab with licorice sauce, served with mango pineapple sauce and fried snow peas in olive oil.

The pigeon meat is roasted so that the skin is crispy, the meat is smooth, and the juice is full. It is served with a special sweet and sour sauce to appetize and relieve greasy. It is rich in layers and very delicious.

But just as she was happily enjoying this big meal in the sky, the curtain used to separate the side was pulled open with a "swipe".

A joking voice came from the seat next to Hermione, "How is it? The food in the first class, it tastes good."

The familiar voice made Hermione's eyes widen. She turned her head and saw that sitting next to her was Clark who had been looking for but couldn't find it.

"So you're hiding here!"

Hermione shouted happily, and Clark quickly put his fingers in front of his mouth, making a gesture of silence.

"Shh, keep your voice down, lest your father hear you."

Hermione nodded sensibly immediately, and complained to him again.

"I was looking for you just now, and I thought you were not on this flight."

Clark smiled and leaned lazily on the sofa.

"Passengers in the first-class cabin can directly take a special car to the apron, and board the plane in advance without waiting in line. Naturally, you won't be able to see me."

After he finished speaking, Hermione tasted the delicacy in her mouth, immediately came back to her senses, and looked at him suspiciously.

"Then... You were also responsible for the upgrade of our family?"

She just finished asking, when Mr. Granger, who was enjoying the delicious food in the aisle, just raised his head, and was about to pass a piece of beef to his daughter.

"Come on, baby, try this. This stewed beef cheek is really good. Compared with this, your mother's cooking is like a shoe sole."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the young man he met in the airport hall just now, sitting next to his daughter, chatting and laughing with her, and immediately exclaimed.

"Why are you here too!"

"Hi! Mr. Granger, we meet again." Clark waved his hand to greet him, and then explained.

"When I boarded the plane just now, I happened to see that you and I were on the same flight, and I happened to have something related to the school to talk to Hermione about.

You know that it is inconvenient for ordinary people to hear about our affairs, so I decided to upgrade the cabin for you. "

Mr. Granger blushed at Clark's words, his lips twitched, and it took him a long time to hold back a sentence, "That's so embarrassing, you are still a child, and this first class is not cheap, or I'd better pay you the difference."

Mr. Granger's heart was bleeding naturally. The first-class air ticket is much more expensive than the business class. Thinking about it, he suddenly felt that the beef cheek on the plate was not delicious, and the sofa under his butt was not good. Soft.

Fortunately, Clark naturally wouldn't ask him to pay to make up the price difference.

So Clark directly rejected him in a nonchalant tone.

"No need, Uncle, this is just a trivial matter. I have a Centurion Black Gold Card from American Express, and I can help my companions upgrade for free, so you don't have to worry about this matter, and you can enjoy this journey with peace of mind. Bar."

Mr. Granger waited to talk, Hermione hurriedly shouted: "Okay, Dad! Clarke and I still have serious things to talk about, so you can enjoy your lunch."

As she spoke, she closed the curtain in the middle with a "swipe", blocking her father's view.

"I've said everything I need to say, and I've invited you to have a meal in the first class. You should also tell me, how did you know I was going to France?"

Clark looked at Hermione and asked the doubts in his heart, and Hermione's eyes were full of complacency, like a brown-haired kitten who had stolen salted fish.