Hogwarts, a Scholar Becomes a God

At night in the Gryffindor Tower, in the spacious and warm lounge, it was rare for the little wizards to get together, and it seemed very deserted.

Because on the first day of school, Hogwarts courses are scheduled very slowly, and they have almost forgotten the content taught by the teacher during the summer vacation, so it is very headache to start class. Went to bed.

Clark nestled on the soft orange sofa, quietly reading his book, and when the twelve o'clock bell rang, he looked up again, and there was no one else in the lounge.

A sound of trivial footsteps came from the stairs, Clark followed the sound and found that it was the Weasley twin brothers who came.

"Clark, why did you call us here in the middle of the night? Is it because of the magic card?" George was the most impatient, and asked as soon as he saw him.

Fred also followed his words and said, "Didn't you already agree to hand over the agency rights of magic cards in Hogwarts to us? Don't you want to go back on your word?"

Clark looked at the excited twin brothers and waved his hands to tell them not to worry.

"Don't worry, the two of you are my cousins. Since I promised you, I won't break my promise. This is why I called you here today."

As he said that, he looked towards the stairs again, "But don't worry for now, I have a plan on how to sell magic cards, let's wait for others first."

"Who else are you waiting for?" the twin brothers said impatiently.

At this time, footsteps were heard from the stairs in the girls' dormitory, and Hermione appeared in front of them.

The two sides looked at each other curiously, and then turned their gazes to Clark.

"What are you doing sneaking around at night? Couldn't it be preparing for a night excursion?" Hermione put her arms around her chest, pretending to be impatient and said.

"I ran out of the dormitory secretly. If they don't see me going back later, they don't know what they will say."

Clark didn't keep them waiting any longer, he took out a suitcase and put it under his feet.

Hermione recognized it immediately. It was the suitcase that Clark used on the train.

With the opening of the suitcase, a deep step appeared in front of them. Clark didn't say anything, just stretched his legs and walked down.

The Weasley brothers didn't hesitate. As Clark's cousins, they had seen this magic suitcase before they found it.

followed directly behind him.

And Hermione looked at the deep hole, hesitated for a moment, but couldn't hold back her curiosity, stretched out her foot cautiously, and took the first step.

Regardless of the small size of this suitcase, the area of ​​the hole is also small.

But when Hermione stretched her feet over and stepped on the first step, she found that the hole that had been enchanted with space magic felt like it was constantly expanding.

So she easily followed the steps and squeezed the whole person into the suitcase.

The moment she walked down the steps, Hermione was shocked by the sight in front of her. She had guessed that there would be something hidden in this suitcase, but she didn't expect that there was a mansion hidden in this suitcase.

Yes, the spacious living room in front of you, the high-grade walnut floor, the exquisite ceiling and crystal lamps, the large sofa, the small bar and the open kitchen, the high-end with modern simplicity, let Hermione have a moment, It felt like I wasn't walking into a suitcase, but that I was back in summer vacation, following my father to visit his friend's lake house.

"This is amazing!" Hermione couldn't help admiring.

At this time, Clark and the others were already sitting on the high-end leather sofa. George looked at her with a smile, "Yeah, when we first came in, we had the same reaction as you. I have to say that Clark's taste is really good. When we have money in the future, we will build a house like this."

Fred continued his words and said: "Of course, the premise is that our cousin is willing to take us to make a fortune and give us the campus agency rights of the magic card."

With that said, the two of them looked at Clark who was calmly drinking hot milk.

In fact, it’s not that the two of them never thought of making a pirated game of the same kind, such as replacing the cards with pawns that have activated the transformation technique. However, the idea just came up, and they were suppressed by them. They are relatives, so it is not possible to do that for a little money.

Hermione sat on the sofa opposite Clark.

"Tea, coffee, milk, or hot cocoa?" Clark asked thoughtfully.

"I'm going to bed later, let's have a glass of milk." Hermione answered him.

Clark snapped his fingers, "Barry, bring this beautiful lady a cup of hot milk."

With a slight crackling sound, a cup of steaming milk appeared on the coffee table in front of Hermione.

"Please take it easy, ma'am."

The house elf in a small butler uniform leaned slightly, performed a standard courtesy to Hermione, turned around and returned to the bar.

"Barry is our house-elf who has worked in my family for generations."

Clark noticed Hermione's curious gaze, explained something, and then said, "I called you here today because I have something important to discuss with you."

With that said, he stood up.

There are four doors around the living room, and the signs on them say "storage room", "alchemy room", "studio" and "lounge".

Clark led them to the third door, and as the handle was unscrewed, in the center of the studio, a black, complicated and mysterious big guy appeared in front of them.

"What is this?" George curiously walked to the side of this big guy, and found that it had a rough and complex mechanical structure, and some key parts were inlaid with silver-white silk threads and golden forged magic runes.

Hermione smelled the smell of ink coming out of the machine, and roughly guessed what it was, and asked a little uncertainly, "Could it be..."

"Yes, this is a magic printing machine." Clark confirmed Hermione's guess, "Our family's printing factory has recently purchased a batch of new magic printing machines from the United States, so I will give the eliminated one to Got it over."

"A magic printing machine! What are you bringing this thing to school for?" George raised his voice and looked at him in surprise.

But before Clark could answer, Fred expressed his opinion first, "What else can this thing be used for? Of course it's used to print magic cards. Otherwise, would you draw them one by one by hand?"

"That's not true," Clark shook his head. "This magic printing press doesn't have enough clarity. I brought it here to make a newspaper."