Hogwarts, a Scholar Becomes a God

"It's not about money!" Ron said to Clark angrily.

The golden Garen pressed on the authorization letter, emitting a charming light, which involuntarily softened his tone a lot.

You know, since he was a child, he has never had so much pocket money.

As a cousin, Clark naturally sensed Ron's wavering through his tone.

"Add two more Galleons, but we have to cooperate with our interview and talk about your feelings and reflections on this incident."

Ron opened his mouth, wanting to refuse, but with the addition of the other two Galleons, he only felt that his tongue was glued to his jaw.

Clark smiled.

"Please, Ron, as your cousin, am I going to hurt you?

Come on, sign this agreement, seven galleons is just enough to buy you a new wand.

Thinking about your recent problems in class, I really doubt that one day, that piece of wood will reverse the spell and send you to St. Mungo's Hospital. "

Ron swallowed, and Clark knew that he was tempted now, but he still couldn't get past the level of others' comments. After all, there were other students in the lounge, and his aggressive appearance just now was all seen.

Fortunately, someone helped him out of the siege at this time. George stood up and pressed Ron's shoulder to persuade him, "It's not worth it, Ron. It's only seven Galleons. Let me replace you, I Don't be afraid to lose face."

"I sign!"

Ron picked up the Gold Gallon with a swipe, and at the same time held the quill in his hand, and quickly signed the authorization letter.

While signing, he comforted himself in his heart, "It's not that I'm greedy for money, it's just that the other party gave too much."

Seeing that the turmoil subsided under Clark's operation, the Gryffindor students gathered around all dispersed.

However, the incident just now left a deep impression on them. Some young wizards gathered together, still talking about the seven gold Galleons.

For these little wizards, this money is already a huge sum of money. They didn't laugh at Ron at all, but began to envy him.

Clark sighed in his heart how money alienated people, making people abandon etiquette and shame, and at the same time he was satisfied with the effect of his daughter.

Presumably tonight,

Most students should know that a second-year wizard earned seven Galleons just by relying on a piece of news.

At this moment, George and Fred suddenly approached Clark, looking at him with bright eyes, which startled him.

"We can also provide news materials."

"The authorization signing fee is not seven Galleons."

"Four Galleons!"

"Three Galleons!"

"As long as we give money, we can make news even if there is no news."

The twin brothers sang together, as if talking about cross talk, which made Hermione laugh out loud, and the unhappiness caused by Ron just now disappeared.

Clark looked at them and cursed with a smile, "Get the hell out of here."

The two guys packed up the posters and left in a hurry.

At this moment Clark looked at Hermione and began to educate her about today's matter.

"In the future, if you encounter this kind of thing, don't force it. We are an organized and related campus group. We need to talk about ways to do things. Like today, it can be solved with a little money, so don't intensify the conflict."

Hermione nodded, taking the words to heart.

"Just right, I was planning to find you just now," Clark looked at the schedule, "Tomorrow happens to be a Defense Against the Dark Arts class, please cooperate with me. Now that the content of the school magazine is almost done, we should also invite you The editor-in-chief is in place."

The next day, Defense Against the Dark Arts class started as scheduled.

Since the catastrophic incident with the elves in the first class, Professor Lockhart has decided not to bring living creatures into the classroom again, even with Clarke helping him out.

This made Clark praise his decision, but it also made some young wizards who hadn't experienced the practical class complain.

But Lockhart was just arrogant, not really stupid, he knew what he was good at.

So in today's Defense Against the Dark Arts class, he chose to read large sections of the books he wrote to the students.

"In the dark night sky, there was a full moon, under the bright moonlight, she sang in a low voice, it was a beautiful tune that I had never heard before.

I hid in the grass, feeling like I was wrapped in soft velvet, and I smelled a rich fragrance in my nose.

This made me unable to move, I couldn't even move a little finger, I could only watch the boy named Jack walk towards the female ghost Ruth bathed in the moonlight..."

After reading this, Lockhart looked up at the students below, "I need two people to play the female ghost Ruth and the young Jack. Is there anyone willing?"

Little wizards, look at me, I look at you, thank you for not being sensitive to such a shameful thing.

They already knew from other academies how mentally handicapped this kind of behavior was.

Lockhart began to scan, and every little wizard avoided his gaze, bowed their heads and said nothing.

Finally, his eyes fell on Harry, which made Harry feel the urge to pee.

Fortunately, at this moment, Hermione raised her hand first, followed by Clark.

"Ah, that's great, Miss Granger, Mr. Prewett, please come to the podium." Lockhart looked at Harry in disappointment, and invited Clark and the two of them.

They went up to the podium, with Hermione playing Rose, the singing ghost, and Clark playing Jack, the bewitched boy.

"The boy had an obsessed look on his face, while the female ghost continued to sing a sad tune. I could even hear a trace of nostalgia and regret from it."

Standing there, Hermione actually sang it. It was a popular song in the Muggle world, and it was equally sad and moving.

This was the first time for Clark to hear Hermione sing. He didn't expect her to sing so well, and he immediately showed a state of obsession.

Lockhart was very satisfied with their performance, and continued to read: "...Unfortunately, a dark cloud soon covered the moon, and without the moonlight shining with magic power, the voice of the female ghost chanting stopped abruptly, and the face recovered. looking sluggish..."

Hermione stopped singing in cooperation, with a bewildered expression on her face first, then turned her gaze to Clark, and began to show a fierce look in her eyes, waving her arms and pounced on him.

"...The female ghost rushed towards Jack, but the young man who was confused by the voice, not only did not turn around and run away, but even took the initiative to meet him..."

At this time, the little wizards in the audience, who were going to watch Clark and his jokes, were already moved by their performance and wonderful story, and they were all immersed in it, worried about the danger that Jack would face.