Hogwarts, a Scholar Becomes a God

Hogwarts, masters become gods

"Hey, what's the name of that trick you used on the Quidditch pitch today?"

At dinner, at the long table in Gryffindor, Clark and Bruce's reunion happened here.

He also didn't expect that the resilience of this American transfer student would be so strong.

You know, in order to knock this guy down, he spent a full 4 points of mental energy.

"Hey, can I ask you something?"

This rude American red-necked man spoke with a Texas accent, and his voice was loud, which immediately attracted the attention of other students on the Gryffindor long table, causing them to look sideways frequently.

"First of all, I am not called 'Hi'. I have a name. You should call me Prewett or Mr. Prewett. Besides, I am not obliged to satisfy your curiosity. I am not your teacher."

Clark scooped up a spoonful of mashed potatoes covered in gravy and put it into his mouth, speaking bluntly.

However, he still underestimated the shamelessness of the other party. Facing Clark's cold eyes, Bruce still had a hippie smile on his face.

"Oh, it's so cool to be called Mr. Prewett. I remember your name is Clark Prewett, so I'll call you Clark."

The muscles at the corner of Clark's mouth twitched. He told himself to calm down and not be as knowledgeable as a bastard, but Hermione next to him was infected by his rascal spirit, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

With Hermione's laughter, Bruce was even more proud, and turned his head to wink at her, which displeased Clark even more.

But his unrestrained spirit was quite popular with Gryffindor students. Even George and Fred, who had clashed with him in the afternoon, greeted him warmly.

"Oh, we don't know each other anymore, let's just talk about it as a friend." Bruce said to Clark after saying hello, "Your name is Clark, I'm Bruce, and we both have a mother." , the name is 'Martha', this is fate."

At this moment, even Harry who was sitting on the side had to cover his mouth, suppress a smile, and violently twitch his shoulders.

Ron, who was sitting across from them, was no longer snotting his nose. After hearing Bruce's words, he was the only one who looked at Clark with a confused expression, "When did Aunt Jill change her name, why didn't I know?"

Clark's mother was named Jill Prewett. Ron had seen her when he was a child and got a broomstick toy, so he had a deep impression on her.

Hermione couldn't breathe from laughing at the side. Seeing Ron's appearance, she quickly explained to him the superhero comics in the Muggle world, as well as the Superman and Batman in them, which made him listen with gusto.

And in order to get rid of this incomprehensible Yankee earlier, Clark had to insert a spoon into the mashed potatoes.

"Since you want to make friends, let me ask you first, what tricks did you use to expand your muscles on the court today, why didn't you use wands and spells?"

Facing Clark's question, Bruce didn't hide it, and told him very generously.

"That's not a magic spell, but an alchemy capsule—a steroid hormone, a magic potion similar to adrenal hormones and androgen. It can stimulate muscle growth and increase blood oxygen content, and temporarily enhance the body's fitness."

"Is it the same steroid poison that Bane used?" Of course Harry had read his cousin's superhero comics and knew of Batman's old nemesis.

"Hey, do you British wizards read American Muggle comics?"

Bruce asked a question, and replied without waiting for Harry to speak.

"That's right, it's similar to that, but this is a magical transformation potion invented by Dr. Hyde. It has better effects. Of course, the side effects are also greater. Only wizards can use it."

As he said that, he began to complain about the Potions class at Hogwarts very familiarly.

"Honestly speaking, compared with our Potions class in Ilvermorny, you seem to be stuck in the Middle Ages, and all you use are old-fashioned balances, not to mention low precision.

They don't even have thermometers and electric stoves. Now who makes potions and uses magic spells to adjust the temperature. "

Clark nodded subconsciously, deeply agreeing with his complaint. Snape is indeed a master of potions, but as a wizard, he still has his limitations.

But the next moment, he realized that the other party was talking about Hogwarts, so he coughed and argued.

"You can't say that. The world of magic is extensive and profound, and the old-fashioned medicine refining technology also has its good side. What we should do is to learn from each other's strengths instead of blindly denying it."

Bruce curled his lips, disapproving of his words, but the debate between old and new potions is too big to talk about, just like traditional Chinese medicine and western medicine, the debate will not be finished in a short time.

So he simply gave up the topic, "Speaking of which, I have already answered your question, so what about my question?"

As the saying goes, reciprocate, since the other party is so sincere, Clark will naturally not regret it.

"I use Huaxia's kung fu—acupuncture!"

"Oh, is it the Chinese Kung Fu used by Jack Chen?" Bruce shouted excitedly.

Clark glanced at him, but he didn't expect that he, an American wizard, would know Kung Fu stars in the Muggle world.

But think again, this is still the 1990s, when Jack Chen, as an international kung fu superstar, was at the height of his fame in Hollywood.

Of course, what he used would not be real acupoint acupuncture, it was just the effect of the mixed use of the two psychic powers [Spiritual Acupuncture] and [False Feeling].

This is also the inspiration he got from the hypnotic suggestion of psychology. You must know that people's senses often figure it out.

For a hypnotist, apart from words, an action, a sound, or even a picture can make people fall into a hypnotized state.

According to this principle, Clark found another way at that time, using the tactile sensation of the enemy as a medium to release [Spiritual Acupuncture] to stimulate the opponent's acupoints.

Then use [False Sensation] to disturb the bioelectricity in the enemy's body, making its muscles twitch and contract, causing the whole body to cramp and immobilize.

These secrets involving Clark's psychic powers, he naturally would not tell Bruce.

And Bruce didn't know whether he was really stupid or pretending to be stupid. Anyway, he didn't question Clark's answer.

Even under Clark's puzzled eyes, he took the initiative to explain his affairs.

"I am an orphan, and I was adopted by No-Maj parents since I was a child, so I especially like watching Kung Fu movies in the No-Maj world. Jack Chen and Bruce Lee are both my idols, and my name was changed because of them."

"Sorry." Clark said in a low voice, but his tone softened.

Perhaps it was because the two had similar backgrounds, they were both orphans without father and mother, or maybe it was because of their sympathy after a battle, anyway, the conversation between them also began to return to normal.

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