Hogwarts, a Scholar Becomes a God

Dumbledore has many titles in the wizarding world.

He is an old hero who defeated the first and second generations of Dark Lords, a powerful wizard, and a scholar full of wisdom who discovered the twelve uses of dragon blood.

But few people know, or in other words, few people have this image in their minds - Dumbledore is still a politician.

Yes, as far as the size of the British wizarding world is concerned, Dumbledore can only be regarded as a politician playing a balancing act, not a politician.

Perhaps he is very powerful in terms of combat prowess and research ability, but in terms of political science, especially global relations, he does not actually know much.

In addition, he is already very old, and his ability to learn new knowledge is no longer as good as when he was young. Faced with such a rapidly changing political situation in the international magic world, he can only rely on his own prestige, coupled with the old man's rich knowledge. The little bit of wisdom brought by the experience can barely be maintained.

And in the process, pig teammates like Fudge had better not hold him back.

This is why, when Clark was in first grade, he was sure that Albus Papermaker, Lord High School, and Headmaster Dumbledore would approve of the construction of a dragon farm.

It was also at the end of the second year that Dumbledore turned a blind eye and turned a blind eye to the many flaws in his explanation and plan.

Even when it comes to this year, when Clark helped Black, Dumbledore would pretend not to see it, and would even do his best to help.

In the final analysis, this is all because the opportunity of raising a dragon farm presented to Clark when he was in first grade gave him the fulcrum to leverage the situation in the entire UK and even the global wizarding community.

Because of this, they have the ability to receive part of the magic capital after the big furry bear fell, and can better win over the other two magic schools that belong to Europe, and can even weaken part of the MACUSA's strength in the global magic world.

Even if this fulcrum is still very fragile and small, it is always a hope.

Besides, Clark is still here, so this fulcrum will have the opportunity to continue to grow and develop.

Clark himself is also very proud of this situation that he has brought about.

As a time-traveler, how could he not cause something to happen? It was also impossible for him to embarrass the thousands of senior time-travelers.

It's just that everything in this world often affects the whole body, especially when interests are involved.

Clark had every reason to believe that this attack was definitely not planned by a certain person or group of people.

At least just looking at the "Klein bottle" that was consumed just now, and seeing the two originally opposite forces of science and magic being combined together, he thought of the magic machine he saw in the desert last summer. A, I thought of those Americans.

Cutting off someone's financial path is like killing one's parents, not to mention that it also involves a struggle for national power. No matter how small an issue is, it will be magnified infinitely.

Not to mention that this incident still happened under Dumbledore's hands. Compared to a joke made by a student, they were probably more convinced that this was actually Dumbledore's plan.

However, the previous dragon farm was just a plan on paper, so it faced little resistance. At best, the interest groups in the American wizarding world only instigated the compradors in the British wizarding world to solicit customers and secretly stumbling block.

But now that the dragon farm has been completed, and judging from the appearance, it is still impressive, and it will even prosper in the future. Some people may finally be unable to sit still.

Instructing werewolves to attack dragon farms, especially dragon parks, is indeed a very vicious move.

After all, those who come here for entertainment are usually parents with their children, and once these children are bitten by a werewolf, the negative impact will be huge.

The lighter one is that the dragon farm and fire dragon park will turn off the flames directly.

Can no longer operate normally.

More seriously, even Clark, who is in charge of this project, will be jointly and severally liable.

Regardless of the outcome, the dragon farm and a series of future plans will become empty talk.

So Clark must keep those werewolves out of the park, at least not to harm the children in Fire Dragon Park.

Fortunately, this kind of thing is just a secret conspiracy among various forces after all. The Magical Congress of the United States also needs to consider the opinions of established forces like the British Ministry of Magic.

This also resulted in them having many methods that were difficult to implement. In the end, they had no choice but to use remote control to command and arrange these werewolf forces hiding in the sewers to act as their thugs. They did not dare to send people to launch blatant attacks and bring things to light. Come up.

At most, it can only provide them with alchemy props like "Klein bottles" to support them.

"Hey! Those local dogs in front of you, what are you running for? Are you going to find your mother?"

Clark chased after those werewolves and used his taunting skills as soon as he opened his mouth. He used trash talk and psychic powers, and the effect was outstanding, instantly attracting the hatred of those guys.

"You brat, you're looking for death!"

The running werewolves immediately separated two of them to stay and deal with him, while the rest continued to rush towards the interior of the Fire Dragon Park.

In this case, Clark didn't know the clone technique, so he could only choose a quick fight. With a raised eyebrow, he rewarded the two of them with a [spiritual acupuncture].

"ah!"

The two werewolves rushed toward Clark menacingly. Who knew that as soon as their eyes met the kid's, they immediately felt that the other person's eyes were frighteningly bright, as if they were looking directly into the midday sun. Instantly, their eyes stung and tears flowed down. .

Not only that, the tingling feeling kept drilling into their brains, as if a red-hot steel needle had been driven hard along the eyeballs, and then stirred twice.

The severe pain made the two werewolves almost kneel down. Fortunately, they were indeed ruthless people who had been in the dark world, and the severe pain could not make them fall down.

During this process, Clark twitched his left hand on his waist, and a light blue rope shot out in an instant.

The activated rope, which has not been seen for a long time, finally appears again!

The rope as thick as a thumb snaked on the ground, as fast as lightning, and quickly approached the two werewolves.

These two guys also saw Clark's behavior, but the headache caused by [Psychic Acupuncture] made it difficult for them to think and slow to react.

They didn't react until the activation rope reached the feet of one of the werewolves.

"What the hell!"

The werewolf stepped on the head of the activated rope, but unexpectedly, when the head of the rope was stepped on, the tail of the rope suddenly bounced up.

The elastic rope extended upwards, wandered along the werewolf's thighs, and instantly wrapped around his waist, shoulders, elbows, and arms, tying them up tightly.

The werewolf is still struggling, but Clark's [Rope Art] skill has reached 50 points, and he can be considered a veteran.

The tough alchemy ropes are specially wrapped around his joints that are difficult to exert force, pulling each other. Let alone a werewolf who has not yet transformed, even a cow or a tiger has to lie there obediently and let others Slaughter.

The companion beside him recovered from the damage of [Psychic Needle] and reached out to pull the rope around him to help him out.

But he didn't expect that as soon as his hand touched it, the rope immediately grew longer and extended along his arm to his body.

Soon, this man also followed in the footsteps of his companion, and the two werewolves were tied together and fell on the grass, facing each other.

"Damn it, let us go!"

Looking at the two guys who were still confused about the situation, Clark had no intention of saying more to them. He just shook his right hand and the rope around their necks began to shrink violently.

The eyes of the two werewolves were angry at first, then frightened, and not long after, they turned into fear and pleading.

Clark remained unmoved. When facing the enemy, he had to be as cold as winter. He was not a saint who would not kill anyone. Since these guys dared to harm his good deeds, he did not mind ruthlessly attacking them.

As the ropes around their necks tightened and the oxygen supply weakened, the eyes of these werewolves eventually turned into despair and resentment, and then completely lost their luster and turned deathly gray.

Clark did not stop, and with one move of his hand, he retracted the activation rope, and then continued to chase the escaping werewolves.

But he was still a step slower. The werewolf running at the front had already broken through the door of a restaurant and rushed in.

"Damn!" Clark was anxious, but the distance between them was too far, completely beyond the range of his spells.

But at this moment, the werewolf who broke into the restaurant was pushed out by a huge red fireball at a faster speed.

The temperature of the fireball was so high that it ignited the werewolf's clothes and hair almost instantly. At the same time, the powerful thrust directly knocked him far away and pushed him to the street outside the restaurant.

Then it exploded, leaving stumps and scorch marks all over the place.

"Fireball! Hermione!" Clark almost exclaimed. This kind of energy-shaping magic that belongs exclusively to [Mage], in today's world, only Hermione can use it.

Sure enough, the next moment, a tall and well-proportioned little witch with chestnut hair, holding a heavy bronze book, calmly walked out of the door that was broken by the werewolf.

The remaining two werewolves were initially frightened by the tragic experience of their companions, and thought that a powerful wizard was hiding in the room. Unexpectedly, what came out was a little girl who was not yet an adult.

How much magic power can a little wizard of this age have? Maybe the powerful magic just now hollowed her out.

The two of them felt relieved, and their stagnant pace picked up again.

Unfortunately, they both tried to guess Hermione, but they guessed wrong. Just a month ago, Hermione had just been promoted to a level.

Name: Hermione Granger

Race: human

Attributes: Strength 9, Agility 9, Constitution 10, Intelligence 16, Perception 12, Charisma 12

Alignment: Absolutely neutral

Occupation: Level 6 Mage (0/2000)

Experience value: 300

Professional skills: Concentration 50, Occult Knowledge 46 (+10), Spell Recognition 47 (+13), Document Interpretation 22

Talent Template: Destined Protagonist, Good Teacher

Personal expertise: elemental affinity (professional expertise), learning is power (professional expertise), magical genius, photographic memory (intelligence +1), casting without materials, spell specialization (evocation system), spell penetration

Metamagic Feat: Spell Empowerment

Professional abilities: Summoning familiars, transcribing scrolls

Usable spell slots: 4 at level 0, 3 at level 1, 3 at level 2, and 2 at level 3

Upgrading to level 6, for professionals, the strength has been greatly improved.

Hermione added some of the attribute points she gained to her intelligence, pushing it up to 16 points, and also chose a [Spell Penetration] specialty. She was completely on the path of a violent output mage, and would never return. .

[Spell Penetration]: General expertise, your spells are powerful and can better penetrate tough skin and armor, wearing away the enemy's spell resistance.

It was precisely thanks to this expertise that Hermione was able to kill the dark creature - the werewolf, which was not weak in magic resistance - with a single shot into the soul and a three-ring fireball.

Not only that, but what the two werewolves guessed about Hermione not having the ability to cast spells was not true either.

After she reached level 6, not only did her magic power increase, but one third-level spell slot was also added, so in addition to the fireball she just used, Hermione could also cast another third-level spell.

So she didn't panic, facing the two charging enemies, she opened the magic book slowly, and then when the enemies rushed forward and were only three or four meters away from her, she finished reciting the spell and faced her. He stamped his feet on the ground.

As she cast the spell, a circle of light blue ice waves with crystal fragments spread out in all directions with her as the center.

The two closest werewolves were the first to bear the brunt and were enveloped by the ice wave before they had time to react.

The body was covered with snow-white frost at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it stood motionless, turning into an ice sculpture. Only the pair of eyes could still rotate slowly.

The third-ring spell of the evocation system——[Ice Explosion]!

This spell can burst out a freezing air impact with a radius of 10 meters, causing freezing damage to targets within the range, reducing the speed of the opponent, and pushing the opponent away. It is considered a group control spell, and the damage is actually not high.

But in Hermione's hands, relying on her powerful spell control and calm courage, she directly reduced the attack range and impact of the spell.

The exchange is lower temperature and stronger control over the enemy.

Of course, just this, although it can freeze werewolves, it is still a little short of killing them.

So Hermione continued to cast the spell without stopping. This time, two silver-white lightning beams burst out directly from her hands, like spears in the hands of Zeus, the King of Gods, and directly bombarded the two ice sculptures. .

The second-level spell of the plasticity system——[Electric Spark]

The extremely cold low temperature reduced the resistance, allowing the power of the two lightning beams to be poured onto the two werewolves. The power was definitely not inferior to ordinary three-ring spells.