Hogwarts, a Scholar Becomes a God

History, what is history?

Is it something that is real and happened in the long past?

Or is it the story that is passed down orally and recorded on clay tablets, tree bark, bamboo slips, and white paper?

In the eyes of different people, history is also different. It has both objective existence and people's subjective cognition.

This means that it is difficult for you to have an accurate, clear and accurate understanding of history.

If you can't even confirm the authenticity of the "history" you know, then how can you be sure that the "fixed timeline" you know is correct?

And if the existence of a "fixed timeline" cannot be absolutely confirmed, wouldn't it become a joke that the so-called history is unique and cannot be changed?

Therefore, Clark believes that this so-called "fixed timeline" and "sacred timeline" may not be called lines.

Its essential existence should be a higher-dimensional probability aggregate involving time. If we want to describe it more accurately, perhaps it should be called a "fixed time bundle" or a "sacred time bundle."

Those "time bundles" are more maneuverable than we imagine.

In the ocean of time, the development of history is made up of endless possibilities. Everyone who exists in history is both a participant and an observer.

As these observers watch, endless probabilities collapse into the bundle of time we know.

The more observers there are, the more the event collapses, and the more certain its outcome may be.

And if there are fewer or even no observers, then the possible developments of this matter will be more scattered, which means that there are countless possibilities for this matter.

If we look at this theory, then there are many things that can be manipulated about Hermione's "history".

Clark remembered a saying he had heard before, "History is a well-behaved little girl. She obediently lets us paint and dress her up."

This sentence may be a bit too arbitrary, but it just pointed out a clear way for Clark.

He confidently directed Norbert to descend into the forest,

Then he took out the time turner and found that there were only a few scattered golden sand grains left in his time turner.

Fortunately, Hermione's time-turner was also on him. Clark took out the hourglass from his pocket, hesitated for a while, and finally turned the time-turner resolutely.

He knew that the backtracking time he had accumulated using the time turner had expired.

Judging from the strange visions that occurred during his third time travel, he may be in danger every moment he uses the time turner.

Just thinking of the injured Hermione, Clark finally made up his mind.

But before that, there is one more thing that needs to be resolved.

"Allocate 4,000 experience points to the [Psychic] profession!"

【Ding! Your Psion profession is raised to level 9]

【Ding! You gain 25 (2+Intelligence 18+5) skill points]

【Ding! You have obtained an additional feat, please choose yourself]

【Ding! Your optional "psionic power" level is increased to 5, quantity +2, psionic pool expanded, current psionic power: 92 points]

[Psion] After reaching level 9, Clark gained 25 skill points, an additional feat, and two new level 5 psychic powers.

He added all his skill points to the [Bluff] skill, pushing it up to 76 points, and then chose a [Energy Specialization (Self-Shaping)] feat.

[Energy Specialization (Self-Shaping System)]: Professional expertise, on the path of a psion, you gain the talent to get involved in other energy systems through analogy, and you can choose to learn the abilities of other energy systems. Special: You can select this feat repeatedly, and its effects do not stack. Each time you select it, you need to select a new energy system to take effect.

After possessing this feat, Clark can choose other psychic powers when upgrading without spending additional experience points.

The two new level 5 psychic powers Clark chose are [Advanced Dominance] and [Super State Change (Self-Shaping System)].

Among them, [Advanced Control Technique] is an upgraded version of the level 4 psychic power [Domination Technique]. Not only does the casting distance have a longer range, but the effect is also stronger. It can even directly bypass the enemy's consciousness and control the opponent's body, truly achieving a Just a thought makes the enemy stop breathing.

As for [Super State Change (Self-Shaping System)], that is the core of his next plan.

[Super state change (self-shaping system)]: Level 5 power, consuming 9 points of spiritual energy, and 1 point of spiritual energy per hour thereafter. A powerful mind allows you to control every aspect of your body, even deep into your muscles, bones, skin and even internal organs. With this kind of control, you can transform into any person or animal at will, and possess some of the characteristics of that person or animal, such as flying or diving.

Clark followed the knowledge transferred from the skill and raised his right hand. Soon, the skin of his right hand began to become hard and rough, with light green scales sprouting out, turning into a reptile's claw.

Then in an instant, these scales stretched and lengthened, turning into emerald green feathers, and Clark's right hand turned into a bird wing.

Clark nodded with satisfaction after trying his best. Now he looked at the system panel and saw that his current attributes are as follows:

Name: Clark Prewett

Race: Human/? ? ?

Attributes: Strength 8, Agility 9, Constitution 10, Intelligence 18, Perception 12, Charisma 16

Alignment: Absolutely neutral

Occupation: Level 9 Psion·Telepath (0/8000)

Experience points: 1511 (unassigned)

Status: Divine Oppression

Occupational skills: Education 47, Concentration 40, Bluff 76, Occult Knowledge 37, Spell Recognition 33, Rope Art 50, Document Interpretation 28, Negotiation 44, Gathering Information 44, Sense Motive 32, Occlumency 55

Legendary Skill: Knowledge is Power (included with Godhead)

Personal feats: mental strength (professional expertise), psychic talent (professional expertise), dexterous left hand, photographic memory, aristocratic style, mobile spellcasting, familiar pet enhancement, robustness (1/3), iron will, magic genius, calm mind, Animal Affinity, Leadership, Destiny Concern, Evil Enemy, Telepathy, Energy Focus (Self-Shaping)

Psionics: 92

Level 0 Power: Psychic Infection

Level 1 powers: Charm humans, hide thoughts, feel emotions, suppress morale, mental invasion, control small objects, secondary shock waves, hear light, read objects

Level 2 powers: aversion, mental acupuncture, shock, detect thoughts, secondary material reconstruction, bionics, time stamp

Level 3 powers: fake sensation, mind splitting, psychic link, charm monster, rejuvenation, global vision

Level 4 powers: control, memory creation, brainwashing, fanatical mind

Level 5 powers: Super state transformation (self-shaping system), advanced control technique

With this, everything was ready, the dim woods around him disappeared, and Clark's consciousness rose up from the sand sea of ​​time for the fourth time.

This time, he went back further in time than the previous times, so the curve he drew was larger, he rose higher, and the risk of being seen by some evil beings that were outside of time was also greater.

Clark could even feel that the time barrier around him was disappearing. The vague and dark gazes were like slimy and cold octopus tentacles, wrapped around his exposed skin, making people shudder.

He had to stick to his heart, activate his brain's defense skills to the maximum, suspend all thinking activities, and imagine that he was a harmless and useless stone.

But even so, there would still be inexplicable murmurs entering his ears from time to time, opening his eyelids, making him want to listen carefully to what was being said.

Fortunately, Clark restrained himself in the end. After an unknown amount of time, he felt his feet stepping on solid ground again. When he opened his eyes, he saw that he had already appeared at the visitor reception desk of the dragon farm. In an employee rest room.

Through the thin wooden door, Clark heard the noise in the hall outside.

He opened the door and happened to see the back of "him" who had just left.

"So, is the time now when I just entered the dragon farm?" Clark looked up and glanced at the wall clock on the wall of the hall, and then completely hid himself in the cloak.

Because it was open to the public today, the hall was crowded with witches and wizards and children. Every time one family completed the formalities and entered the Fire Dragon Park, the next family emerged from the flames of the fireplace.

Clark stood quietly in the corner of the hall, hiding his body in the darkness, silently observing the tourists coming out of the fireplace, trying to distinguish which ones were real tourists and which ones had ulterior motives. Werewolf.

There were also some tourists passing by him, but they all ignored him as if they had never seen such a big living person.

Occasionally, one or two security guards who were maintaining order and responsible for security would walk near him, and they would suddenly turn around and walk in another direction as if they remembered something urgent.

In this way, Clark waited patiently. As time passed, and towards noon, the number of tourists coming out of the fireplace gradually became fewer and fewer.

The employees responsible for receiving tourists were all packing their things and discussing where to go for lunch. At this time, Colin, with a camera hanging on his chest, hurried into the hall and prepared to go back to Hogwarts through the gate.

However, while running, he accidentally bumped into a burly man in black robe. He was bounced away, took a few steps back and fell to the ground.

"Boy, watch your steps!" A dissatisfied voice came from the black cloak.

Colin struggled to get up, seemingly ready to argue with the mysterious man in black robes, but looking at the group of tall companions also wearing cloaks behind him, he finally suppressed his dissatisfaction in his heart and left without saying a word. .

Clark stood quietly in the corner, watching all this, and at the same time, a smile appeared on his lips, "I've finally waited for you."

At this time, there were still big men in black robes coming out of the fireplace. Each of them was so tall and tightly wrapped in robes. If you were close, you could even smell it coming from them. A strange smell.

When the front desk staff and security team members who were responsible for receiving tourists saw these people, they unconsciously increased their vigilance. They had no choice but to do so. Although the Wizarding World was so weird, coming to the amusement park dressed like this made people doubt their motives.

"Welcome to Fire Dragon Park. Gentlemen, could you please come here to register first?" the lady at the front desk said politely.

The leading strong man was unmoved and just stood there, counting the number of his companions.

Under this situation, the young lady at the front desk couldn't help but feel a sense of danger in her heart. She subconsciously retreated away from these people, while not forgetting to secretly signal to the guards.

Naturally, the guards also saw her gesture and became more vigilant.

They took out their wands from their waists and pointed at the group of strong men, "Hey, what about you, those big guys, I suspect there are wanted criminals among you. Please take off your hoods and let us check."

"Haha, why do some idiots always overestimate their own capabilities?" A low mocking voice came from under the hood.

The leading guy took a step forward, but before he could take action, he discovered that the escorts turned around and ran away without even saying hello after meeting the front desk staff.

This was of course Clark's handiwork. Those escorts and front desk staff were innocent after all. Clark didn't want to see them die, so he used his psychic powers to give them psychological hints and let a few people leave decisively.

On the other side, after discovering that his opponent had escaped, the leader of the group of werewolves had no interest in chasing him.

After finding that all his men were present, he took out green alchemical bombs from his pocket, threw them into the fireplace, then turned around and walked out of the reception hall with a dozen werewolf companions.

Clark hung quietly behind them, getting ready at the same time.

Sure enough, as soon as they walked out of the hall, there was a series of huge explosions behind them, as well as the rumble of the hall collapsing.

A large amount of dust produced by the explosion was carried by the shock wave and spewed out of the hall, spreading around them and blocking everyone's sight.

"It's now!"

Clark, who had been prepared for a long time, did not dare to delay, and quickly cast a [Higher Control Technique] on the target that had been locked in advance.

One of the mysterious men in black robes shook violently at the sound of the explosion, and his eyes suddenly lost their luster, and then returned to normal the next moment.

None of the companions around him noticed anything unusual about him. They just thought he was frightened by the explosion. However, they did not realize that this companion had fallen behind unknowingly.

The development of the following story remained unchanged. Greyback, the leader, continued to confront Neville, while the remaining werewolves rushed down the mountain in a swarm.

They broke through the interception at the gate of Fire Dragon Park, and finally only a few werewolves broke into the park.

And among them was the werewolf Clark had just controlled.