Hogwarts, a Scholar Becomes a God

"Organize the mage club yourself, why?"

Clark asked curiously after hearing Hermione's words.

He had thought that Hermione was going to have some kind of "vomit (S-P-E-W)" like in the original book, which was also the house elf rights promotion society.

Unexpectedly, she actually wanted to set up a mage club.

"Don't you usually care about your cousin? Ginny has already completed the mage transfer, just when the summer vacation was coming to an end not long ago." Hermione rolled her eyes and looked at him.

"What, Ginny has completed the mage job change?!" This time, Clark, who was always calm, turned pale with shock.

"Keep your voice down," Hermione reassured him, "It's not considered a formal job change, it's just that it's almost at the forming stage."

"Recently, the magic she uses is not working at all times, and she doesn't have much energy, and she always dozes off. That's why she came to ask me if there was something wrong with her."

Hermione said, "I checked for her, and found that it should be the last step of her job change ceremony, and the chaotic magic power in her body began to gradually change to normal magic power."

"How's it going, okay?" Clark asked.

Hermione nodded, "The situation is fine, the job change ceremony you designed is fine, the magic power is transformed smoothly, the only downside may be that it takes a little longer, and her magic will gradually lose its effectiveness in the next year. Until she relearns a new way of casting spells."

"So you're going to build a new mage club to guide her through her job change?" Clark asked.

"Yes, in the future, there should be more and more new job transferees like Ginny, and we must give them special guidance.

On the one hand, it is to prevent some little wizards from appearing during the job transfer process, and on the other hand, it is to reduce the chances of the professors being aware of it.

By the way, I plan to use the name 'Magic Book Club' for this new club, at least it won't look strange. "

Hearing Hermione's arrangement, Clark didn't have any objections, on the contrary, he said to Neville.

"Since the mage has the first new job changer, you should also worry about the warrior class, so pay attention."

Neville waved his hand, "It's still early on my side. Warriors are different from mages. A strong body needs more time to exercise."

The three then discussed for a long time about the restructuring of the Dueling Club, and finally decided to abandon the practice of attaching the Mage Club to the Dueling Club, but to separate it as a separate society.

In the future, the Dueling Club will only be responsible for the early recruitment of newcomers. The real learning and promotion is to guide them to the Mage Club or the Warrior Club that will be established in the future.

In the next few days, in addition to guiding Ginny, Hermione also took the opportunity of the duel club's first event to check and count how many people in the club were about to change jobs.

Fortunately, the statistical results show that there are only a few people who are progressing so fast like Ginny, and most of the little wizards have not progressed enough to change jobs.

Of course, this may also have something to do with their slack in their usual practice. Anyway, according to Hermione's estimation, most of them should change jobs in the next summer vacation.

And besides the Dueling Club, Hermione also had to worry about the work of the Hogwarts Journal.

Since news of the upcoming Triwizard Tournament at Hogwarts was last reported, letters seeking more information have been arriving like snowflakes.

Hermione saw that those readers—especially readers outside the school were very interested in this content, so she opened a special feature for the Triwizard Tournament in the school magazine, and planned to report this matter in detail.

At the same time, she is very business-minded, and she plans to refer to what she saw at the Quidditch World Cup during the summer vacation, and obtain the authorization of Hogwarts through Clark, so that she can cooperate with George and Fred brothers to develop some peripheral toys for the game.

Of course, Clark himself was not idle. On the second day of school,

He went to Huolong Park for the purpose of rebuilding the park, attracting investment from the surrounding Huolong Industrial Park, and designing and planning the Huolong Community.

The Triwizard Tournament is coming, and many school directors who have invested in these projects believe that this is an excellent opportunity to make a name for themselves in the industry.

Besides, there are already quite a few wizards like Sirius Black who have paid the pre-sale money for the purchase of houses. At least they have to break ground and make some noise, so they can rest assured.

In addition to these trivial things, after entering the fourth grade, Clark's homework became more and more difficult and the requirements became higher and higher, especially Moody's Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

To their surprise, two weeks later, in a Defense Against the Dark Arts class, Professor Moody announced that he would cast the Imperius Curse on each of his classmates in turn, to demonstrate the spell's power and see if they could resist it. its impact.

"But—but you said it was illegal, Professor, you said—it was—illegal to use it on other people."

Hermione couldn't help saying, as Moody waved his wand and the desks moved aside, leaving a large space in the middle of the room.

After all, Clark said that there are hidden dangers from the old gods in the Imperius Curse.

Yet Moody's doesn't seem to see that as a problem.

"Professor Dumbledore hopes to teach you to feel it in advance."

Moody's magic eye turned and stared at Hermione ghastly, unblinking.

"If you're willing to learn the harsher way—waiting for someone to say the spell to you, to take full control of you—that's fine. I agree. You can go."

He stretched out a gnarled finger and pointed to the door of the classroom.

Hermione was silent, and stepped aside obediently.

"Very well!" said Moody. "Now that you've all made up your mind, one by one—"

He began to call the students to take turns to come forward and recite the Imperius Curse to them.

Under the influence of this spell, funny comedy scenes began to be staged in the classroom, and the students made the most abnormal behavior one after another.

Dean Thomas bounced around the classroom three times, singing the national anthem.

Lavender Brown imitates a squirrel.

After him Moody called out in a raspy voice, "Neville Lombard!"

Neville stepped forward nervously.

"Out of body!" said Moody, waving his wand.

Unlike the previous few times, the cursed Neville did not immediately act strangely according to Moody's request.

He stood there with a struggling look on his face, his hands and feet were sometimes raised and sometimes lowered, as if he was struggling with Moody's orders.

The students stared at him with wide eyes, expecting him to survive.

Unfortunately, after resisting for a while, Neville was defeated by Moody and performed a series of amazing gymnastic moves.

"What a pity." Moody lifted the Imperius Curse on Neville's body. "You almost resisted it. Of course, being able to resist for a little bit already proves your determination."

After waking up, Neville showed a disappointed expression.

Next, Moody cast a spell on some other students, but none of them seemed to be able to resist the spell, even a little bit of resistance like Neville did. They all recovered after Moody eliminated the spell normal.

Until, Moody's voice rumbled, "Potter, it's your turn."

Harry stepped forward to the middle of the room, into the space Moody had just made by moving his desk.

Moody raised his wand, pointed at Harry, and said, "Out of body!"

This time, Harry's performance was a little stronger than Neville's, although his expression was blank, as if controlled by the Imperius Curse.

But when Moody gave the order, he didn't make too many excessive moves.

He just bent his knees and tried not to let himself jump—the result was that he hit his head on the table and knocked it over.

"Well, that makes sense!" Moody praised hoarsely. "Look, you all... Potter resisted! He resisted, he almost beat it!"

As he spoke, he ordered Harry very forcefully.

"Very well, let's try again, Potter, the rest of you watch - look him in the eye, that's the point - very well, Potter, very well! They won't try to control you so easily!"

In this way, Moody insisted that Harry test it four times in a row, until Harry could completely shake off the influence of the Imperius Curse, no longer fell to the ground, and just stood there dumbfounded.

"Clark Prewett!" Moody boomed when Harry was done trying. "Your turn."

Clark stepped forward to the middle of the classroom, and Moody pointed at him with his wand and said, "Out of body!"

It was still the same off-white, octopus-like abstract phantom that emerged from the tip of Moody's wand and landed on Clark.

As this magic power entered his body, Clark immediately felt that an illusory and unpredictable force, like water, permeated his whole body, soothed his soul, and made him feel as if returning to his own body. When she was born, she was soaked in warm amniotic fluid.

In this comfortable and relaxed atmosphere, even his thinking speed seems to have slowed down a lot. The whole person has no thoughts or thoughts, and is peaceful and at ease, as if he has reached the supreme state of great joy and ease in Buddhism.

However, what is false is false. How can such a superb state of meditation in Buddhism be achieved by a magic spell?

Relying on his powerful spiritual power, Clark saw the truth hidden under the beautiful illusion when the Imperius Curse entered his body.

Those beautiful and relaxing spiritual experiences are simply the effects of the old god's power in the Imperius Curse.

"[Dream] authority?"

Clark, who was under the Imperius Curse, looked dazed on the surface, but he was thinking secretly in his heart.

"It seems that there are still a little shadows of [water], [ocean], and [source of life].

The authority of these old gods is really chaotic. They only know how to devour them blindly, but don't know how to organize them into a system. No wonder they are not as good as those new gods. "

The Godhead Fragment of the [God of Knowledge] in his mind also shimmered after sensing the power of the old god at close range, as if analyzing this power.

At the same time, a strong desire to devour also came into his mind, driving him to open the spiritual protection and help the fragments of the godhead to devour this trace of the power of the old god.

Of course Clark would not do this, not to mention whether this sudden desire to devour is true or not, he still does not know.

He just said that after the power of the old god was swallowed up, he couldn't control Moody's reaction.

After being in close contact with this old god's power, he admitted that he still underestimated the evil side of this power.

This power was not originally hidden in the magic power as he imagined, and then revealed by the wizard's Imperius Curse.

It is more like a living energy weapon summoned by a wizard.

Even if there is no spell book for the Imperius Curse, with this brief contact, Clark can roughly guess how to practice it.

To learn the Imperius Curse, a wizard must have borrowed a little power from an old god through some mysterious ritual, and then integrated it into his own magic power.

Only with the help of this trace of the power of the old gods, can they successfully use the Imperius Curse.

Afterwards, without using the Imperius Curse once, both the caster and the subject will become the nourishment of the power of the old gods, providing it with nutrition and making it stronger.

Therefore, the connection between this old god's power and the caster is also very close. Once Clark swallows it, Moody will definitely react.

By this time Moody had begun to issue orders for Clark to walk and crow like a rooster.

Naturally, Clark would not do such a shameful thing. He just stood there quietly, motionless. His abnormal behavior made the students around him start to discuss in a low voice.

Moody didn't expect that in just one class, he would meet three children who could resist his Imperius Curse.

This is really too strange, you know, even many adult wizards have difficulty resisting the Imperius Curse, so three of them appeared all at once, which is really outrageous.

Faced with this situation, Moody couldn't hold back. He boasted about the Unforgivable Curse before, but now he has lost the chain——

Thinking of this, Moody's wand trembled slightly, secretly increasing the output of magic power.

It's a pity that in the face of Clark, who has high intelligence and psychic energy protection, these off-white, faintly visible powers of the old gods can only be pulled by mice - there is no way to start.

Of course, it was impossible for Clark to let Moody continue to test him, so he opened his eyes under the watchful eyes of everyone.

"Professor, does the Imperius Curse also have something to do with the strength of the magic power? Why do I just feel dizzy for a while, and then I don't feel anything?"

Clark's words made Moody's face darken, and at the same time, there was a trace of fear in his intact eyes.

After all, this is the second time he has met someone who can completely resist his Imperius Curse.

As for the last time, Moody didn't want to recall it anymore, because that time had already left him with painful memories.

"Okay, Clark resisted it completely! Good! Very good! Next!" Moody said in a rough voice after being silent for a long time.

The course continued, and after that, no one was as perverted as Clark.

Even Hermione, under her concealment, only acted like Neville.

This made Moody regain a little bit of confidence, at least when the bell rang for the end of get out of class, he could still give them a lot of homework in his loud and angry voice.