Hogwarts, a Scholar Becomes a God

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When Clark was suddenly attacked, some timid witches in the stands screamed.

However, all this is nothing but a trivial matter to Clark.

The opening of the third-level psychic power's global vision brought him a 360-degree vision without blind spots.

As soon as the black figure entered Clark's perception circle, he was discovered.

"There are many obstacles!"

Before the curse was finished, a secondary shock wave was already heading towards the black shadow.

Not only that, the charm and shock of humans are also applied to the opponent at the same time.

The black figure was caught off guard by this spiritual attack. His body paused in mid-air for a second. The next moment, he was hit in the chest by the secondary shock wave and was knocked away.

But the black shadow didn't seem to be easy to deal with. After receiving a blow from Clark, he actually flipped in the air and got back into the water like a fish.

Clark turned around and saw this black shadow swimming rapidly against the edge of his shield.

Once Clark failed to turn around in time, he raised his hand and waved in the water, and a water arrow was shot out and shot towards Clark's back.

Of course, such sneak attacks had no effect on Clark, who had a full field of vision, and he easily dodged them.

But the black shadow seemed to know that humans like Clark couldn't stay in the water for long.

He can survive at the bottom of the river now only because of this strange air shield, but maintaining this thing must also consume physical strength or mental energy.

Therefore, as long as it drags on, it will definitely win without a fight.

It's a pity that although this dark shadow knows Clark's weaknesses, he also knows the other party's weaknesses.

After seeing that the black shadow could not harm him, Clark ignored him, raised his feet, and walked straight towards the center of the ruins at the bottom of the river.

The black figure didn't react at first. When an open space surrounded by clamshell houses appeared in front of Clark, he let out a strange scream and became completely irritated.

As he roared and waved his arms,

More water arrows were also shot at Clark.

At the end, when the black figure rubbed his hands together, he actually condensed a huge vortex water column, which hit Clark head-on.

Transparent river water is originally the softest substance in the world, but once rotation and speed are added, it becomes the most terrifying weapon.

Even hard steel will fail in the face of high-speed water, let alone flesh and blood.

However, when Clark faced the rapidly rotating spiral rhinestone, he did not dodge or dodge, standing straight there, as if he did not take the attack seriously at all.

The little wizards outside the fantasy world all gasped at Clark's bold behavior, and some witches even screamed and covered their eyes in fear.

But after screaming, when they removed their hands to cover their eyes, they found Clark standing there as if nothing was wrong.

"What happened just now? Did Clark break the magic?" asked a junior Gryffindor girl.

Ginny answered her question without looking back, "No, the enemy took the initiative to cancel the attack. He seemed unwilling to hurt people."

That's right, Clark did not avoid the spiral water column that could disembowel a person and cut him into pieces with thousands of knives.

And the black shadow didn't seem to want to kill him. The second before the water column reached his body, it controlled its collapse in time and turned into water droplets all over the sky, flying past Clark.

"Hiss...you...hiss...why...hiss...don't hide?"

Said...said!

The black figure that rushed in front of Clark opened his mouth and made a hoarse, staccato sound, which made Clark stunned for a moment.

However, he seemed to have some expectations for this and quickly recovered from his surprise.

Only then did he have the opportunity to take a good look at the dark figure blocking him.

This is a slender humanoid creature with limbs and a head, and slightly undulating curves on the chest. It looks like a woman.

Her skin is not black, it's just because she wears a dark green costume woven from water plants and has long black hair that twists like a living creature, that's why she looks so weird.

Through his exposed neck and wrists, it can be seen that the other person's skin is a kind of translucent white, like the finest pearls.

Although the facial features were covered by a layer of seaweed mud, the neat white teeth and big watery eyes were no less impressive than a mixed-race Veela like Fleur.

"Hiss... outsiders... hiss... leave!"

After seeing that Clark didn't answer his words, the weirdo made another strange sound and shouted.

This kind of hissing sound is not a common language spoken by humans, but as soon as the sound reached Clark's ears, he miraculously understood the meaning of the other person's words.

Clark knew that the guy in front of him didn't know human language, so he spoke English while using his psychic link ability to convey the meaning of his words to the other person's heart.

"I mean no harm, I just want to help you." Clark spread his hands and put the wand into his sleeves.

The weirdo didn't let down his guard because of this, and still stared fiercely with his big eyes. It's just that the way she looked, she was more cute than vicious.

"Hiss...leave...hiss...not welcome..."

Clark finally figured it out. Although this guy was able to communicate, it seemed that because she hadn't communicated with anyone for a long time, her communication skills were not very proficient. She just kept saying a few words over and over again.

In addition, when Clark and this weirdo stopped for a confrontation and exchange, there were several black images like swimming fish, swimming back and forth in the river around them, and a wave of malice was also locked on Clark.

The young wizards who were watching outside were all sweating over Clark's current situation. Because of the distance, they could not hear the voices in the historical fantasy and could only see the tense confrontation scene.

Besides, Bagman also joked.

"Ah, it seems that our Clark is also in trouble now.

As said in many adventure story books, there are always some monsters guarding ancient ruins. His approach of trying to avoid the dragon to obtain the treasure seemed to be unworkable. "

However, they who can't read lips don't know that in the fantasy world, the relationship between Clark and these weirdos is no longer so serious.

All this is just because Clark said to those weirdos, "I am here to deal with that evil dragon. Don't you want to get back the gold?"

After hearing Clark's words, the weirdo who had originally planned to drive him away suddenly froze, and the black shadows wandering around him also stopped.

They gathered together, still discussing in that weird tone, while Clark had already walked around the square in the center of the ruins and began to look at it.

To say this is a square is actually a bit exaggerated.

From Clark's point of view, this is just an ordinary open space. At most, there is a regular semicircular boulder in the center of the open space.

There was also a circular bathtub-sized pit on the top of the stone, as if a piece had been dug out, but it was clean inside, and it was obvious that someone had cleaned it frequently.

At this time, those weirdos seemed to have already discussed it, and walked up to Clark again, pointing at the groove on the semicircular boulder and asked.

"You... hiss... can we... seize... hiss... that?"

Clark heard a hint of excitement in their words, and at the same time understood that the groove they pointed to was the location where the "Rhine's Gold" was originally stored.

That's right, Clark walked slowly along the Rhine River, not because he was timid, but because he wanted to use his psychic ability to read objects and time stamps to find the gold that was hidden in the Rhine River and protected the Rhine in the story. The Lady of the Lake.

Facts have proved that Clark's judgment was correct. Since this historical fantasy is an interception of a real myth and epic legend, it must conform to the background of that legend.

It is not a monster-fighting game with only fixed lines, but an open adventure sandbox world.

So when Clark was walking along the Rhine River, it was natural for him to read on a certain stone by the river that it had been stepped on by a "someone".

Through the time mark, I saw the slender figure sneaking onto the shore and sniffing the fragrance of wild flowers.

But he didn't expect that the river fairies in the story who could enchant the dwarfs were so vivid.

Sure enough, myths and stories are all lies!

As if they were a little impatient with Clark's scrutinizing gaze and his silence, the lake fairies all stared at him menacingly.

"Don't...hiss...try to lie to me!"

It seems that because they communicate more, the other party's words become much more fluent.

Clark smiled and nodded, "Of course not, I come here with sincerity."

It's a pity that the fairies in the lake didn't seem to believe him. One of them, who was older and stouter, stood up and asked, "What do you need to exchange...his?"

It seems that this little fairy also knows the ways of the world and understands that if you want others to help, you need to give some benefits.

And when she said this, the lake fairy who initially attacked Clark wiped off the seaweed mud smeared on her face, revealing an incredibly beautiful face.

"hiss……"

Outside the illusion, the wizards who saw this face almost at the same time as Clark took a breath of air, with a look of obsession on their faces. Even Bagman was no exception, and kept mumbling. , "It's so beautiful! It's so beautiful!"

Yes, these lake fairies were worthy of their legendary names. When she revealed her legendary beautiful face, Clark felt that the dark bottom of the lake became brighter.

Even some of the remaining stains on her face became just right and became the most beautiful decorative colors.

The dilapidated wreckage around them was illuminated by her bright light, giving them a somewhat incomplete historical charm.

Clark knew that this was neither visual beauty in the conventional sense, nor the charming attraction brought by Veela's magic.

The beauty of the river fairy is more like the embodiment of the word "beautiful" and the concept of beauty itself.

Therefore, even the determined Clark couldn't help but be addicted to her beauty, and almost couldn't help himself.

If there wasn't a fragment of the god of knowledge in his mind, exuding some cool breath, I'm afraid that in the future he would be like Chu Yunfei who was injured by alcohol and was so haggard, so he stopped drinking today. Same.

The fairies in the lake seemed to understand the destructive power of their beauty. After playing a little trick and using a little honey trap, the one who showed up covered his face with seaweed again.

This behavior caused the boys outside the fantasy world to howl.

At this time, the older Lake Fairy also said to Clark, "You help us, she likes you...hiss."

Of course Clark would not be fooled by such crude means.

He shook his head and refused, "This condition is not good. I need you to help me kill that evil dragon. I can't deal with him alone."

Clark's words were straightforward, and so was the other party, "No, the evil dragon is too strong, and there is still gold, so we can't hurt him."

"Killing him is my business. I just need you to help me contain him." He looked confident.

"Being with that magic gold for so many years, I believe you must have a way to influence the Lord of the Rings made of Rheingold.

You just need to restrict his movements for a while, and I can kill the evil dragon. "

Clark's words seemed to be right. After the river fairies were silent for a while, the older fairy finally nodded.

"We can help you, but you have to give us the gold."

"No problem!" Clark agreed readily, "Do I need to sign any magic contract?"

The River Fairy gave Clark a confused look, and then he realized that in the ancient times when this epic legend took place, there was no such concept as a magical contract.

However, their communication itself relies on spiritual links. Even if these river fairies don't understand what the magic contract is, they also understand what Clark means.

So the elderly river fairy said directly, "Just make an oath to this river."

Clark did not hesitate and said to the slowly flowing Rhine River.

"I swear on this Rhine River, as long as you help me contain the evil dragon and kill him, I will definitely return the magic ring made of Rhine gold to you."

After saying this, the faces of the river nymphs suddenly showed satisfied smiles, and they all came forward to express their kindness to Clark. They were not shy at all, and some even started to touch him out of curiosity.

Of course, you can hardly say that the reason why they trust Clark so much is not because of his handsome face like Mr. Reader.

If it were an ugly dwarf who came over, let alone such a simple oath, these river fairies wouldn't necessarily give him a second glance even if they were heartbroken.

But Clark didn't know that when he was enjoying being surrounded by fairies in the fantasy world, Hermione outside had a frosty face and snorted heavily.

"Hmph! This bastard!"

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