Hogwarts, a Scholar Becomes a God

No woman can refuse a child's smile, especially if the child is so cute.

When Professor McGonagall saw Clark's meticulous hairstyle and decent attire, she nodded in satisfaction and smiled back very rarely.

"I'll pick you up when it's ready over there. Please keep quiet while waiting."

After Professor McGonagall finished speaking, she turned around and left the room. After she left, these little wizards let out a long breath.

But the next moment, their hearts were raised again.

"How can they accurately assign us to which college?" Mr. Harry Potter, the savior, secretly asked his good friend Ron, but the voice was not so slight.

Although his good friend Ron Weasley was born in a wizarding family, he obviously didn't know it from the way he looked.

"There's got to be a test, I suppose. Fred said it hurt us a lot, but I think he was joking."

Standing behind him, Clark just heard this sentence, and couldn't help shaking his head, feeling speechless at Ron's brother's bad taste.

He looked around again, and saw that other people were also panicked, no one spoke, and Hermione was even murmuring, quickly reciting the spells she had learned, not sure which one to use.

"Hermione, take it easy..."

Clark patted Hermione on the shoulder lightly, and said in a louder voice on purpose:

"Remember what I told you on the boat just now? When we got on the boat and crossed the lake, our soul breath had already been recorded by Hogwarts Castle. In this case, they couldn't possibly Let's pack up and go home."

There was a hint of playfulness in his calm voice, which quickly calmed Hermione down. Yeah, if they're going to be eliminated later, why bother?

The little wizards around also heard his words. Although they didn't know Clark, this didn't prevent them from trusting the confident guy in front of them.

【Ding! You took the initiative to stand up to appease the emotions of everyone, gained some reputation, experience +80]

"After the godhead fragments are activated, can the prestige also be converted into experience points? Well, but yes, prestige is also an idea of ​​worship, but it has the same effect as the belief needed by the gods."

Clark looked at the new reminder in front of him, and couldn't help muttering to himself. But soon, he was attracted by another matter.

It turns out that not all children are so convinced of Clark. Some people can't understand his showy behavior, or they are envious and jealous of his ability to attract attention. Yes, it means It was Draco Malfoy.

As the proud son of the Malfoy family, the famous dragger, he cannot allow anyone to be better than him.

It's just that he's not stupid. Just by looking at the custom-made robe on Clark, as well as his standing posture and accent, he knows that the other party has an extraordinary background. So without knowing the details of the other party, he naturally wouldn't rush forward foolishly.

So he set Liwei's target on Ron Weasley, who had been seldom dealing with it.

"Some people, what a disgrace to pure-blood families, they don't even know about the Hogwarts entrance exam."

Although Malfoy didn't name his name, just by seeing him standing in front of Ron, he knew who he was talking about.

"Potter, as I said a long time ago, some people are not suitable to be friends." That kind of arrogant demeanor made people want to punch him hard in the face.

This method is too rough! The Machiavellian education of the Malfoy family is no good.

Clark watched Malfoy's performance and knew the guy's purpose well, but he didn't just watch Ron being bullied.

"Why, do you have a problem with our Prewett family and the Weasley family? By the way,

There are also the Longbottom family and the Potter family over there. This involves the honor of the family. We can definitely apply for a wizard duel, and we will never die with you! "

With his taller stature, Clark easily put his arms around Ron's neck, and said to Malfoy in a very intimate gesture.

And Malfoy obviously didn't expect that Clark would come forward to defend Ron, his face turned blue and white immediately.

Of course, he also knew Clark's origin. The Prewett family is also one of the twenty-eight pure-blood wizard families.

Although the Malfoy family has no relationship with the Prewett family, this does not prevent Malfoy from knowing them. Especially recently, this family has a genius heir, and his father often nagged this other's child in his ears.

Old and new grudges surged into his heart together, almost driving Malfoy out of his mind.

"Hmph, you dare to threaten me? Our Malfoy family is also one of the twenty-eight pure bloods, so it's not easy to mess with."

Accompanied by his words, two strong young men with particularly ugly looks stood behind him, like a pair of his bodyguards.

However, facing Malfoy's bluff, Clark just smiled disdainfully.

"Are you sure? It's about the honor of the family, are you sure you don't want to ask your father?"

When Malfoy heard this, he immediately felt a little guilty. Both of Clark's parents died, and now he was in charge of the Prewett family, but not the Malfoy family. There was an old man above him.

In addition, there are three other pure-blood families. Although these three families have declined, they still have influence. When facing four pure-blood families at a time, even his father has to think carefully.

Seeing the other party in a dilemma, Clark looked down on him even more, the smile on his face faded, and his voice raised a little unconsciously.

"Hit and don't fight, retreat and never retreat, Malfoy, what do you want!"

This angry shout startled the few young wizards who were watching the excitement.

Under the prestige accumulated by him in power over the family business, Malfoy's two servants waved their hands and took three steps back, sitting down on the ground.

As for Malfoy, under the gaze of his dark golden pupils, he even struggled with his legs, and finally hid aside in desperation.

Seeing that the other party took the initiative to retreat, Clark snorted coldly, and then let go of Ron, whose ears were flushed.

"By the way, cousin Ron, don't you say hello to your dear cousin?"

He didn't seem to pay attention to the conflict just now at all, and turned his head to look at Ron and said with a smile.

Yes, Clark and Ron are cousins. Ron's mother, originally named Molly Prewett, is Clark's aunt.

"Cousin Clark."

Ron yelled in a muffled voice, as if he was very unhappy, but Clark was used to it, after all, they had always been like this brother and friend.