Hogwarts, a Scholar Becomes a God

When Clark led Hermione and Malfoy through the green grass to Hagrid's hut on the edge of the Forbidden Forest, he found Fang the Great Hound squatting outside the gate, with a bandage around his tail, looking listlessly. With his head down, he looked very pitiful.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Clark knocked on the door a few times, but no one came to open it. Hagrid opened the window to talk to them.

"I can't let you in," he gasped. "Noble is hard to deal with now...I can't do anything about it...It's too dangerous for you to come in."

Accompanied by his words, you can also hear the sound of "bang, bang, bang" knocking on the wall, which made the windows rattle.

"Hehe! It's all right, it just bites my boot...it's playing...after all, it's still a child."

After finishing the last sentence, they heard a loud bang from the room, and even the house shook twice.

"Hagrid, are you alright!" Hermione asked worriedly.

Malfoy swallowed, regretting his decision a bit. Perhaps, raising a dog is also a good choice.

He looked at Yaya who was obediently squatting aside, at least this thing seemed much safer.

Clark shook his head helplessly, and as soon as he raised his arm, the wand popped out of his sleeve.

"Alahoo hole is open!"

Pushing open the thick wooden door, what Clark and the others saw was a chaotic scene.

"Hey, why did you come in here? It's too dangerous here." Hagrid held Norbert's wings with two big hands, but he didn't dare to use force because he was worried about hurting it.

The solid wooden round table in the center of the room has been overturned to one side, and there are broken bottles and cans all over the floor.

In the innermost corner, Harry was standing on Hagrid's bed in a state of distress. His robe was torn and torn, and his sweaty black hair was disheveled on his head. It looked like he had eaten a lot. suffering.

As for the culprit of all this, Hagrid's baby Norbert was being pinned to the ground, struggling hard.

Its long, spiked tail flicked from side to side, making deep marks on the walls of the house. Occasionally raising his head, a jet of sparks with black smoke shot out, scalding Hagrid's clothes with large and small holes.

"Clark, save me!"

Harry saw Clark pushing the door open, as if seeing a savior. Malfoy grinned when he saw this from behind.

"Stay still, Harry!"

Clark yelled and calmed him first, then raised his arm, and the light blue activated rope came out of his wide cuff, and wrapped around Norbert like a python.

"Okay, Hagrid, let it go."

Hagrid let go of his hand, and the little Charmander, who had just been freed, raised his head and was about to give him a mouthful of angry phlegm, but the activated rope quickly climbed up its head, wrapped around the long mouth a few times, and then Tighten sharply.

"Woo~~"

A sound like a siren sounded from Noble's mouth. Because of the closed mouth, black smoke and flames could only come out of his nose, just like a person who sneezed but didn't sneez, and his head was forced He raised his head and knocked on the ground again.

While the little dragon was dizzy, the light blue activated rope flexibly moved and climbed around its joints, stretched and stretched, went around the root of its wings, and wrapped around its legs. When Norber reacted, it Already like a fat pig waiting to be slaughtered, its four claws are facing the sky, and it is tightly bound.

"I told you a long time ago, don't spoil it too much, it will only fuel its arrogance," Clark walked up to the embarrassed Hagrid.

Although his beard was burnt off a lot by Mars, he still had a bright smile on his face. "It's okay, Noble is just playing with me, he doesn't have any friends,

It's normal to be a little clingy, and I promise it won't be next time. "

Harry, who just jumped off the bed at the side, rolled his eyes. This little guy is really clingy. Seeing how it grinned, if Hagrid hadn't stopped him just now, he would have wished to have a negative distance contact with him. .

Clark also shook his head speechlessly. He finally knew how those brats got here. It was all the fault of their parents.

"How can I not know my own child?"

"He is still a child, what does he know?"

"How can you, an adult, have the same knowledge as a child?"

What Hagrid said just now is no different from these, but as an outsider, Clark won't get used to it.

He walked in front of little dragon Nuo Bo, the little guy saw him approaching, struggled and wanted to raise his head to give him a bite. But as soon as Clark thought about it, the magic rope made of the bird and snake body began to tighten slowly. Under the restraint of that powerful force, even the little dragon's bones were already very hard, it still made a tooth-piercing sound. .

"Take it easy! Clark, don't hurt it." Hagrid watched from the side, his heart ached, and he couldn't help opening his mouth.

Clark ignored him, just squatted down and looked into Norber's eyes. The eyes of one dragon and one person collided in this way. In the dark yellow pupils that are the same as those of cold-blooded animals, cruel, cunning, bloodthirsty, and ruthless, all kinds of violent animal nature seemed to overflow, an invisible deterrent force , like a set of thick shackles, set on him.

Even though this little dragon has only been born for a few days, the power circulating in its blood has already begun to wake up. This is the bloodline suppression of advanced species, and it is the fear of being engraved into human genes by top predators in ancient times.

If an ordinary little wizard stared at it for a while, they would be frightened and incontinent.

But Clark was no ordinary little wizard, the smile on his face remained the same, and his eyes were gentle and firm. If Norber's eyes are full of the predation of the weak and the ignorance of the beast in the barbaric period, then Clark's eyes are the slash-and-burn cultivation and brilliant civilization of human beings.

When the two collided together, the eyes that could penetrate everything split the ignorant wild fog, as if it was a light that illuminated the whole world, bringing light and hope.

The irritable little dragon was completely at a disadvantage in the imposing duel, and his strong body was powerless to resist, and its eyes began to dodge. So Clark stretched out his right hand and slowly pressed on Norbert's head.

Seeing the slender and white palm slowly approaching him, the little dragon Noble seemed to have suffered a great humiliation, the originally declining aura rebounded again, and the bloodthirsty light once again occupied its eyes, even though the bones had already crumbled. Noisy, it does not stop struggling.

Unfortunately, it is just doing useless work!