Hogwarts, a Scholar Becomes a God

"Okay!"

Clark wiped the remaining potion on his hands with a rag, and gave Neville a bright smile. The smile brightened the eyes of the little witches and made Neville stop crying.

"Thank you, Clark!"

Facing Neville's thanks, Clark just patted him on the shoulder.

However, when he returned to his seat and discussed it with Hermione, he took his own crucible and materials, took the place of Seamus, sat beside Neville, and formed a group with him.

As for Seamus, who was originally in the same group as him, the kind-hearted Hermione gave up her crucible under Clark's persuasion to help Seamus continue the task of refining magic potions.

Clark's behavior completely won the favor of Gryffindor students, and most of the Slytherin students in the classroom also looked at him with admiration.

【Ding! Your good deeds have been affirmed by most people, and your strong personality charm has helped you gain some prestige, experience +230]

Clark ignored the message and continued to keep his head down, while urging Neville to process the materials, while watching the fire attentively.

With his simple (thoughtful) help, Neville managed to come up with a pot of dark blue potion that was barely qualified when the get out of class was about to end.

Snape looked at the pot of potion for a long time, his nose almost stuck in the potion, but after seeing Neville's nervous and expectant eyes, he pinched his nose again and passed.

"Although this thing looks like a piece of shit, it's barely able to work. You can go."

Hearing the tone of his voice, Clark vaguely sensed that his attitude towards Neville was a little different. Perhaps, it was because he saw in Neville the shadow of being bullied when he was studying.

Not only that, but when he turned around, Clark also heard him say "Gryffindor 5 points" in a very small voice.

He was the first to add 10 points to Gryffindor in Snape's Potions class.

When Clark packed up and climbed the steps out of the basement with Hermione, the little wizards in Gryffindor greeted him warmly.

Some girls even looked at Hermione beside him with a jealous look, which made Hermione very happy, and she didn't care about the fact that she would show her rabbit teeth after laughing.

After dealing with these people, they met Neville Longbottom waiting outside again at the corner.

"Really, Clark, thank you so much today! Without you, I~I~"

While talking, Neville began to cry again, but Clark didn't comfort him this time. Instead, he raised his eyebrows and shouted angrily, "Don't cry!"

Neville and Hermione were both taken aback by his sudden reprimand.

"I took care of your face just now in front of others. You are a man, why are you crying! Think about your parents, are they crying! Don't cry!"

Clark's words were unusually severe, but the effect was very good. Neville managed to hold back his tears, and his tone softened.

"I have met your grandma before, she is a very good person and knows about your parents, but this is not the reason for your cowardice, do you understand?

In fact, you are not as stupid as others say. When I cooperated with you just now, I found that you are very talented in herbal medicine. This shows that you are not useless, you are just a chance to perform. Believe me, you can do it. of! "

Hermione also helped: "Yeah, Neville, you're actually very good."

There were tears in Neville's eyes, but he just pursed his lips, resisted the urge to cry, nodded vigorously, and ran away with the textbook.

Clark, who had just made a cameo appearance as a spiritual mentor, looked at Neville's back, nodded, and was very satisfied with his performance just now, but at this time two more people appeared in front of him.

"Clark, thank you in class just now, do you have time? Hagrid invited me to have tea later. Would you like to come with me?"

Harry took Ron and warmly invited Clark. Clark glanced at Hermione and planned to refuse. He would go to the library with Hermione later. Who wants to go with the two little kids? Find a big man.

However, when he thought of a certain plot behind the original book, he changed his mind again and decided to have a face-to-face with Hagrid first, to get acquainted.

After all, this Hogwarts hunting ground manager can still pick up some wool, no, it's the hair of a unicorn.

"Okay, but you have to bring Hermione with me. I originally made an appointment with her to go to the library to do my homework." Clark made the decision for Hermione directly, and Hermione didn't seem to be angry.

At five to three in the afternoon, the four of them left the castle, a large area of ​​grass, and walked towards Hagrid's residence.

As a gamekeeper at Hogwarts, Hagrid lives in a log cabin on the edge of the school, near the Forbidden Forest.

This house is located on a gently curved hillside. The shape is not much different from the farmhouses in the English countryside. They are directly driven into the ground with round tree trunks. If there are dense fences, they are generally built into walls, and then stacked with birch bark. into a dome.

The style of the whole house looks rough and natural~www.readwn.com~ It blends in perfectly with the surrounding environment. If it weren't for the crossbow and a pair of rubber overshoes in front of the gate, it is said to be the residence of the monsters in the forest. people believe.

When Harry knocked on the door, they heard a nervous struggle and a few muffled barks, followed by Hagrid's voice: "Back, Fang, back."

Hagrid opened the door a crack, revealing his large bearded face.

"Wait a minute," he said. "Back off, Fang."

Saying that, Hagrid, who looked like a bear, got out of the hut. The moment he bent down to go out, the door of the hut's normal height suddenly seemed extraordinarily narrow.

He was wearing a fur waistcoat and a trench coat, and when he saw Harry, and Clark and Hermione who were following behind him, a big smile appeared on his face immediately.

"It's great, Harry, you also brought your friends. It's great, let's come in together, few people will come to me."

Hagrid let them in with a smile, while desperately grabbing the collar of a huge black hound.

After entering the house, Clark immediately found that the interior of this cabin is much more spacious than he thought.

Traceless Stretching Charm! As expected of a student of Gryffindor, it seems that this half-giant is not a person who follows the rules.

There was only one room in the entire wooden house. Air-dried hams and pheasants were hung on the ceiling, and boiling water was boiled in a copper pot in the brazier. There was a large solid wood bed in the corner with a quilt stitched together with rags.

"do not mention it."

As Hagrid said that, he let go of the black hound in his hands, and the bulldog, which was taller than Harry's waist, immediately jumped at Ron and savagely pounced.

"Cousin, save me!"