Hogwarts, a Scholar Becomes a God

Latest website: When Fleur went out, in the tent, only Clark and Krum were left sitting face to face on both sides of the tent.

"You know that story well?"

The silence in the tent was broken by Krum, the tall boy raised his head and glanced at Clark curiously.

Clark smiled at him, thanking him for the kind reminder just now, "I know a little bit about the myths and legends of various countries."

Krum nodded and continued to remain silent.

At this time, outside the tent, the same procedure began again.

"Oh, I'm not sure it's wise to do so!"

They heard Bagman shout gleefully, "Oh... just a little! Be careful... my God, I thought she had it!"

Ten minutes later, Clark heard the audience burst into cheers, suggesting that Fleur must have succeeded, too.

After a moment of silence, the referees gave Fleur the score, and then the whistle blew for the third time.

"Now it's Mr. Krum!"

Bagman's voice reached the tent, and Krum walked out with drooping shoulders, leaving Clark alone.

He sat quietly on the stool, not pacing back and forth like Bruce and Fleur, or clenching his fists nervously like Krum.

"Very bold!" Bagman shouted, Clark was unmoved, his eyelids drooped, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep.

The audience took a breath in unison. "He showed extraordinary courage—ah—yes, he got it!"

The overwhelming applause shattered the winter air like shattering glass.

Klum has done his job—now, it's Clark's turn at any moment.

He stood up and patted the non-existent dust on the robe.

Then, the whistle sounded again, and he lifted the curtain and walked outside, the afternoon sun shining on his face.

Hundreds of faces looked at him curiously from the stands above, and Bagman's huge voice sounded.

"Fourth Warrior, Clark Prewett, get ready!"

At the other end of the field, the Hungarian Horntail was being moved into the field by Charlie and other dragon trainers.

Unlike the previous fire dragons, it was still awake at the moment.

Although it was weak and unable to breathe flames, its vicious yellow eyes still stared at Clark.

However, this big guy quickly disappeared into the vortex of flames, and without Bagman's too much prompting, Clark followed closely and plunged into the flame portal.

Rotating, tumbling, countless bizarre sights composed of flames flew by in front of Clark.

He felt as if he had slipped into a floo-sprinkled fireplace and was being transported to some mysterious place.

Finally, after a whirlwind, his feet were empty and he stepped on the ground again.

This is a piece of soft grass, as green as the finest Arabian carpet, and the blue sky together make up a beautiful oil painting.

Above the grass, that is, under the **** not far in front of Clark, a wide river, with sparkling waves, rolled forward, extending into the distance.

At the end of the river, there is an undulating mountain range that towers into the clouds. Even if you just watch from a distance, the heavy and stocky feeling has always been deep in your heart.

Clark crouched down and tore off a handful of grass with his right hand.

The jagged edges of the blades of grass pulled over his palms and the pads of his fingers, and the wet green sap stained his palms.

Clark rubbed lightly and put the grass into his mouth.

Green leaf volatiles containing six-carbon and nine-carbon aldehydes, alcohols and their corresponding esters, mixed with the metabolite geosmin of actinomycetes, first penetrated into his nasal cavity and brought the so-called "green grass" And the smell of "earth".

Then, a bitter taste spread from the tip of his tongue.

"Pooh!"

Clark can be sure that everything here is real.

Whether it is visually, olfactory or tactile, everything is exactly the same as the real thing.

Even his sensitive sixth sense and psionic power were telling him that he really left Hogwarts and came to a strange place.

"So, with the help of the dragon farm secret realm, has this place really become an intercepted history, or a fragment of an epic legend?"

Clark patted off the grass foam and sap in his hand, stretched out his palm, felt the breeze on the grass gently brushing against his skin, and heard the melodious birdsong not far above his head.

"Then, according to the story line of "The Gold of Laiyin", the river in front of you should be the Laiyin River in the story."

Clark was tired of the direction the river was flowing, and looked at the mountain range upstream, "There, it should be the birthplace of the Lai Yin River - the Alps."

In the Muggle world, the Rhine originates from the foothills of the Alps in southeastern Switzerland, with a total length of 1,320 kilometers, making it the longest river in western Europe.

The Alps are the largest mountains in Europe, and are also the source of many major rivers, such as the Danube, Rhine, Po and Rhone.

Of course, Clark, who has no money, has been to these two places. He even went to Switzerland to ski and enjoy the beautiful natural scenery of the Alps.

And what he saw at the beginning was completely different from the scene in front of him.

"So, is it because of the deviation caused by epic legends, or in ancient times, this is how it was here."

Clark couldn't answer this question either.

At this time, outside the historical fantasy, Bagman's loud voice echoed over the entire arena.

"It can be seen that our Clark Warriors are cautious.

After he landed, he has been observing the surrounding situation and did not act rashly. "

In the very center of the field, on the huge blue flame portal, in the smooth mirror is Clark's standing still figure.

"Hey, he's moving, Clark is moving... he's walking to the river... what's he trying to do?"

Clark stood by the wide Leine, the cool, moist air slapped his cheeks, and his reflection was reflected on the clear lake.

"The first difficulty of the game is where is that evil dragon Fafnir hiding?"

He raised his head along the Laine River, looked at the upper Alps, and looked up at the blue sky above him.

Although this historical fantasy looks huge, it relies on the original dragon farm secret after all.

The first law of alchemy states that matter and energy do not arise and disappear out of thin air, but are only transformed into other things.

Even if the 'Great Holy Grail' system is supported by the magic power of the ley lines and the wizard's qi movement that the 'Great Holy Grail' system draws from Northern Europe, but the blessing comes from such a long distance, the consumption in the middle is also a lot, and at most it is just to expand the volume of the entire secret realm. Twenty or thirty times.

In this case, the hiding place of a fire dragon is actually a good judgment.

Contrary to what many people know, fire dragons are not ordinary beasts, they love cleanliness.

For the place to live, in addition to being spacious and dry, it needs to be well ventilated, close to a water source, and free of odors.

The open grassland near the Rhine River in front of me obviously does not meet the requirements. The only possibility is in the mountains upstream of the river.

In the previous three games, Bruce and the others also understood this, so after entering the illusion and getting a general understanding of the surrounding situation, they usually went straight to the mountains not far away.

After all, they don't know whether the length of the game will affect the final score.

It's right to end it early.

However, in the eyes of people outside the illusion, Clark's performance is different.

Different from the three warriors who used various methods before and flew towards the mountains, Clark actually just moved his two legs, leisurely along the Leine River, and slowly walked upstream.

Not only that, in the process, he even stopped from time to time, occasionally put his hand into the river to play, and occasionally smelled the fragrance of wildflowers.

That way, it's as if he's not in a race, but on a field outing.

"Shh-"

Some students who were originally dissatisfied with Clark immediately cheered.

A small number of people even whispered, saying that Clark was just shouting the slogan loudly. Now that the game really started, his legs were so frightened that he didn't even dare to look for the fire dragon. He walked so slowly, he was obviously preparing to delay the game until the end of the game. .

Clark, of course, couldn't hear these noises from the outside world.

At this time, he was still walking forward unhurriedly.

It's just that this secret realm is indeed as he guessed, and it's not as big as it looks.

Soon, after walking for less than half an hour, the towering mountains that originally seemed to be still in the distance seemed to have suddenly been enlarged, occupying half of the sky.

On the blue-black mountain, there was not a single green plant, only jagged rocks, like sharp claws and fangs, like the tip of a poisonous bayonet, pointing straight to the sky.

"It's a dangerous place!" Clark couldn't help but sigh as he looked at the steep mountain not far away.

According to his judgment, after walking for a dozen or twenty minutes, he can almost reach the foot of the mountain.

It was only here that Clark listened again.

This time, it naturally caused boos from the people watching outside.

You know, they just watched Clark walk for half an hour, and some of the little wizards even took time to go to the toilet in the middle.

It can be said that his performance just now was full of urine, and he did not give people a sense of urgency in the game at all.

But now he has stopped again and is still playing in the water by the river.

It's as if you originally went to watch the sci-fi blockbuster "Shanghai Fortress", only to find out when you arrived at the theater that it turned out to be a brain-damaged love movie. How can you not feel the atmosphere?

In the face of this situation, even the Gryffindor students who have been supporting Clark, many people expressed their dissatisfaction, and there was a "buzz" in the entire audience.

If it weren't for the fact that the game didn't charge for tickets, I'm afraid they would even shout "refund".

At this time, Clark in the picture made an amazing move, and Bagman's commentary also sounded in time, "Ah, we saw that Clark raised his wand and pointed at the river. , what does he want to do..."

"There are many obstacles!"

Clark waved his wand at will. If it weren't for the fact that a little wizard of his age was too perverted to cast spells silently and without a staff, as a [psionic] he didn't even need a wand and a spell at all.

With his actions, the invisible barrier of mind power extended out, and the Lai Yin River in front of Clark seemed to have been cut straight in and cut off by a sharp long knife, revealing a narrow passage deep into the bottom of the river. aisle.

Clark tapped his wand lightly to keep the river water on both sides of the passage from collapsing, while he walked down the river bed step by step.

On both sides of him, the clear and transparent river flowed slowly, forming two huge flowing water curtain walls, only a long line above his head.

The sun shines through the river, casting sparkling waves. Countless curious fish, shrimps, and crabs secretly observed the uninvited guest in front of them through the fluctuating water curtain.

Such a beautiful and fantastic underwater scene amazes the audience outside the fantasy world.

It's just that they don't understand. Isn't it to deal with the fire dragon? It's so good. Why did Clark go down into the river?

Among the people present, perhaps only Fleur and Krum, who had heard Clark tell the story of "The Gold of Rein," vaguely guessed something.

The next scene seemed to confirm their guesses.

When Clark walked to the center of the Lai Yin River, a slightly broken village ruins appeared in front of him.

"This... oh, look, what Clark found!" There was a hint of excitement in Bagman's voice. After being bored for so long, he could finally see a different change.

Through the smooth mirror surface of the flame portal, it can be seen that the first thing that appeared in front of Clark was a collapsed coral wall.

The reason why it is said to be a wall is that corals that grow naturally cannot be as straight and continuous as those remaining coral walls.

Walking in through the gap in the coral wall, you will be greeted by large and small shell houses.

The shells were supposed to be beautiful, but now they were muddy, covered with moss, and so tattered that they could no longer look their original luster.

In addition to these houses and walls, from time to time, you can see various utensils scattered in some corners, as well as small shanties for raising things.

Obviously, under the water of the Yin River, there should have been some kind of intelligent creature living here.

However, it seems that they have left here, so that the place is deserted.

Clark's wand stretched forward, strolling through the ruins, looking around vigilantly.

The mental power originally used to separate the river has shrunk back, forming a semi-circular protective shield around him, pushing all the river away.

"It seems that our little warriors are going to go on a relic expedition before confronting the dragon."

Bagman was joking outside.

"However, if he wants to rely on the treasures found in the ruins to cope with the game, he will be disappointed.

Just as he finished speaking, a slender shadow suddenly emerged from the dim river water, like a swordfish, and shot straight at Clark who was standing in the dome shield.

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