Hogwarts, a Scholar Becomes a God

"Excuse me, is Clark Prewett in this room? I think..."

On the train of "frame time, frame time", a girl with beautiful blonde hair stuck her head in through the crack of the door, but before she could continue, she was interrupted by a rough voice.

"Enough, Clark Prewett is indeed here, but he does not provide services such as chats, autographs, and photos. Please don't come to disturb us again."

Hermione strode to the door, blocking the girl's sight, "By the way, by the way, help to convey to your little friends, so that they don't come again."

After he finished speaking, he slammed the door of the compartment with a "bang", almost pinching the girl's nose.

Harry and Ron watched the scene in front of them, holding back their smiles, the expressions on their faces were very ugly, and their shoulders were shaking violently.

Hermione, who turned her head around, looked more like an angry lioness, and learned ten percent of Professor McGonagall's demeanor.

"Look at it, look at it, it's all a good thing you provoked, this is the first few."

Obviously, they have experienced things like just now, how many times they have experienced.

Clark sat on the window seat and shrugged helplessly.

Hey, I can't help it, being handsome is trouble, and the troubles of the readers and gentlemen, he really realized this time.

Hermione sat back beside Clark angrily, folded her arms around her chest, and said nothing. On the opposite side, Harry and Ron were also shocked by her aura, and they didn't dare to say a word.

The small carriage fell into silence, and Clark didn't want to attract firepower at this time, so he could only turn his head and look at the scenery outside the window.

It was a large area of ​​jungles and fields, as well as lakes and hills. In the midsummer sunshine, they showed their vitality to the fullest.

Occasionally, through the curved track, they could see the front of the red steam locomotive blowing thick smoke, dragging a section of carriages, galloping fast on the track.

Yes, they're on the Hogwarts Express right now, ready to go back for the summer.

"By the way, how are you going to spend this holiday?"

Hermione, who couldn't stand the silence, was the first to speak after being quiet for a while.

Harry thought for a while, and said a little disappointedly: "I don't know, it may be staying at my uncle and aunt's house, otherwise what else can happen, Professor McGonagall is not willing to promise me to stay in school."

It seems that before the holiday, Harry has been looking for Professor McGonagall several times about the matter of staying in school.

Ron heard Harry's answer at this time, and immediately said to him excitedly: "You can come to our house this summer vacation, you can all come, I will send owls to invite you..."

Having said this, Ron hesitated for a while, and then added embarrassingly, "If you don't dislike it... After all, we have seven children in our family, you know... it's a bit crowded..."

"I don't think I'll make it," interrupted Clark. "Although I do miss Aunt Molly's sausage and apple tarts, I really have something very important to do this summer, so I really do miss it. sorry."

Ron hurriedly waved his hand to indicate that it was okay, but Hermione asked curiously, "What's the matter? Was it arranged by Professor Dumbledore?"

Clark nodded.

"good."

After he finished speaking, there was no more text. Obviously, he did not intend to reveal more information.

However, this time Hermione didn't continue to ask any further questions, just rolled her eyes, and then talked about her own situation.

"I can't go either. Every year my parents take me on vacation, and this year should be no exception."

Ron immediately looked expectantly at Harry.

"I, oh, thank you, Ron," said Harry, "I do need some hope, so if you invite me, I think I can go."

"Awesome!" Ron jumped up happily, "I think my parents will be very happy, and Ginny, she always asked me about you in my heart, Ginny is my youngest younger sister."

A smile also bloomed on Harry's face, but at this moment, there was a sudden knock of "Bong, Bang, Bang".

"What sound?" Harry asked.

"Oh, I've had enough!"

Hermione stood up suddenly, she thought that another girl was knocking on the door, but Clark grabbed her and pointed out the window.

Harry turned their heads to look, and saw a gray thing, up and down outside the window glass, flickering, and occasionally hitting the glass.

It was actually an owl chasing the train. Obviously, it was the knocking sound just now.

Clark pulled down the car window, and the owl immediately seized the opportunity to fly in, then dropped a letter in Hermione's claws on Hermione's lap, and began to fly around the carriage, apparently Very satisfied with the completion of the task.

Hideway's mouth made a clicking sound, showing a noble dissatisfaction, while the crow Fujin closed his eyes and didn't even look at it, full of disdain for this childish behavior.

Only Ron's owl, jumping up and down the cage, looked very excited.

Hermione picked up the envelope, found it was addressed to Clark, and held it out to him. He tore it open, glanced at the curious three, and said with a smile, "It was sent by Charlie."

"What?" Ron was taken aback. "Why didn't he send it to me? I'm his brother!"

Clark ignored his fuss and read directly:

"Dear cousin:

I have been thinking about what you said for a long time. The situation in Romania is very complicated. The upheaval in the Muggle world has deeply affected the wizarding world, but it is not as complete as the Muggle world, so everything is chaotic.

Although I still have a few Hogwarts alumni here, the wizards here are extremely xenophobic, and they don’t let us get involved in many core tasks. They just arrange some simple tasks for us, everyone. life is not very good.

So when you mentioned that, I discussed it with my friends again, and we all decided that if Headmaster Dumbledore was willing to pay us, everyone would be willing to go home and work.

But the specific time has to wait until after Christmas next year, when we get the qualification certificate of dragon breeders.

To be honest~www.readwn.com~ I really miss my mother, but unfortunately this year, I am afraid that I will not be able to go home again. Please give my regards to her, my father, my brothers and sisters.

Love you: Charlie Weasley. "

"Charlie's coming back?" Ron was taken aback.

Clark nodded, "Yes, didn't I say before that after the establishment of the Hogwarts dragon farm, special personnel are needed to maintain it. This is a good opportunity, so I wrote a letter to Charlie , tell him what's going on here, and invite him back."

"Then my mother will be very happy!" Ron smiled so much that the corners of his mouth almost couldn't close.

"Yeah!" Clark looked at the letter in his hand. "How can you compare to home when you are away from home? If you can come back, you have to come back sooner."

At this time, the rapidly receding countryside and fields outside the car window became more and more green and tidy, and from time to time one or two Muggle towns could be seen.

This all implies that they are returning to a more modern civilized society.

Happy holidays, here we come!