Hogwarts, a Scholar Becomes a God

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"Hey, what's the name of that trick you used on the Quidditch pitch today?"

At dinner, at the long table in Gryffindor, Clark and Bruce met again, and it happened here.

He did not expect that the resilience of this American transfer student would be so strong.

You know, in order to knock this guy down, he spent a full 4 points of spiritual energy.

"Hey, what about you?"

This rude American red-neck spoke in a Texas accent, and his voice was so loud that it immediately caught the eyes of the other students at the Gryffindor table, causing them to look sideways.

"First of all, I'm not called 'Hello,' I have a name, and you should call me Prewett or Mr. Prewett. Besides, I'm not obligated to satisfy your curiosity, and I'm not your teacher."

Clark scooped up a spoonful of gravy-covered mashed potatoes and put it into his mouth, saying bluntly.

However, he still underestimated the shamelessness of the other party. Facing Clark's cold eyes, Bruce was still smiling.

"Oh, what a blessing to be called Mr. Prewett. I remember your name is Clark Prewett, so I'll call you Clark."

The muscles at the corners of Clark's mouth twitched. He told himself to calm down and not be as knowledgeable as a bastard, but Hermione, who was beside him, was infected by his rogue spirit and couldn't help laughing.

With Hermione's laughter, Bruce was even more proud, turning his head to wink at her, which made Clark even more displeased.

But his bohemian spirit was quite popular with Gryffindor students. Even George and Fred, who had clashed with him in the afternoon, greeted him warmly.

"Oh, we don't know each other since we don't know each other, we just treat it as a friend, let's talk." After greeting, Bruce said to Clark again, "Your name is Clark, my name is Bruce, we both have a mother , the name is 'Masha', this is fate."

This time, even Harry, who was sitting beside him, had to cover his mouth, hold back his smile, and twitch his shoulders violently.

Ron, who was sitting across from them, was no longer spitting slugs. After hearing Bruce's words, he was the only one who looked at Clark with a bewildered expression, "When did Aunt Jill change her name, why don't I know?"

Clark's mother's name was Jill Prewett, and Ron had met her when he was a child, and had also been given a broom toy, so the image was deep.

Hermione was also laughing out of breath. Seeing Ron's appearance, she quickly explained to him the superhero comics in the Muggle world, as well as Superman and Batman in it, which made him listen with great interest.

In order to get rid of this unremarkable Yankee as soon as possible, Clark had to insert a spoon into the mashed potatoes.

"Since you want to make friends, let me ask you first, what tricks did you use to expand your muscles on the court today, and why didn't you use wands and spells?"

Facing Clark's question, Bruce didn't hide it, and told him very generously.

"That's not a magic spell, but an alchemy capsule - a steroid hormone, a magical potion similar to adrenal hormones and androgens, which can stimulate muscle growth and increase blood oxygen content, temporarily enhancing human fitness."

"Is it the same steroid poison that Bane used?" Harry, of course, had read his cousin's superhero comics and knew about Batman's old nemesis.

"Hey, do you British wizards also read American Muggle cartoons?"

Bruce asked a question and answered without waiting for Harry to speak.

"Yes, it's similar to that, but we are a magic transformation potion invented by Dr. Hyde. The effect is better. Of course, the side effects are also greater. Only wizards can use it."

As he said that, he was very familiar with the potions class at Hogwarts.

"To be honest, compared with our potions class in Ilvermorny, you seem to be still in the Middle Ages, and you are all using old-fashioned scales, not to mention low accuracy, not even thermometers and electric stoves. Who makes potions now? And use magic spells to adjust the temperature."

Clark nodded subconsciously, agreeing with his rant, Snape was indeed a master of potions, but as a wizard, he still had his limitations.

But the next moment, he reacted again, the other party was talking about Hogwarts, so he coughed and defended.

"It can't be said that the magic world is vast and profound, and the old-fashioned medicine refining technique also has its good side. What we need to do is to learn from each other's strengths, rather than blindly deny it."

Bruce pouted, disapproving of what he said, but the debate between the old and the new potion is too big to talk about, just like traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine, it will not be able to argue at all for a while.

So he simply gave up the topic, "Speaking of which, I have already answered your question, but what about mine?"

As the saying goes, since the other party is so sincere, Clark will naturally not regret it.

"I used Huaxia's kung fu - acupuncture!"

"Oh, is it the kind of Chinese Kung Fu used by Jack Chen?" Bruce shouted excitedly.

Clark glanced at him, not expecting that he, an American wizard, even knew about Kung Fu stars in the Muggle world.

But think again, it's still the 90s, and it's the time when Jack Chen's popularity in Hollywood as an international kung fu superstar is soaring. UU reading www. uukanshu.com

Of course, what he used naturally wouldn't be real acupuncture.

This is the inspiration he got from the hypnotic suggestion of psychology. You must know that people's senses are often figured out. Whether it is looking for plums to quench their thirst, or drawing cakes to satisfy their hunger, they all explain this truth.

For hypnotists, in addition to language, a movement, a sound, or even a picture can make people fall into a state of being hypnotized.

Based on this principle, Clark took a different approach at the time, using the enemy's touch as a medium to release [mental acupuncture] to stimulate the opponent's **.

Then use [Fake Sensation] to disrupt the bioelectricity in the enemy's body, causing his muscles to twitch and contract, causing the whole body to cramp and the effect of being unable to move.

These involve Clark's psionic secrets, which he naturally won't tell Bruce.

And Bruce didn't know whether he was really stupid or pretending to be stupid, and he didn't question Clark's answer anyway.

Even in Clark's suspicious eyes, he took the initiative to explain his own affairs.

"I am an orphan and was adopted by No-Maji parents since I was a child, so I especially like to watch kung fu movies in the No-Maji world. Jack Chen and Bruce Lee are both my idols, and my name was changed because of them."

"Sorry." Clark said in a low voice, his tone softened.

Perhaps it was because the two had similar backgrounds, they were orphans without a parent or mother, or perhaps it was because of their mutual sympathy after a battle. Anyway, the conversation between them began to return to normal.

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