Hogwarts, a Scholar Becomes a God

Since leaving the National Museum in Cairo, Hermione has been stern.

Even if they pass through the ancient ruin gates and enter the local magical streets of Cairo.

Hermione didn't say a word while wandering around this exotic magical place.

The three walked embarrassingly for a while, until Clark saw the food sold at the roadside stall, which broke the deadlock.

"This looks pretty good, want to try it, Hermione?" Clark asked while standing in front of the stall.

Hermione folded her arms and stared at him coldly for a while before nodding.

"Boss, come three strings."

It is said that the man who pays the bill is the most handsome. Clark paid the bill generously, and there is a delicious food entrance. Hermione's frosty face also melted.

This is an Arabic specialty kebab called kofta. The veal or lamb is minced, seasoned with spices and onions, whipped vigorously, and then kneaded into sticks, skewered with iron skewers, and placed on fire. bake.

When eating, you only need to use the soft cake sent by the boss to roll off the meat skewers, then wrap onion shreds, tomatoes, pickled cucumbers, and add sauces according to personal taste.

Once you bite down, the tough dough is full of chewiness, and then the juicy barbecue, paired with crispy and greasy vegetables, can be said to be very satisfying. ?

Food has always been the only choice to comfort the human soul. A string of barbecued meat is eaten with burritos, and the originally awkward atmosphere has been swept away.

? Clark was about to speak to explain what had just happened, but Hermione spoke first.

"Are you thinking that I'm being unreasonable?"

Of course Clark didn't dare to say yes, and Neville turned around quickly, facing the stall, as if he was still immersed in the delicious food just now, ready to have another batch.

"How can I, Hermione, be such a simple-minded little girl, since that woman can come to Cairo alone, it seems that she is also an experienced adventurer.

We want to search in the desert. , what is missing is her wild adventure experience, so you promised to act with her, I have no objection, and there is no jealousy. "?

Clark couldn't help nodding at Hermione's righteous words.

"What makes me sad is that since you said we were a team, why didn't you tell us something first?

That Laura, and that Evelyn, isn't the most important thing between partners is trust? ???”

Clark was about to speak when Hermione interrupted. ?

"Of course, we completely trust you. Since you do this, there must be your reasons. That person and I will unconditionally obey your arrangements??"?

Having said that, Neville couldn't avoid it either, nodding forcefully from the side, looking at Clark with a look of absolute trust. ?

The trust of his partner made Clark's heart warm, and he began to reflect on what he had done.

Perhaps as Hermione said, as a traveler, after encountering the familiar plot of the original, he gradually developed a feeling of being superior.

He became superstitious about what he knew, lost his vigilance and humility, and became proud and self-righteous.

In his heart, only he knows the plots of these rambling films and the so-called future.

The reason why he didn't want to tell Hermione more information about them was that on the one hand, he wanted to hide his source of information as a traveler, and on the other hand, he wanted to continue to enjoy the sense of superiority brought about by asymmetric news.

When Clark began to review what he had done and thought about in the recent period, he realized that he had unknowingly started to gradually deviate from his original intention.

No wonder the ancients once said that it is more difficult to obtain the Tao, and more difficult to keep the Tao. Confucius also said that I examine my body three times a day.

Even if he is a traverser and carries fragments of godhead, there is no guarantee that he will not fall and drift on the powerful road.

On the contrary, the stronger the power, the more powerful he needs to control his heart, so as not to become a slave of desire.

Although I also have desires, I also want to be a god, I want to live forever, I want to know infinite knowledge and have great power, but I want to be myself!

"I was wrong."

Thousands of words have been condensed into three words, and there is nothing to be ashamed of admitting one's own mistakes.

"My mentality has indeed expanded recently, and I have indeed ignored your feelings."

Clark looked at Hermione and Neville and said very sincerely.

"I want to say sorry to you here, and thank you for being able to tolerate my shortcomings and deficiencies. You will always be my best partner, and this will not change."

"Since we are the best partners, there is no need to say such words in the future." A bright smile appeared on Neville's simple and honest round face.

Hermione also said, "It's okay to apologize or anything, we are not stingy people, and you don't have any bad intentions, just remember to communicate with us next time you have something."

Clark must be nodding, just as he was about to explain Laura and Evelyn to them, Hermione took his arm.

"Okay, okay, since you're out to play, don't think about that." After that, she took Clark and started shopping.

As smart as Hermione, she also knows that women need to know how to let go when they see fit. When a man begins to admit his mistake and surrender, he must remember to give the other person a step down, and don't hold on to the problem.

A group of people walked through the bustling crowd and walked on Cairo's Magic Street.

Unlike Diagon Alley in England and the Champs-Elysees in France, Cairo's Magical Street is even more old-fashioned and dilapidated.

Most of the shops here are small houses made of yellow rocks and bricks, and some have only built a shed.

Enthusiastic shopkeepers randomly placed the goods on the roadside and sold them along the street.

And what they sell, except for some common magic materials that are the same as Diagon Alley, most of them are spell casting materials that are not available in the UK.

In less than a street, Clark saw a lot of dangerous magic items that were banned by the Ministry of Magic in the UK.

His eyes glanced at the wooden barrels piled up on the ground, which contained toad livers, crocodile eyes and the like, and were full of sticky stuff.

On the wall of the store facing the street, there are some dried animal tissues, claws, feathers and fangs, as well as black tissues and organs of unknown animals, all covered by a dirty rope Wear in a string and sway with the wind.

There are also cabinets filled with glass jars of various powders and herbs that seem to be more upscale.

But compared with the Champs-Elysees that Clark visited last year, the style of the entire Cairo Magic Avenue is more like a wholesale market for witchcraft materials in Africa.

Neither can be said to be good or bad. Compared to the glamorous Champs-Élysées, this place is more in line with the image of a wizard in the eyes of Muggles.

After all, Clark saw that in some booths, there were black magic casting materials such as pale skulls, dry hands, and rotten human organs.

Even if he doesn't know the specific use of these things, he can feel that these materials carry strong resentment and malice.

"In Egypt, the control of weapons and black magic items is not as strict as in Europe, and witchcraft is very popular throughout Africa!"

Bill saw what Clark was looking at and explained.

"After all, a lot of black magic is illegal in theory, but it's a near-public practice for wizards on this side of Egypt to practice it.

After all, the public security management here is really bad. It is better to ask for others than to ask for yourself. It seems normal to them to master one or two hands of black magic.

Of course, objects that are really too evil or too powerful cannot be seen here. "

Bill's words disappointed brothers George and Fred. The two of them were observing a mummy tightly entwined with cloth strips and hemp ropes, and they were discussing whether this thing was powerful or not.

"Hey Bill, what's this?"

Ginny and Ron stood in front of an old woman whose teeth were about to fall out, and the things in their hands reflected colorful rays of light in the dazzling sunlight.

It is a worm-shaped amulet carved from talc and covered with emerald glaze. It is colorful and has a mysterious sense of Egypt.

"A scarab amulet." Bill stretched his neck to look at it, and quickly came to a conclusion, "It can withstand a little curse, and if the price is right, you can buy it."

After speaking, he used the local language to talk to the old woman about the starting price, and finally spent a silver xike to buy this amulet.

Clark was more interested in Egyptian antiques with hieroglyphs than tourist souvenir-like gadgets.

Unfortunately, just as there are no antiques in Panjiayuan, there are no real ancient Egyptian artifacts on this Cairo Magical Commercial Street.

Although Clark didn't know much about the history of ancient Egypt, nor did he have any professional knowledge of treasure appraising, but based on his 37-point [Mysterious Knowledge] skill, the antiques on this street should have been last week at the earliest.

Therefore, after buying some local spices and textiles, everyone followed Bill to his work place without any hesitation.

"We're here, Gringotts, Egypt!" Bill said, pointing to a tall building different from Gringotts in Diagon Alley.

It was an ancient building similar to an Egyptian temple, and it seemed that the goblins also paid attention to following the local customs.

"Gringott's business is all over the world, but Egypt is one of the key areas, and the fairies here have great power." Bill led them through the tall marble hall.

Like Gringotts in Diagon Alley, there are dozens of goblins sitting behind tall counters, waiting for customers.

Because there are basically no customers at this time, some of them are eating toasted pancakes that are bulged like a balloon and are crispy on the outside and soft on the inside.

Some are carefully observing the flaws of some gems with a magnifying glass, while others are fiddling with the balance in front of them with their fingers.

But no matter what they are doing, these little green-skinned guys always have an inexplicable shrewdness in their eyes, as if everyone is a fat sheep.

Of course, in addition to those who work behind the counter, more goblins are still gathered in the side hall beside a group of wizards, busy beside a lot of ancient artifacts.

One of the goblins seems to be the leader of this group of people. In order to show his unique identity, this guy specially wore a red tuxedo, a green bow tie, and a very proud mustache. The place.

"Hey, are you a troll? Move lightly, this was dug from the tomb of Ramses II, do you know how precious it is?"

He was there yelling and directing the rest of the staff to do this and that.

As long as someone moves a little slower and heavier, whether it is a wizard or a goblin, they will face ugly abuse.

"Those are the cultural relics that have just been excavated from the ruins, and they are registering them and estimating the price."

Bill didn't seem to like the goblin very much. He just stood at the door and introduced Clark and the others, and didn't mean to take them in for a visit.

"Who is that goblin?" Ginny asked with a frown. "The one with a bad attitude."

"He is Francis Sterling, one of the leaders of Gringotts in Egypt, the best appraiser. He has good attainment in ancient Egyptian history and mysticism. He is also the deputy director of the National Museum in Cairo."

Bill lowered his voice, "Of course, he is also a greedy guy. There are rumors that he will deliberately give wrong information during the appraisal, so that he can buy those antiques at a low price."

"Oh, come on, Bill, we don't have anything for him to identify." George joked.

Everyone laughed, and the laughter made the goblin leader who loudly reprimanded his subordinates frown in dissatisfaction.

Afterwards, they strolled around in Gringotts, Egypt. After seeing Bill's working environment, they returned to the hotel late.

It was another sumptuous dinner, a local traditional dish in Egypt--roasted pigeons.

The pigeons, which are about the size of broilers, are stuffed with wheat, rice, onions, spices, and even a filling made of chopped lamb liver, and then slowly grilled over a charcoal fire.

When the skin is crispy, you can chew the meat together with the bones.

On the plate in front of everyone, there is a golden roasted pigeon.

Because his stomach was filled with stuffing~www.readwn.com~ Clark tore off a pigeon's leg, and the delicious gravy immediately came out.

After taking a bite, the crispy pigeon skin and tender pigeon meat immediately brought a rich taste, and the rich spices even marinated the bones.

After eating the meat of the roasted pigeon, dig out the rice filling in its stomach, just pour a spoonful of local unique mallow soup, and even the main food is there.

This so-called mallow soup is made from the leaves of the "mallow" that is abundant on both sides of the Nile River, chopped and stewed with mutton, chicken, butter, garlic, etc.

The boiled mallow soup, thick green and sticky, is similar to the Songsao fish soup that Clark had eaten in his previous life.

In this way, Clark and his party ate their mouths full of oil, and finally burped and touched their round stomachs and returned to their respective rooms.

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