Hogwarts, a Scholar Becomes a God

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"later--"

"I don't know what happened after that." Hermione shook her head. "When this matter got here, no news came out. No one else would know what happened to the reporter in the end."

"It's just that someone once said that in the most remote and dark place in the city, they saw a beggar with crippled hands and feet, vaguely muttering, 'I don't know', 'I don't know'."

Hermione sighed.

"Anyway, as you can see, whether it's a wizard or a Muggle, human nature is always the same, and the guys who are high above, what they like to do most is to use one mistake to cover up another mistake.

Because they know that when they admit they are wrong, they are shaking the cornerstone of their throne of power. "

For a while, no one spoke, as if they were still digesting the story Hermione had just told.

After a while, Neville spoke.

"But justice can't be hidden, can it?

As if you didn't know about it, we all know about Blake's grievances.

No matter how thick the darkness is, the truth is always the truth. It can be covered up and hidden, but it will never disappear, and it will never change from black to white or from white to black. This cannot be changed! "

Neville spoke more smoothly and fluently, "So justice may be late, but it will never be absent. Clark is now helping Black to clear his grievances, isn't that the point?"

"But is late justice still justice?" Hermione with a clear mind couldn't help but retort, "This sentence is just a 'poisonous chicken soup' used to comfort others."

She had heard the novel word "chicken soup" from Clark.

"Justice delayed is not justice!

Just like the reporter in my story, during the time when justice was 'late', his mother was also mad, his body was crippled, and his spirit was broken.

Even if this matter was later revealed due to the downfall of the principal, and the truth was revealed to the world, the parties concerned would not be able to go back.

On Blake's body, can the so-called compensation make up for the twelve years he was imprisoned in Azkaban? What compensation can restore the lost time? Time can't go back!

So all the problems, in the final analysis, is the legal policy of the Ministry of Magic, the management of the Ministry of Magic is the problem, is..."

"Okay!" Clark hurriedly interrupted her, wondering if Hermione would continue to talk, and whether God Crab would pay attention, "This is not something we can focus on now."

Hermione understood what he meant in an instant, "It's not a problem that can be paid attention to now," that is, a problem that will be paid attention to in the future.

"What we need to focus on now is how to help Black, clear his injustice, and at the same time let Peter Pettigrew get the punishment he deserves."

"How did you and Black negotiate?" Hermione asked Clark.

Hermione nodded as Clark recounted to the two of them all of the general conversation he had had with Black that day.

"I don't think there's anything wrong with your plan. In front of everyone's eyes, expose the whole thing, and don't give the Ministry of Magic a chance to react--

Do not! I think the Ministry of Magic may not be able to react at all at that time. This bloated and outdated bureaucracy often has a contempt for the people at the bottom. They will ignore the occurrence of the masses and maintain an arrogant attitude in the public opinion. It will not be timely at all, and it will even be full of loopholes. "

"But I always have an ominous premonition that I'm missing something?" Clark said uneasily.

"I didn't expect that when you Clark was still nervous," Hermione snickered, "This is Hogwarts, who dares to make trouble here, don't tell me, this time you have brought Headmaster Dumbledore again. gone?"

"That's not it."

"Well then." Hermione spread her hands.

Neville then posed another question, "Where's Peter Pettigrew? Is he there? Will he follow his orders?"

"Of course," Clark was very confident about this. As a [Psion], he was able to control a person. "Remember Ron's previous pet rat, Banban? The one he gave me, that is Peter Pettigrew."

"what?"

"Is he a mouse?"

"Harry used to live in a dorm with him!"

Neville and Hermione's faces were full of disbelief, and Hermione had an instant guess, "He's an illegal Animagus? He can be turned into a mouse! Is Sirius Black too? Same? They used to be good friends, and he quietly sneaked into Hogwarts without being discovered, what could Blake become?"

"A big dog." Clark gave the answer.

"I knew it!" Hermione slapped her palm, "It's unknown what Harry saw, isn't it? A **** dog, when Black escaped from Azkaban, he must have gone to see Harry secretly, and was caught When he saw it, he thought he had met someone unknown."

Saying that, Hermione couldn't help but admire again.

"They are really powerful. Animagus is a very complicated and difficult spell. It is easy to fail due to various accidents in the middle, and it is also very dangerous when transforming for the first time. They can even be unsupervised. Succeed in every situation and every one, Harry's father must have been an outlaw Animagus too."

"Maybe the Black family has some special method that can increase the success of Animagus," Hermione guessed, "Clarke, didn't you ask for half of the Black family's collection? Remember to look carefully then. "

"Maybe it's the special magic of Harry's family, and the Potter family is also a very old family." Neville added.

Clark looked at the two chatting crookedly, and was speechless, but he really didn't think about what he had missed, so he could only stop talking about his uneasiness and change the topic again.

"I have already made arrangements for Peter's affairs. What matters now is the personnel arrangement for tomorrow."

He first looked at Neville, "Those students of the Dueling Club, how's the training going?"

Neville has been in charge of that group of trainees recently, and now after hearing Clark's question, he said without hesitation, "How is the training? It's alright, they all trained very hard, but they chose to take the same route as me. Except for the melee combatants, Hermione's students are not yet capable of fighting."

"Then call the academy that chooses the melee path tomorrow, and you will lead the team and be responsible for the security of the Fire Dragon Park." Clark told him directly.

"What about weapons? Just wands, or melee weapons?" Neville asked for his opinion.

"Certainly," Clark said, "there are in the supporting weapons park, and I'll post it when the time comes."

After making arrangements for Neville, he looked at Hermione again, "You don't have to go to the park scene tomorrow."

"Why?" Hermione's voice rose a few degrees immediately, "Are you afraid that I'm not strong enough and will hold you back?"

"No—" Clark quickly waved his hand to deny, "It's just that apart from the scene, public opinion should also be taken care of."

Afraid that Hermione would be unhappy, he quickly explained:

"Tomorrow you have to sit with the school magazine and make sure that as soon as the matter over there comes out, the "Hogwarts School Magazine" will issue a special supplement immediately, and I will also send the person in charge of the "Daily Prophet" side. The contact information is sent to you, you have to communicate with the other party in time, and contribute to the other party, this matter is equally important."

In fact, the main reason was that Clark saw the broken picture in the prophecy last time. He didn't want Hermione to be hurt, so trying to keep her away from danger was the best choice.

Hermione seemed to accept what he said, and she didn't argue any more, and directly substituted into the character.

"Then I will write the general content of the manuscript tonight, so as not to be in a hurry tomorrow, you will tell me the specific situation later, and I will write a manuscript for you to review."

Hermione did what she said, and stopped hanging out, pulling Clark and the others back to the Gryffindor common room to start preparing for tomorrow's work.

Silent all night.

The next day, the students who had just finished their final exams ushered in a happy hour that only belonged to them.

There is no need to revise nervously, and there is no harassment of test scores for the time being. In this rare free time, they can relax to the fullest.

In this case, all the little wizards turned their attention to the Fire Dragon Park in the Hogwarts Dragon Farm. As for Hogsmeade Village, what is that? The students expressed their complete indifference to the shabby little village.

It just so happened that, in order to welcome the upcoming summer vacation, Fire Dragon Park also held a "Summer Carnival" on this day, not only for all Hogwarts students, but also published in the Daily Prophet in advance. advertisements to promote it, open to all wizards throughout the UK.

On the day of the event, you can enjoy a 30% discount on all purchases. At the same time, you can also apply for membership of the Fire Dragon Park. You can recharge and rebate. The more you charge, the more you can get back. You can even buy an annual card directly. .

In addition, all the entertainment projects in the park are also in full swing, such as fire dragon racing, deep diving rafting, horror castles, float parades, and even various performances.

This made the British wizards who had never had any entertainment activities ecstatic and excited. They were even happier than watching the Quidditch World Cup. They brought their families to visit the park, which once led to the reception desk of the Fire Dragon Park lined up. long queue.

Clark frowned as he looked at the wizards who emerged from the fireplace. He didn't expect so many people to come today.

You know, there were not so many people in the previous trial operations for off-campus wizards. If it wasn't for Clark and the others this time, they had made emergency preparations and expanded space for some playgrounds in advance. I'm afraid that the whole scene will only be crowded .

But even so, Clark felt Alexander.

"Hurry up and send someone to notify Percy and let him arrange for the senior students to come and participate in the work of maintaining order." Clark whispered to Neville beside him, "Also, there are too many people at the scene, third graders. You also arrange for someone to evacuate the following students!"

Neville nodded solemnly and ran away immediately.

At this time, Charlie Weasley also came over, "It's amazing, Clark! The annual card and membership system you designed is a genius idea, and the maintenance and expansion expenses of the dragon farm for the next year are all in place. already."

His face was bright, and it was obvious that the abundant traffic and huge transaction volume made him full of confidence in the career he was striving for now.

Clark hurriedly poured a pot of cold water on him, "This money is just to collect the money from the future. Of course it will be a little more at the beginning, but it does not mean that we can spend it indiscriminately. And there are a lot of tourists today, and we have a lot of work. Still have to pay attention.”

"Got it, got it!" Charlie patted him on the shoulder.

"You just like to worry, everything is arranged according to what you said, and the materials are prepared a lot, and Norberta is also staying on the top of the mountain well, and it is guaranteed that nothing will go wrong."

"Hopefully." Clark suppressed his unease and nodded.

After saying goodbye to Charlie, he followed the surging crowd and squeezed into the gate of Fire Dragon Park.

The lakeside avenue in the park has been doubled by magic at this moment, but it still looks like a sea of ​​people, and the whole air is filled with a noisy and lively atmosphere.

Clark walked through the crowd with difficulty and finally came to the open-air theater at the end of the commercial street. It was only temporarily built last night. At this time, a children's stage play was being performed on the theater stage, and there were scattered pieces on the side. The children are pulling their parents to stop and watch.

Of course, Clark knew that in a while, this would be the center of the entire Fire Dragon Park, with a fantastic show going on.

He came to the backstage of the stage. At this time, there were some employees who were going to perform on the stage, but in the far corner, a black dog was lying there.

Clark ignored everyone's gaze, walked to the black dog and squatted down, wanting to pat its head.

But he was disgusted by the black dog and avoided~www.readwn.com~ and even grinned at him and roared a few times.

"Good, don't worry, the good show will start in a while."

Clark withdrew his hand disapprovingly and comforted him.

At this time, accompanied by the loud music from the theater stage, the sound of various gongs, drums, and erhus, as well as the sound of the curtain on the stage, the actors behind Clark who had been waiting for the stage finally prepared to enter the stage.

"Next, let's welcome with applause, the special opera performance from Huaxia, the Peking Opera "Harry Potter"! Let's welcome the actors to the stage!"

An old actor with gray hair strode up to the stage, another old female actor followed behind him.

With the appearance of the two of them, the surrounding light dimmed. It was still noon, but around the theater, because of magic, it seemed to be plunged into darkness.

"Dumbledore ~My name is McGonagall~"

"Dark Lord ~Voldemort~"

"Go to the high cone of the valley tonight, ah ke~"