Hogwarts, a Scholar Becomes a God

Harry only showed up in the evening.

"Harry, where have you been?" Hermione asked curiously, seeing him first.

And Ron rushed over happily.

"We won! You won! We won!" he shouted, patting Harry **** the back, "Me and Seamus deal with Crabbe and Goyle, and Neville punches Malfoy in the eye. Green! He's still in the dorm this time, but Clark gave him medicine and said he'd be fine."

As a real Gryffindor, he was very excited about the gang fight.

"Tell me about teaching Slytherin a lesson! The guys are waiting for you in the common room, they're having a party, and Fred and George stole some cake from the kitchen or something."

"Forget about that," Harry said breathlessly, looking very nervous, "We'll find an empty room, you listen to me tell you..."

After Harry was sure Peeves was not in the room, he turned around and closed the door, then told Clark and the others what he had just seen and heard.

"After the game just now, I left the locker room and saw Snape sneaking into the Forbidden Forest to meet Quirrell. Clark was right, that thing was Nicole Lemay's Philosopher's Stone, Snape. Trying to force Quirrell to help him get that stone!"

"What?" Hermione exclaimed, then looked at Clark, she remembered that Clark had said that Professor Snape was a good guy, but Quirrell had a problem.

Why did Harry see the opposite of what Clark said?

Clark was expressionless, as if he was listening carefully.

"Snape asked Quirrell if he knew how to get past Lou Williams, and he mentioned Quirrell's 'secret trick'. I guess, apart from Lou Wei, there are probably other agencies guarding the stone. There may be a Lots of magic and sorcery, maybe Quirrell casts some anti-dark magic spells that Snape needs to break."

"You mean that the Philosopher's Stone is only safe when Quirrell can resist Snape?" Hermione frowned and analyzed very calmly.

"Yes." Harry nodded.

"It's over, looking at Quirrell's performance, I'm afraid the stone will be gone next week." Ron shook his head and sighed, not having any confidence in Quirrell.

Harry looked at Clark again, hoping he would give him an idea, but Clark smiled, not panicking at all.

"Don't worry, Headmaster Dumbledore is the most powerful wizard in the wizarding world today, and Hogwarts is the headmaster's territory. Even if Snape has any ideas, he won't be able to implement them for a while."

"Besides, I believe that Professor Quirrell can become a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts, and he is not as weak as you think. Don't worry!"

Clark's words were like a reassurance pill, which instantly made Harry and the others relax.

As Clark said, Quirrell was indeed braver than they thought.

In the weeks that followed, although he looked paler and thinner, he did not appear to be completely broken down.

Harry and Ron thought Quirrell was under pressure from Snape, but only Clark knew that Quirrell was possessed by Voldemort's remnant, which consumed too much of his vitality.

But he didn't care about it, as long as Dumbledore was still at school for a day, the Philosopher's Stone was safe.

Besides, he also has a backhand, a very ordinary-looking crow, always staring at the end of the corridor on the fourth floor.

That was Clark's favorite, Crow Fujin, specifically to prevent Voldemort from taking risks because of his own influence.

Apart from these little things, after five months of uninterrupted morning running, Clark finally completed the specialty task of [Running].

[Running]: General feat, your movement speed when running will gain +2 agility bonus. (You need to run along the Black Lake for 150 consecutive days, and reach the limit each time, and then invest 1500 experience points to get this feat. The current progress is 150/150.)

However, seeing that he only had 1640 experience points, he could only sigh helplessly, and chose to temporarily give up this feat. He still had to keep enough experience to level up to prevent all kinds of emergencies.

Compared to when the school started, his classmates have now recognized his erudition, which has actually led to a much lower gain in experience points. No matter how good he was in the class, it couldn't surprise people, because that's what it should be, he's just that smart.

This made Clark want to make a big noise again. Fortunately, his self-control ability is still relatively strong, coupled with Hermione reminding the supervision, this will not let the chaotic magic overwhelm his mind.

At the same time, in order to shield himself from these chaotic thoughts, Clark began to spend more time in the library with Hermione, studying potions and alchemy, which also made Hermione very happy.

As a primary school bully, Hermione, in order to catch up with Clark's footsteps, has also completed most of the courses for this semester~www.readwn.com~ This made her start to formulate a review plan not long after the new semester.

"Hermione, the exam is still hundreds of years away from us."

On this day, Harry and Ron came to the library again to find Clark and Hermione. The two of them watched Hermione mark all the notes with different colors, marking out the key knowledge of each subject, and they couldn't help talking.

"Only ten weeks," Hermione retorted without looking up, "not hundreds of years, of course, for Nicole Lemay, that's just a blink of an eye, but only if you have a Philosopher's Stone. "

"Of course I want one of those things too, who wouldn't want one? Right, Clark." Ron asked Clark for help, but Clark ignored him and only looked at the "Analysis of Profound Potions and Spells" in front of him.

So he had to go on: "Ten weeks is a long time for our short life."

"If you just want to say this, then I think you can leave. Mrs. Pince doesn't like people chatting in the library!" Hermione's tone was a little impatient.

Ron looked up and looked into the distance, and found that Mrs. Pince was looking at him with a bad face.

He grabbed a book that Clark put in front of him, spread it out, then took out two water bottles from his pocket and put them in front of Clark and Hermione.

"It's nothing, it's just that I rarely see the two of you in the lounge recently, so Harry and I brought some pumpkin juice to see you." Ron pushed the kettle in front of them, but Hermione didn't appreciate it.

"Come on, if it weren't for some special circumstances, you and Harry might not come to the library once a semester. Tell me if you have anything to do, and I have to study hard."

Hermione unceremoniously picked up the kettle and took a sip.