Hogwarts, a Scholar Becomes a God

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Ryan Bloodhoof looked very angry and stood up directly, spilling the drink in the glass.

Clark didn't expect him to be so grumpy, and waved his hand quickly, "No, no, I'm just shocked by your generosity."

His words made the centaur leader's complexion a little better, and Hagrid nodded his head hard to ease the atmosphere for him, but the next moment, Ryan's face was even more ugly.

"This little guy is growing up. He has to eat five kilograms of fresh meat for almost every meal, one meal a day, and he needs to stay here for a month, which is one hundred and fifty kilograms of fresh meat. Chief, can you Providing these for free really helped us a lot.”

The room was silent. Ryan's face was blue and white, red and black, as if he had knocked over the palette. He was regretting the sea mouth he just boasted about.

As the only centaur tribe in the Forbidden Forest, they have 70 or 80 people, which can be said to be the largest centaur tribe in the UK.

Although the tribe arranges soldiers to hunt every day, the meat gap in the tribe is still very large, and the forbidden forest is dangerous. The meat they harvest in one day is probably only five or six hundred kilograms.

Such a small guy would eat a quarter of their clan's meat in one day, which is too much consumption.

"Patriarch Ryan, don't you want to go back on your words?" Clark asked with a questioning face looking at Ryan's expression.

"how is this possible,"

Ryan Bloodhoof ignored Bane's pulling gesture beside him, and insisted: "I thought he could eat how much, just a little bit, don't worry, I promise not to starve it thin."

"The leader is so handsome, he is worthy of being Hagrid's good friend." Looking at Ryan, who was almost bleeding in his heart, Clark also understood the principle of accepting it as soon as possible, and then said: "But since we are friends, we naturally won't let friends. It sucks."

"I heard from Hagrid that your tribe was in the forest and lacked iron tools, so they specially brought in a batch of iron arrows and iron tools."

With that said, he took out a small pocket from his arms, untied the rope tied to the mouth of the pocket, and shook it to the ground.

"Ding ding ding!"

After a crisp metal collision, a metal hill was piled up in front of Clark.

There are arrows, kitchen knives, iron pots, axes, shovels, and, by the way, horseshoes, which are very important for horsemen.

When Ryan saw the pile of iron tools, his face was flushed red, and his eyes were almost sticking out his claws, but he still insisted and said, "What do you mean?"

"As a friend, you can help us once for free, but in this case, we will be embarrassed to ask you to help again next time. Because you treat us as a friend, and we treat you as a friend, a friend will not take advantage of a friend. of!"

Clark's words were loud, and with this pile of iron tools, they were extraordinarily weighty.

Ryan began to look squarely at the human cub. The original rudeness, arrogance, and inconsistency were all subsided, replaced by heavy and aggressive eyes and temperament.

It was only at this moment that he showed the might of a centaur tribe patriarch, and it was not because he could drink that he could sit in this position.

Clark and him looked at each other and refused to give in an inch. Even if there was no murderous intent, the other party's powerful aura and sharp eyes still made him feel stinging in his eyes, and his bare skin felt like being pricked by needles. .

This one turned out to be an even more powerful shooter than Hagrid!

If it weren't for the fact that Clark still has a fragment of Godhead in his mind, he has a good resistance to this kind of attack that is biased towards spiritual attributes. If he were to be another little wizard, if he looked at Ryan like this, he would be scared and pee.

Hagrid, who was on the side, was worried that he would meet him like this, and when he was about to speak out to dissuade him, Ryan took a step forward to restrain his momentum and returned to his original reckless appearance.

"Hahaha, yes, yes, your friend, I made a deal."

After all, he raised his head and drank another glass of wine.

"Happy, Hagrid, to have a friend like that, get another drink, come!"

Hagrid froze for another drink with him, while Clark drank the juice just before him with a smile.

After a period of eager wine culture exchanges, Norberta's foster care mission was determined.

Seeing that the sky outside had turned blue-grey, Hagrid staggered and was ready to leave.

At this moment, Clark is also exhorting Norberta to stay in the centaur tribe obediently in the spiritual link, but this little guy with improved intelligence already has his own ideas.

"No, no, I don't want it!"

She shook her head like a rattle, no matter how Clark presented the facts and reasoned, she was determined to follow Clark's side.

In the end, Clark, who had no choice but to resort to the last trick.

"A gold Galleon."

A shiny, golden golden Galleon appeared on Clark's left hand, and with the provocation of his fingers, it rolled and jumped between his fingers, exuding a charming magic halo.

Norberta's dragon eyes stared like a copper bell, staring at the golden light in Clark's hand.

But even so, she shook her head, stretched out one paw, raised two fingers, and compared "".

"Two pieces!" Norberta said in a milky voice.

Clark shook his head, and just as he was about to refuse, Norberta's big eyes were already full of tears. His heart softened, and he could only take out a gold Galleon again.

However, at this time, Norberta had raised two claws and compared two "".

"Enough, don't make an inch! Otherwise, there will be no more of these two."

Clark severely criticized her for a meal. The little guy could only feel wronged, holding a gold Galleon in one hand, watching the master disappear at the gate of the centaur tribe with tears, and then ran back. The centaurs arranged for themselves a place to stay ~www.readwn.com~ and hid these two gold Galleons.

Under the **** of Firenze, Hagrid and the others walked all the way to the edge of the forbidden forest, but unfortunately, Clark did not have the opportunity to achieve the achievement of "riding on the back of a horseman" like Harry.

When they emerged from the Forbidden Forest, the sky had already begun to turn pale, and the adventure of this night could be described as thrilling, but fortunately, Clark's goal was achieved.

He not only rescued the unicorn, obtained new job transfer information, but also saw Voldemort's shot, and even used his invisibility cloak and unicorn to seriously injure Quirrell, which can be described as killing three birds with one stone.

Before the two returned to Hagrid's cabin, Clark didn't go in either, he just changed direction and walked towards the castle of Hogwarts.

Seeing that he was heading in the wrong direction, Hagrid hurriedly shouted from behind, "It's getting late, Clark, where are you going?"

In the distance, only Clark's figure disappeared on the dark green lawn, and after a while, a voice came.

"Don't worry, it's almost dawn anyway, I'll take a run before going back. By the way, tonight's adventure is very interesting!"