Hogwarts, a Scholar Becomes a God

By the time Clark and the others returned to the Great Hall for dinner, rumors about the Potions class had already spread among the freshmen.

After all, except for the students of Slytherin, the students of the other three colleges have more or less suffered in potions class. So they all admired Clark for making Snape deflated.

Not only that, but his efforts to protect Neville's good deeds also greatly changed everyone's impression of him. If, at the previous sorting ceremony, the boys were jealous of him showing off, at least some of them now have some approval for the words of the sorting hat.

At least when it comes to being friends with him, not many little wizards will refuse, because you don't know if you will encounter difficulties, and it is better to have a reliable friend like Clark by your side.

However, some people like him, and naturally some people can't understand him even more.

Our drag brother Ma Erfu can be said to be the leader of the "Dao Ke" army. Although he doesn't dare to confront Clark face-to-face, he still does a good job of talking and disgusting the other party.

Fortunately, the first-year Gryffindor students only took Potions class with Slytherin students, and Clark also made a big splash in Potions class, becoming the only one in the past ten years to get a potion class. Bonus points for Gryffindor, so the relationship between him and Malfoy, a brat, hasn't reached the point of turmoil.

Except for this little thing that makes people feel a little disgusted, Clark's life in the magic school can be said to be extremely comfortable.

Every morning, I go for an unshakable morning run, then take a shower, have breakfast, go to class, have lunch, go to class, have dinner, and go to bed. My life is extremely regular.

The teachers of every subject here are extremely friendly to him. When there is no class, he will go to the library to read with Hermione, play chess with his cousin Ron in the Gryffindor lounge, and Compared with his job in 996 in his previous life, this carefree campus life can be said to be like heaven.

Not only that, but he also obtained information about a skill in the library.

[Document Interpretation (Intelligence)]: Ordinary skill, after special training, you will be faster and more accurate when interpreting text, patterns, and information written in incomplete or ancient forms. (You need to finish reading 50 books in the library and put in 500 experience points to get this skill. The current progress is 13/50.) - I finally don't have to worry about mosaics anymore.

This developmental skill is his favorite. After reading 50 books for a while, Clark did not hesitate to invest 500 experience points to acquire this skill.

After acquiring this skill, the system immediately unlocked a series of related specialties for him.

[Reader]: General specialty, you who have read a lot of books can get an additional +2 intelligence bonus when deciphering text, patterns, and information written in incomplete or ancient forms. (You need to finish reading 500 books in the library and invest 1000 experience points to get this skill. The current progress is 50/500.) ——Reading makes me happy.

[Polymath]: General expertise, if you have read a lot of books, you can get an additional +4 intelligence bonus when deciphering text, patterns, or information written in incomplete or ancient forms. (You need to finish reading 5,000 books in the library and invest 5,000 experience points to obtain this skill. The current progress is 50/5,000. Note: This skill will override the [Reader] speciality.) ——Slightly understand, slightly I understand, I just understand a little bit.

[Librarian]: Legendary specialty, insufficient conditions, to be unlocked.

Hmm... What else can Clark say, I can only respect the "liver" first. After all, books in the wizarding world are unusual. Some books that record magical knowledge cannot be read without high intelligence.

On this day, after Clark and Hermione came back from the library,

As soon as I walked into the Gryffindor common room through the fat lady, I saw a group of first-year wizards gathered together, looking at a revelation on the wall, and sighed.

"What's the matter? Could it be the midterm exam?"

Clark joked, casting a glance at Revelation.

His eyesight is excellent, and he could see the words on it from a distance: "Flying lessons start, time: this Thursday, location: playground, staff: Slytherin, Gryffindor first-year students."

"Unlucky," Harry complained to Clark dejectedly, "as expected, riding a broomstick to make a fool of myself in front of Malfoy."

He had longed, more than anything, to learn to fly.

"Not sure if you're going to make a fool of yourself," said Ron rationally. "I know Malfoy always brags about how good he is at Quidditch, but I bet he's just talking big."

Clark smiled at this.

Malfoy talked about flying all day long, he often complained loudly at lunch that first-years were not eligible for the house Quidditch team, and he told many long, boastful stories that always ended with him It ends with a narrow escape from a Muggle helicopter.

In fact, Clark didn't think much of him. After all, children, bragging, who hasn't gone through this stage.

It's just that he shouldn't take Clark's ignorance as weakness, and then this story was ruthlessly exposed by Clark.

Starting directly from the International Statute of Wizarding Secrecy, Clark points out that it is impossible for Malfoy to practice broomsticks in a place where Muggle helicopters pass by, so Malfoy is either breaking the law or bragging.

This made Malfoy stand there on the spot, his face flushed, and he almost died. It also made him hate Clark even more, and threatened to show Clark a good look during the flying lesson.

However, he is not the only one who speaks such big words.

From the tone of Seamus Finnigan's voice, it seemed that he spent most of his childhood flying around the fields on a broomstick. And Ron, if anyone would listen, would tell of the time when he almost ran into a hang glider on Charlie's battered broom. Of course, his lie was soon ruthlessly exposed by his cousin Clark.

"Ah, I remember you were trembling and afraid to fly, and then you were tied to the broom by George and Fred."

This sentence filled the whole dormitory with joy, and made Ron's ears as red as his hair. I've never seen you ride a broomstick before, so you must be afraid of heights!"

Clark smiled disdainfully, as if he was not interested in this kind of children's stuff, but in Harry's opinion, he seemed somewhat lacking in confidence.