Hogwarts, a Scholar Becomes a God Chapter 42

After Harry and Ron left Hagrid's cabin, the two were still discussing the Philosopher's Stone.

"No wonder Dumbledore wants to transfer the Philosopher's Stone from Gringotts, a stone that can turn a stone into gold. Who doesn't want it?"

Harry's voice was full of yearning, and so was Ron.

"If I have the Philosopher's Stone, I must buy a Quidditch team of my own."

And compared to the wild thoughts of the two of them, Hermione was much more reliable.

"So Professor Quirrell wanted to get the Philosopher's Stone, not Professor Snape, right?" She roughly guessed the truth from Clark's words alone.

Clark nodded, looked at Harry who was frantically fighting with Ron in front, slowed down, and lowered his voice.

"That's right, but there are other people hiding behind Quirrell, and Professor Dumbledore's transfer of the Philosopher's Stone to Hogwarts is also somewhat strange. Therefore, I need your help next."

"My help?" Hermione was both puzzled and happy.

"Yes, I need your help. The Philosopher's Stone is the only strange thing that can show the spiritual world in material form. It can connect the spirit and reality, which is very useful for us to solve the defects of chaotic magic, so I need You're with Harry."

"Trust me, with Harry's temperament, they will never forget this matter. In the future, these two guys will definitely get involved in the chaos of the Philosopher's Stone. But I need to make some preparations in advance, it will be busy, only Can I trouble you to watch them first."

Hermione nodded, didn't ask anything, didn't say anything, the two quickened their pace to catch up with Harry and Ron, and a few people went back to the castle talking and laughing.

In the days that followed, Hermione began to be inseparable with Harry and the others, and the Hogwarts Triangle began to become famous.

Clark, on the other hand, deliberately reduced the frequency of communication with Harry and the others.

Since he had a close encounter with Professor Quirrell during the last Quidditch match, he also had a rough estimate of this ruthless man who lost his life in the Dark Lord.

At the very least, apart from Charisma, the professor's other attributes should not be lower than 13 points. Not only that, he should also have super-magic specialties such as [Silent Casting] and [Standless Casting].

In this way, Quirrell, who merged with the Dark Lord, should have a challenge level of no less than 10. In other words, only a team of four with complete configuration and level 10 can bring him down and capture him alive.

With Clark's current level 3 wizard strength, it is completely wishful thinking to deal with Quirrell.

But it's not all bad news. At least Clark knew that Quirrell didn't practice black magic or perform black magic transformation rituals in order to prevent Dumbledore from being aware of it, which made his body and Voldemort's remnant soul not match. .

In addition, Quirrell did not completely trust Voldemort like Hermione worshipped Clark, which led to conflicts and collisions between the souls of the two. This kind of spiritual problem was reflected in reality, that is, their strength will be slow. decline.

And after knowing Quirrell (Voldemort)'s situation, Clark was able to make targeted preparations.

You must know that the reason why the mages are mages is that they can slaughter gods when they are well prepared.

Of course, that's talking about wealthy spellcasters, and that's the case with Clark.

As a second-generation pure-blood wizard with a car and a house, both parents died, Clark inherited all the wealth of the Prewett family. Coupled with the memory of his previous life, he has doubled the family's wealth at a young age.

Money is really not a problem for him. Now every night, while Harry and the others were sleeping, he would enter the alchemy room in his ancestral suitcase to refine various magical potions and props.

"A gram of concentrating flowers, two eyeballs of golden-winged beetles, a leaf of a sacred oak tree, a little bit of armadon bile, and most importantly, a snake egg of a rune snake."

In the spacious alchemy room, beakers, balances, measuring cylinders, crucibles... all kinds of tools were placed on a long table, and around the long table, four large wooden cabinets that reached the ceiling filled the surrounding walls.

The cabinets are divided into small drawers, each drawer has a label on it, which reads: dragon liver, sphinx feather (missing), dragon blood, phoenix feather (missing), bird and snake skin, etc. the name of a precious material. These are the most precious collections of the Prewett family.

That's it, it still looks like it has shrunk by more than half.

No way. Back then, in order to support the Order of the Phoenix, the Prewett brothers not only sacrificed their lives, but also sold a lot of their family property.

If it wasn't for Clark's inheritance of the remaining inheritance, I'm afraid that his aunt, the only descendant of the Prewett family, would sell these things to continue to support the Order of the Phoenix.

Clark stood in front of the long table in the alchemy room, carefully filing off the top of the rune egg with a small file, revealing the orange egg liquid inside.

As a magical creature of the category XXXX in the magic department~www.mtlnovel.com~ Rune snakes are very dangerous and strange.

These large snakes, native to the small African country of Burkina Faso, have three heads, and their bodies usually grow to six or seven feet. They have bright orange scales and black stripes, which can be seen at a glance. where are they.

And the most peculiar thing is that they can lay eggs from their mouths, which is the only magical animal known to lay eggs like this.

The eggs of these runes are invaluable because they can be used to create a mind-boosting potion that stimulates the brain's response, so there has been a thriving black market for runes and their eggs for centuries. But nowadays wild runes are rarely seen.

The one in his hand was sent by his house elf this morning, and it cost a full 540 gold Galleons.

Originally, Clark was not going to start so early, but after the system was activated, every point of intelligence was related to his skill points when leveling up, so he transferred some of the activity funds in the family and bought one out of a relationship.

After filing off the top of the rune's egg, Clark mashed the eyeballs of Ningshenhua and the golden-winged beetle into mud, poured it into the eggshell, and stirred it together with the egg liquid.

After the orange-yellow egg liquid turned light blue, he put the leaves of the sacred oak tree under the base of his tongue, and at the same time dropped two drops of armadillo bile into the egg liquid, then he gritted his teeth, tilted his head, and pinched it. The nose drank the rune's egg liquid.

The light blue egg liquid was fishy and slippery, and had a strange salty taste. As soon as it entered the mouth, it was absorbed by the oak leaves that Clark pressed under the base of his tongue, and turned into a cool airflow, rushing into his mouth. mind.

【Ding! You have taken a normal intelligence potion, intelligence +2]

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