Hogwarts, a Scholar Becomes a God - v7 Chapter 69 The end of the Nibelung

【Ding! The current event has ended and is being settled...]

【Ding! Congratulations, you have successfully passed the prologue of the historical fantasy "Ring of the Nibelung", "The Gold of Rein", and completed the first task of the Triwizard Tournament. You have obtained some information about the priesthood of "Love". 】

【Ding! Your splendid performance has been admired by the audience, and you have achieved good results, gaining 20,000 experience points. 】

【Ding! You have successfully gained the admiration and love of Lai Yinhe Fairy, and charm +1. 】

【Ding! You have successfully obtained the legendary historical relic "Tear of the Fairy", please explore the related functions by yourself. 】

【Ding! You have completed the historical epic fantasy, and the progress of the heroic deeds of the legendary feat "Heroic Character" has been completed (1/3). 】

A series of system prompts sounded like beautiful music, which put Clark in a good mood.

In addition to the most useful 20,000 experience points, the charm plus 1 can be said to be a pleasant surprise.

As for the progress of completing the heroic deeds of the Legendary Specialty [Heroic Character], this was within Clark's expectations, because it was a tricky act designed by him.

In Clark's view, the judgment of heroic deeds is actually very vague.

At a lower level, you can think that saving a fire, subduing robbers on the street, and saving cats and dogs in trees are heroic deeds.

And at a higher level, in the modern history of the wizarding world of Harry Potter, perhaps only Dumbledore's defeat of Grindelwald, and then Harry's defeat of Voldemort, can be regarded as heroic deeds.

So Clark wanted to see, if he entered the historical fantasy of the legendary heroic epic and replicated the actions of the heroes, could it be counted as heroic deeds.

As for the result, it is also obvious that this tricky behavior can only be regarded as part of the heroic deeds.

At the same time, Clark also understood that the so-called heroic deeds, in addition to unusual behaviors, should also have a hidden indicator of the degree of praise.

But in any case, it is enough to meet the requirements. As for only one-third of the progress, it is good to come a few more times.

Clark took stock of his gains as he prepared to leave the arena and return to school.

But before they left, they met Charlie Weiss.

"Congratulations, you were tied as soon as you came up, Clark! You and Krum have the same score, tied for first place!"

He hurried up to meet them.

"Listen, I've got to run, I'm sending an owl to deliver a letter to Mom, and I swear I'll tell her everything—oh, it's unbelievable!

Oh, almost forgot - they told me to tell you, you have to stay here for a few more minutes... Bagman has a few words to say, right in the warriors' tent. "

After that, Charlie hurried to the owl shed again.

Clark asked Hermione and Neville to wait for him, then walked into the tent where he had been waiting again.

Fleur, Bruce, and Krum also walked in together, and Krum even grinned at Clark for a rare occasion, if the corners of his mouth were raised as a smile.

"you're good."

"You too," Clark said, smiling back at him.

"You've all done a good job!" said Ludo Bagman, jumping briskly into the tent, looking ecstatic, as if he himself had just managed to deal with a dragon.

"Especially our last warrior - Clark Prewett, who with his extraordinary intelligence and deep knowledge of the story, has broadened the boundaries of the game, allowing us to see a lot of different things, but also for the audience. They bring a whole new look to the game.”

Having said that, Ludo Bagman gave Clark a flattering smile.

"Okay, now the first project is over, and next, the second project will start at 9:30 am on February 24 next year.

Until then, you can rest for a long time - but we'll leave some questions for you to consider! "

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and the four golden eggs piled in the corner of the tent flew in front of the four warriors.

Clark hurriedly took the golden egg and found that it was fluttering in his hand, obviously not real gold.

"You look down at the golden eggs you hold in your hands, and you see they can be opened... see the seams there?" Bagman pointed.

"You must unravel the clues provided in the egg - that will tell you what the second item is, and you can prepare!

Oh, yes, there is one more thing, in this game, the treasures you brought from the historical fantasy will be allowed to be used in the next game.

How is it, is it clear? Do you have any other questions? "

"No!" Clark, Bruce, Fleur, and Krum replied at the same time.

"That's good, since that's the case, that's all I have to say, I wish you good luck."

Ludo Bagman took off his hat, bowed slightly, bowed to the warriors, and then politely turned sideways, letting the warriors go to celebrate with their relatives and friends.

Clark left the tent, found Neville and Hermione waiting outside, and the three walked towards the castle together, chatting non-stop along the way.

Clark also wanted to learn more about how the other warriors did it, but when they were walking around a bush, two figures suddenly came out from behind the bushes.

It was Ron and Harry, Clark seemed to have known it for a long time and didn't feel the slightest surprise.

Under the gaze of the three, and with Harry's encouragement, Ron finally walked to Clark.

"Clark, congratulations." Ron said with a guilty conscience.

"You're here to tell me this, my dear cousin?" Clark looked at him half-smiling.

"No," Harry explained hastily from the side, "Ron here, yes—"

"I'm here to apologize to you!" Before Harry could finish, Ron shouted with his neck stuck.

His voice was very loud, and there were also classmates who were returning to school not far away. When they heard the voice, they all looked over and pointed.

Hearing Ron's words, Clark's eyes softened a lot, "At least, you're not that stupid."

Ron said a little disappointedly, "I shouldn't be jealous of you, this kind of competition is so difficult, even if I really signed up, it's just a shame."

Clark sighed, stepped forward and patted his shoulder hard, "Silly brother, the greatest courage in life is to dare to accept the ordinary self. From this point alone, you have surpassed many people!"

Hearing these words, Ron raised his head and looked at Clark in disbelief. "Clark, do you forgive me?"

"I never thought you were wrong, so how can I forgive you for saying that?" Clark laughed, "On the contrary, your jealousy towards me just proves that your heart, at least, is right about good things. There's something to yearn for, isn't it?"

He said earnestly to his cousin:

"When we were kids, we all felt that we were extraordinary, that we were born to be glorious.

However, it was not until we struggled in the mud of life that we were always exhausted by trivial things, and that our will was worn down, we realized that we were just ordinary people.

We falter, we struggle, we tell ourselves we might be able to do better, and we shouldn't be.

However, the reality always gave us a blow in the head. "

Clark's voice was so contagious that not only Ron, but Harry, Hermione, and Neville were fascinated by it.

Ron couldn't help asking, "Do you feel that way too?"

"People's desires are endless. I have money like me, and I have times when I am powerless." Clark replied.

"But it is precisely because of this that I need to understand a truth. Ordinary and extraordinary are always relative. Only by accepting that ordinary self can you see the extraordinary shining points in yourself.

So, Ron, ordinary is not scary!

If a person has an ordinary life, he can at least live as he accepts; but a mediocre life, if he is not careful, will live as he hates.

I hope, you are ordinary, but not annoying. "

Ron nodded subconsciously, there was still a hint of confusion in his eyes, but a smile already appeared on his face.

Clark naturally smiled back at him, and Harry, who was standing beside him, also smiled with relief.

"Okay, great reunion!" Hermione laughed aside, "but we still have to hurry back to dinner."

They returned to Hogwarts Castle together, and the long table was already filled with various delicacies to celebrate the successful conclusion of the first game of the Triwizard Tournament.

"Tell me, I think Clark will definitely win this competition!" Ron said to Seamus beside him while eating chicken legs at the dinner table.

Clark knew that Ron was saying this to make up for the stupidity of his previous weeks, but it was a good feeling to be touted.

"There is still a long way to go before Clark to complete this competition." Hermione, who was sitting on the side, heard Ron's words and said with a serious face, "This first project, Clark, took advantage of the background of the story. , I don't know what the next game will be like?"

"I want to see some light!" Ron waved his hand indifferently. "Hermione, you and Professor Trelawney have a common language like this, and you should unite."

This meal and dinner, the Gryffindor people only ate half full, because George and Fred had already reminded them that there was a surprise party for Clark in the evening, for which the twin brothers had already stolen from the kitchen Lots of delicious food.

Sure enough, when they walked into the Gryffindor common room after dinner, there was another burst of cheers and noise.

"Welcome our warriors!"

In the warm lounge, there were hills of cakes on the tables and chairs, and jugs of pumpkin juice and butterbeer.

Lee Jordan set off some laborious fireworks, and there were many stars and sparks in the air.

Dean Thomas, who specializes in painting, has put up several striking new banners, most of them depicting Clark and the dragon chase.

The largest of them is a picture of Clark holding a gold ring surrounded by a group of beautiful river fairies.

Hermione snorted disapprovingly when she saw the painting.

Clark smiled and joined them in the celebration.

During the celebration, from time to time someone would come to Clark to greet him, and some little witches appeared several times, all with admiration in their eyes.

Fortunately, Clark has been keeping a distance from these girls, so that Hermione would not overturn the vinegar jar.

After a while, he sat down with Harry and Hermione.

"God, it's pretty heavy," Lee Jordan came over at this time, picked up Clark's golden egg on the table, weighed it with both hands, and said, "Open it up, Clark! Let's look inside. what is it!"

"Yeah, Clark, open it up and let us see!" Several people responded.

Clark didn't refuse, just beckoned, and Lee handed him the golden egg.

He took the golden egg and carefully observed it in his hand. The surface of this thing is very smooth, only the middle part has a circle of gaps.

Clark dug his fingernails into the grooves on the golden egg and easily pried it open.

It's just that it's empty, there's nothing in it—

No, you can't say that either.

The moment Clark opened it, an extremely terrifying, piercing scream spread from inside, filling the entire room.

Harry was sitting in the seat closest to the golden egg, and when he heard the sound, he remembered the noise of the ghosts playing with the saws at the nearly headless Nick's death party.

"Shut it up!" Fred yelled, covering his ears with his hands.

Clark closed the golden egg immediately, and he was not affected in any way.

"What's that?" Seamus Finnigan asked, staring at the golden egg. "It sounds like a female ghost... Clark, you might have to pass a female ghost next time!"

"It looks like someone is being tortured!"

Ron said with a worried look - his face was pale, and he threw the sausage meat all over the floor, "You are dealing with the Cruciatus!"

"Don't be silly, Ron, it's not legal," George said. "They can't chant Cruciatus on Warriors. I think it sounds a bit like Percy singing... Maybe you're going to be in his rush. Attack him in the shower, Clark."

The crowd burst into laughter, and Clark followed suit.

Of course he knew that the noise was a mermaid song~www.novelbuddy.com~ It was good to put the golden egg under water, but Clark didn't say it.

It's not a good place to talk about it because there are a lot of people here.

The festivities continued, and Fred was handing out food.

"Would you like a jam pie, Hermione?"

Hermione looked suspiciously at the plate he handed over, and Fred grinned.

Don't worry," he said, "I didn't do anything to them, you need to watch out for the custard biscuits—"

Neville had just taken a bite of the custard cookie when he choked and spat out the cookie.

Fred laughed. "I was just kidding, Neville..."

The common room was filled with cheerful laughter again.

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