Hogwarts, a Scholar Becomes a God

The reason why Clark chose to come to Egypt is just to come here to get a glimpse of the secrets of the ancient gods.

When he resurrected Tom Riddle in Slytherin's secret room, he sensed a little bit of special fluctuations from here through the godhead fragment of the God of Knowledge.

It is precisely because of this little fluctuation, and the name of the **** Thoth, that he suddenly had the idea of ​​coming to Egypt.

It's hard to say whether his sudden thought came about spontaneously, or was it passively added due to the influence of some higher-level power.

But no matter how the idea came about, when Clark rode through the congested streets of downtown Cairo in his battered magic van, his realization was worth it.

Since he obtained the fragments of the godhead of Ogma, the **** of knowledge, even if Clark does not admit it, he has already regarded himself as a person destined to become a **** in his heart.

After all, time-travel, godhead fragments, golden fingers, systems, these things appeared on his body, even if he didn't say it, and his external behavior didn't respond, he also had an invisible sense of superiority in his heart.

Just like what many netizens said in the previous life, "If you give me the ability of the people of the motherland, then I will be the ancestors."

Similarly, Clark's ability to maintain his current state of modesty and prudence is already regarded as his outstanding control.

However, when he came to Cairo, the thousand-year-old capital, and saw the decline of the place where the gods were watching, he suddenly found out.

When the wheel of history rolled forward, it crushed ignorance, loaded with freedom, and at the same time left the gods far behind.

Perhaps the historical record itself is wrong. Those ancient gods did not disappear into the long river of history, but their speed could not keep up with the development of human civilization, so they were left upstream in the long river of time.

And when thinking of this, Clark's heart is also full of confusion.

Since the old gods have been eliminated, how will he face this world if he raises the throne to the sky in the future?

In his ears, the Weasley family's laughter seemed to fall into another dimension, gradually drifting away from him.

Before our eyes, the noisy scene of downtown Cairo is also gradually shrinking.

As if all of a sudden, he was out of his body, on a higher level, overlooking the people living on the land below his feet.

Here, the rich and wealthy class spend their days drinking and drinking, enjoying delicious food and the most comfortable living environment from all over the world.

Further down, the middle class with good family backgrounds opened their doors to run characteristic B&B hotels. Tenants from capitalist society came and went, and one night’s rent was enough to cover their family’s expenses for a month.

The middle-class people with less wealth have spent most of their net worth to buy a car and become a taxi driver. As soon as they see tourists, they swarm them, and they are really not afraid of being disliked by others.

Even if you can only get one business a day, it is better than not being able to open the pot at home.

And the most pitiful are those poor people who have nothing at all.

But even if they are so poor that they can only eat and wait to die under the scorching sun, under the oppression of survival, they have developed crooked minds, and they will do everything they can to deceive them, in order to continue to live.

Perhaps the people of this land are richer and poorer; perhaps there is oppression, exploitation and violence among them.

They still have the desire and right to live.

And all of this reminds him that even such a poor African country cannot be saved by a so-called god.

And when a **** is separated from the crowd, he is also an enemy of the world.

The dilapidated magic van finally passed through the bustling city with chaotic traffic. They passed the towering Cairo Tower, the sacred and solemn mosque and the elegant opera house along the way.

The Weasleys were immersed in this strange and exotic sight, and no one noticed Clark, who said nothing.

The van crossed the bridge over the Nile, and the majestic pyramid finally appeared in front of them.

"Mom, look, the pyramids!"

Ron's shouting finally woke Clark up from his thoughts. Although he was interrupted, he successfully rescued him from the tip of the bull's horn.

Looking at the majestic building full of magic not far away, Clark smiled casually.

He was also stunned. He is now only a 7th-level psion, thinking about what the road after becoming a **** will do.

Yes, thanks to the huge amount of experience gained at the end of the sophomore year, Clark had already moved up one level before he came to Egypt.

Name: Clark Prewett

Age: 13/17

Race: Human/? ? ?

Attributes: Strength 8, Dexterity 9, Constitution 10, Intelligence 16, Wisdom 12, Charisma 16

Alignment: Absolutely neutral

Occupation: Level 7 Psion Telepath (0/4000)

XP: 5511 (unassigned)

Status: Godhead Oppression

Occupational Skills: Education 47, Concentration 40, Bluff 51, Occult Knowledge 37, Spell Recognition 33, Rope Art 50, Document Interpretation 23, Negotiation 44, Gather Information 44, Sense Motive 32, Occlumency 32

Legendary Skill: Knowledge is Power (with Godhead)

Personal Feats: Mental Toughness (Occupation Feats), Psionic Talents (Occupational Feats), Dexterous Left Hand, Unforgettable, Noble Demeanor, Mobile Casting, Familiar Enhancement, Toughness (1/3), Iron Will, Magical Genius, Heart Like Still Water, Animal Affinity, Leadership, Destiny Concern, Evil Enemy

0th-level power: psychic infection

1st-level powers: Charm humans, hide thoughts, feel emotions, suppress morale, mental invasion, control small objects, secondary shock waves, hear light

2nd-level powers: disgust, mental acupuncture, shock, detect thoughts, secondary matter reconstruction, bionics

3rd-Level Powers: Forged Senses, Split Mind, Mind Link, Charm Monster, Rejuvenation

4th-level powers: dominate, make memory

Psionics: 56

Because seven is not a multiple of two and three, this time, apart from gaining two fourth-level abilities and getting some skill points, Clark's attribute panel has not changed much.

Therefore, if you are poor, you will be good at yourself, and if you are successful, you will benefit the world.

Even if there is a problem with the path of the ancient gods, it does not prevent him from carrying out "archaeological" activities this time. After all, anything that can be missed from the fingers of those ancient existences is enough to improve their strength by a lot.

After thinking about this, Clark suddenly felt a lot easier.

At this point, the van had already left the city center, and they gradually moved away from the noisy streets and began to approach the Pyramid Scenic Area.

The surrounding environment became monotonous. At first, they could still see some sparse low trees and shrubs. At the back, the car drove into a vast desert.

The three pyramids in the distance are full of magnification in their eyes, and the Sphinx next to the pyramid stands on the golden desert like that. Even after thousands of years, it still guards here.

"After we settle down, we will have the opportunity to visit the pyramid!"

Bill shouted cheerfully from the front, obviously seeing his long-lost relatives made him very happy.

They walked for a distance on the edge of the desert like this, and finally stopped in front of a chic small building with a spire dome and a strong exotic atmosphere.

"Here we are!"

Bill jumped out of the car first, and everyone came to him one after another.

The weather is really hot, the sun is scorching overhead, shining straight down, there is neither a cloud nor a bit of wind.

Everyone hurriedly walked towards the small building, when Bill and Mahmoud greeted them at the same time.

"Bill, I'll return the car first, uncle and auntie, I wish you a good time." After that, he drove away in the magic van.

Bill took his family into this chic little building, and as soon as he stepped through the door, he was suddenly enlightened.

Unlike the two-story building they saw outside, it was obviously casted with a very powerful Traceless Stretching Charm.

At the very least, this open-air courtyard with a fountain is ten times larger than the area seen outside.

Behind the open-air fountain, there is a splendid palace, radiating dazzling golden light under the harsh sun of Cairo.

"It's so beautiful!"

Ron stood at the gate of the hotel, looking at the scene inside, and couldn't help but admire.

Clark nodded.

It is different from the dark and dirty taverns in the British magic world, and it is also different from the fashionable hotels in the French magic world.

What Clark saw was an ancient temple full of ancient Egyptian and Arabic elements.

Big, is the first impression here.

The fountain in the center of the courtyard is large, as are the stone pillars engraved with hieroglyphs on both sides, and there are two huge statues of eagle-headed gods standing on the front, holding a disc like the sun, guarding both sides of the shiny bronze gate.

And looking out from the gate, facing the hotel, are also the three huge pyramids and the tall sphinx.

Passing through the fountain courtyard and entering the gate, the hotel is also full of unique exotic flavors.

The ground is made of white marble tiles, and the surrounding walls are hung with brightly colored drapes and Arabian tapestries. There are precious decorations everywhere. Even the doorman standing at the door to welcome you is the same as Gringotts. the leprechaun.

"It's really nice here!" Hermione exclaimed, "What's the name of the hotel?"

"Helios Hotel!" Bill said proudly.

"This place used to be a palace dedicated to worshipping the sun **** Ra in ancient Egypt, but Gringotts broke the enchantment of the temple, and after obtaining the treasure inside, it turned this place into a hotel.

Many wizards who travel to Cairo choose to live here, it is very popular, so I have booked a room for you here. "

When Mrs. Weasley heard this, she couldn't help complaining to Bill, "We're just out for a trip. Where do we need to book such a good place? It's going to cost a lot of money, right?"

Although Mr. Weasley won the "Daily Prophet" annual award with a full seven hundred Galleons, the family is planning to stay in Egypt for a month.

Even if all the money can't be used for this, at least part of it must be left, after all, they have 5 children going to Hogwarts to go to school next.

"Mom, it's actually okay," Bill comforted his mother with a smile. "This hotel is now run by us, Gringotts, so we internal staff can book rooms with discounts, and the prices are not that expensive."

Mr. Weasley, who heard this, was relieved.

Clark also looked around at his surroundings and nodded in satisfaction.

Obviously, it seems that fairies are much more reliable than wizards in terms of management.

A group of more than a dozen people blocked at the door of Shishijie, and the curious look around, instantly attracted the attention of others, and the faint snickers.

They hurried to the front of the counter, where standing on the stools were three goblins in scarlet and gold uniforms.

Like the Gringotts goblins in Diagon Alley, they were all short, with intelligent dark faces, pointed beards, and extremely long hands and feet.

When everyone came over, these goblins didn't show anything on their faces even after seeing the scene just now, and they still bowed to them.

"Sir, do you need any help?" said a goblin who looked the biggest in her grade.

"I'm Bill Weasley, and I booked two large suites with you before," Bill said.

The older goblin looked down at the record book and nodded.

"Yes, there is indeed a record of your appointment here." The goblin said, glancing at Bill, "It is two employee welfare rooms, and this is your key."

He took out two small golden keys, "Both rooms are on the second floor on the east side, I'll find someone to take you there, Qiris!"

Ziris is another goblin, and the name is also the name of the Egyptian coin. Obviously, these greedy little guys like to use the name of money as their name.

The Weasleys and Clark followed Ziris out of the hall, and many people came and went along the way.

"There are a lot of tourists here."

Hermione seemed to have forgotten the unpleasantness that happened at the airport just now, and said next to Clark.

"Yeah~www.NovelMTL.com~ Clark looked left and right, and just by going up the stairs, he found that Arabs, Asians, blacks and even some of them are not human.

Yes, absolutely, he saw with his own eyes a guy in a white cloak with a lizard tail trailing behind him.

"That's the lizardmen. In the desert on this side of Egypt, there are a group of the only remaining lizardmen tribes in the world, but they usually rarely appear." Bill followed his gaze and explained to him.

"Are there so many wizards who usually come to Cairo to travel?"

Clark asked him curiously.

They went up the corridor on the second floor. Looking down from above, they could see the gate, and from time to time, wizards from other places came in with salutes.

"Not at all,"

At this time, Qiris, who was walking at the front, seemed to have heard their conversation. Although this goblin was often criticized by the foreman for this, he couldn't help but interject.