Hogwarts, a Scholar Becomes a God Chapter 10

When the last bit of pudding on the table disappeared, Professor Dumbledore stood up again, tapped the glass in front of him, and the auditorium returned to silence.

"Oh, now that everyone has eaten and drank enough, I want to say a few more words to everyone. At the beginning of the semester, I want to give you a few points to note."

"First-year freshmen, note that the forest area on the school grounds is forbidden for any students to enter. Some of our old classmates should also keep this in mind."

Dumbledore's shining eyes swept the Weasley twins in particular.

"Besides, Mr. Filch, the administrator, wants me to remind everyone not to use magic in the corridor between classes."

Dumbledore glanced at the Weasley twins again.

"The vetting of Quidditch players will be held in the second week of this term. Students who are interested in participating in the academy team, please contact Ms. Hooch.

"Finally, I have to tell everyone that those who don't want to suffer an accident and die in pain, please don't enter the corridor on the right on the fourth floor."

Dumbledore finished talking about the precautions in one breath. He was as timid as Neville. Naturally, he kept it in his heart and prepared to be a good student, but he, like the Weasley twins, didn't listen at all.

"Now, before everyone goes to bed, let's sing the school song together!" Dumbledore said loudly, and Clark found that the smiles of the other teachers seemed to freeze.

Dumbledore flicked his wand lightly, and a long golden ribbon flew out from the wand, twisting and coiling lines of text like a snake above the dining table.

"Each person chooses his favorite tune," said Dumbledore. "Get ready, sing!"

"Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hogwarts, please teach us knowledge, whether we are bald old people..."

Fortunately, Hogwarts does not have the habit of doing radio gymnastics. As expected, no student, Chinese or Western, likes this kind of group activity.

Clark resisted the urge to complain, pinched his nose and sang the entire school song. After the opening ceremony was over, he hurriedly followed Percy through the noisy crowd and walked out of the auditorium with the other first-year Gryffindors. , climbed the marble stairs to the dormitory.

Along the way, Percy led them through deep corridors lined with whispering portraits on either side, and as they passed through doors hidden behind sliding shutters and hanging drapery, they also saw The moving armor was rattling.

This is full body plate armor! Still enchanted!

In Faerun Continent, such a set of plate armor is enough to buy a small manor, become a noble knight, and pass it on.

Clark looked at these armors and drooled over the wealth accumulated at Hogwarts. If they were all made into steel golems, they would definitely make the enemy's scalp tingle.

However, these little wizards were really sleepy. They all yawned and could only climb the stairs with heavy steps, without even looking at these things, and they had no vitality at all.

While walking, the person in front suddenly stopped. Ahead of them, a bundle of sticks floated in mid-air, and Percy took a step forward, and the sticks flew toward him.

"It's Peeves," Percy waved the wand in his hand, pointed at the bundle of sticks, and whispered to the first-year freshman, "A ghost who likes to play pranks."

He raised his voice again and said, "Peeves - show up."

He was answered with a loud, piercing, popping sound like a deflated balloon.

"Are you asking me to find the **** Barrow?"

With a puff, a dwarf suddenly appeared, with a pair of evil black eyes and a big mouth, floating cross-legged in the air, holding the bundle of canes firmly in both hands.

"Hohohoho!" He giggled slyly, "It turns out to be a nasty first-year kid! It's so fun!"

He suddenly swooped towards them, and the students were stunned, only Clark took a defensive posture.

"Go away, Peeves, or I'll tell Barrow the Bloody, I'm not kidding!" Percy yelled.

Peeves stuck out his tongue, made a face, and disappeared with a "puchi".

The cane that had lost the **** fell from the air, but fortunately Clark was quick-witted and stretched out his hand to help Neville dodge. They heard Peeves take off, his armor clanging as he flew by.

"You should be on guard against Peeves," Percy said as he led everyone forward, "Barrow the blood is the only one who can stop him, he even listens to us prefects. Don't go in. Here we are."

At the end of the corridor hangs a portrait of a very rich woman in pink.

"Password?" she asked.

"Dragon scum," Percy said.

I saw the painting staggered forward, revealing a circular hole in the wall. They all crawled through the hole in the wall, and Clark gave Neville a hand, and after that, they found that they had reached the Gryffindor common room.

This is a comfortable circular room, UU reading www. uukanshu. The com surrounds an unlit fireplace, fanned out with floppy red armchairs.

Percy guided the little witches through one door, to their bedroom, and then led the boys into another door.

Walking up a spiral staircase, they finally found their bunks on the top floor.

Yes, the first-year freshman dormitory is at the top of the Gryffindor tower, they need to climb more stairs and are further away from the lounge. The seventh-year old students live at the bottom. It seems that even in a magic school, students also pay attention to their seniority.

Six four-poster beds, hung with crimson velvet drapes, were lined up in two rows against the rock wall.

In addition to "Knowledge Incarnation" Clark, "Savior" Harry, "Cousin" Ron, "Gryffindor Swordmaster" Neville Longbottom, and "Demolition Wizard" Seamus Finnigan and "Passerby" "Dean Thomas, they all live in this dorm.

Their suitcases and pets had already been brought up, and when Clark saw his suitcase, he lay under his bed.

The five little wizards were all exhausted and didn't want to talk any more. They put on pajamas one by one and fell asleep.

Only Clark was still full of energy. Taking advantage of this time, he finally had time to study his data panel.

"Allocate 200 experience points to the wizard profession!"

Looking at the enough experience points in front of him, Clark regained the feeling he had when playing the game, and chose to upgrade the wizard level without hesitation.

【Ding! Raise your wizard class to level 2]

【Ding! You gain 14 (2+Intelligence 12) skill points]

【Ding! You gain 1 free attribute]

Chapter end