Chapter 5: My Stupid Cousin
No woman can refuse the smile of a child, especially this child is particularly cute.
When Professor McGonagall saw Clark's meticulous hairstyle and proper dress, she nodded in satisfaction and smiled back in a rare way.
"I'll pick you up when it's ready, and while you're waiting, please be quiet."
With that, Professor McGonagall turned and left the room, and when she left, the little wizards let out a long sigh of relief.
But the next moment, their hearts were raised again.
"Say, how do they tell which college we should go to?" Mr. Harry Potter, the Savior, asked his good friend Ron secretly, but the voice was not slight.
And his good friend Ron Weasley, although he was born into a wizarding family, obviously didn't know this when he looked like that.
"I think maybe it's some kind of test. My brother said it would hurt us a lot, but I think he was joking because he always didn't tell the truth. β
Clark was standing behind him, and just happened to hear this, and couldn't help but shake his head, speechless at Ron's bad taste for his brother.
He looked around again, and saw that the rest of the people were all panicked, no one was talking, and Hermione was reciting the spell she had learned quickly, hoping that it would help her pass the entrance test.
"Hermione, don't be nervous......"
Clark patted her lightly on the shoulder, and said in a deliberately loud voice:
"Remember what I said to you on the boat? When we got on the boat and crossed the lake, our souls were already recorded at Hogwarts Castle, and in that case, they couldn't have let us pack up and go home. β
His voice was calm and playful, and it quickly calmed Hermione. yes, if we're going to knock them out later, then why bother?
The little wizards around him also heard him, and although they didn't know Clark, it didn't stop them from believing the confident guy in front of them.
γDing! You took the initiative to stand up and calm everyone's emotions, gain some prestige, experience +80]
"When Godhead Fragments are activated, can reputation be converted into experience points? Well, but also, prestige is also the idea of worship, and it is similar to the belief that the gods need. β
Clark muttered to himself as he looked at the new prompt in front of him. But soon, he was drawn to something else.
It turns out that not all children are so convinced of Clarke, and some people are not used to his showy behavior, or rather, envy and jealousy of his ability to attract attention, yes, this is Draco Malfoy.
As the proud son of the Malfoy family, the famous drag brother, he can't allow anyone to be better than him.
It's just that he's not stupid, just by looking at the customized robe on Clark's body, as well as the demeanor when standing and the accent he speaks, he knows that the other party has an extraordinary background. So without knowing the details of the other party, he naturally wouldn't rush forward stupidly.
So he set his sights on Ron Weasley, who had been uneasy to deal with.
"Some people, it's such a shame for pure-blood families, that they don't even know about the Hogwarts entrance test."
Malfoy didn't name him, but just by looking at him standing in front of Ron, you knew who he was talking about.
"Potter, I've said it a long time ago, some people are not suitable to be friends." That arrogant demeanor made people want to punch him in the face.
This method is too rough! The Malfoy family's scheming education is not good.
Clark watched Malfoy's performance and knew what the guy was about, but he wasn't going to just watch Ron being bullied.
"What, you have an issue with us House of Privett and House Weasley? By the way, there is also a Longbottom family and the Potter family over there, which can involve the honor of the family, and we can apply for a wizard duel and fight you to the death! β
With his taller stature, Clark easily reached out and wrapped his arms around Ron's neck and said to Malfoy in a very intimate gesture.
And Malfoy obviously didn't expect Clark to come forward to defend Ron, and his face suddenly turned blue and white.
Of course, he also knew where Clark came from. The Puwit family is also one of the twenty-eight pure-blood wizard families.
Although the Malfoys and the Puwitts did not have much to do with each other, that did not prevent Malfoy from knowing about them. Especially recently, this family has produced a genius heir, and his father has not been nagging this child of other people's families in his ear.
New hatreds and old hatreds came to his heart, and he almost made Malfoy lose his mind.
"Hmph, you dare to intimidate me? Our Malfoy family is also one of the twenty-eight purebloods, and we are not easy to mess with. β
Along with his words, two strong young men with particularly ugly appearances stood behind him, like a pair of his bodyguards.
However, in the face of Malfoy's bluff, Clark only smiled disdainfully.
"Are you sure? It's about the honor of the family, are you sure you don't ask your father? β
When Malfoy heard this, his heart immediately felt a little weak, Clarke's parents died, and the Puvet family is now in charge of him, but the Malfoy family is not, and there is a father above him.
In addition, there are three other pure-blood families, although these three have declined, but the influence is still there, and against the four pure-blood families at once, even his father, he has to think about it.
Seeing the other party's dilemma, Clark looked down on him even more, the smile on his face was exhausted, and his voice unconsciously raised a few points.
"Fight and don't fight, retreat and don't retreat, Malfoy, what do you want to do!"
This angry shout startled several young wizards around who were watching the excitement.
With the prestige he had gained from taking charge of the family business, two of Malfoy's henchmen took three steps back with a wave of their hands and sat on the ground.
And Malfoy's legs trembled even more under the gaze of his dark golden pupils, and finally he hid to the side.
Seeing that the other party took the initiative to retreat, Clark snorted coldly, and then let go of Ron, whose ears were flushed.
"By the way, Cousin Ron, don't you say hello when you see your dear cousin?"
He didn't seem to pay attention to the conflict just now, turned his head to look at Ron and said with a smile.
Yes, Clark and Ron are cousins, and Ron's mother's original name is Molly Prewit, who is Clark's aunt.
"Cousin Clark."
Ron let out a sullen shout, as if he was very unhappy, but Clark was used to it, after all, they had always been like this.