Clark chose to come to Egypt only to get a glimpse of the secrets of the ancient gods.

When he resurrected Tom Riddle in the Slytherin vault, he sensed a little special fluctuation coming from here through the fragment of the Godhead of the God of Knowledge.

It was precisely because of this little fluctuation, as well as the name of the god Thoth, that he suddenly had the idea of coming to Egypt.

It is difficult to say whether this sudden thought of his came of his own accord or was passively added by the influence of some higher level force.

But no matter how the idea came about, when Clark rode through the congested roads of downtown Cairo in a dilapidated magic van, his realizations were in vain.

Ever since he obtained the fragment of the Godhead of Ogma, the God of Knowledge, even if Clark himself did not admit it, he had already considered himself a man destined to become a god 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, his external behavior did not react, and he also had an invisible sense of superiority in his heart.

is like what many netizens said in the previous life, "If I am given the ability of the motherland, then I am the ancestor." ”

In the same way, Clarke's ability to maintain this modest and cautious state is already extraordinarily good for his control.

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

As the wheels of history roll forward, they crush ignorance and load freedom, and at the same time leave the gods far behind.

Perhaps the historical record itself is wrong, those ancient gods did not disappear in the long river of history, but their speed has not kept up with the development of human civilization, so they have been left in the upper reaches of the long river of time.

And when he thought of this, Clark's heart was also full of confusion.

Now that the old gods have been eliminated, how will he face this world if he exalts his throne to the sky in the future?

In his ears, the Weasleys' slapstick and laughter seemed to fall into another dimension, gradually moving away from him.

Right now, the noisy scene in downtown Cairo is shrinking.

It was as if all of a sudden, he was out of his body, on a higher level, looking down on the people living on the land beneath his feet.

Here, the wealthy and wealthy class spend their days drinking and enjoying the world's cuisine and the most comfortable living environment.

Further down, the middle class from well-to-do families opened their doors to run characteristic homestays, and the tenants of the capitalist society came and went, and the money for a night was enough for their family's expenses for a month.

The middle-class who are a little less wealthy have spent most of their net worth to buy a car and become taxi drivers, and they are really not afraid of being disliked by others as soon as they see tourists.

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

And the most pitiful are those poor people who have no family background at all.

But even if they are so poor that they can only eat and wait for death under the scorching sun, they also start to think crookedly under the pressure of survival, and they do everything they can to abduct and deceive, in order to continue to live.

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

They still have the desire and the right to live.

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

And when a god is separated from the masses, he is also an enemy of the world.

The dilapidated magic van finally made its way through the bustling city of chaotic traffic, passing the towering Cairo Tower, the sacred mosque and the elegant opera house.

The Weasleys were so immersed in this strange and exotic spectacle that no one noticed Clark who didn't say a word.

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

"Mom, look, pyramid!"

Ron's shouting finally woke Clark from his contemplation, and although he was interrupted from his train of thought, he managed to save him from the tip of the bull's horn.

Looking at the majestic building not far away, Clark smiled.

He is also stunned, he is only a level 7 psychic warlock now, what do you want to do with those paths after becoming a god.

Yes, thanks to the amount of experience gained at the end of his second year, Clark had already risen one level before he came to Egypt.

Name: Clark Prewitt

Age: 13 years old/17 years old

Race: Human/???

Attributes: Strength 8, Agility 9, Constitution 10, Intelligence 16, Perception 12, Charisma 16

Faction: Absolutely neutral

Class: Level 7 Psychic Warlock, Teleporter (0/4000)

Experience Points: 5511 (Unassigned)

Status: Godhead oppression

Vocational skills: Education 47, Concentration 40, Bluffing 51, Mystic Knowledge 37, Spell Recognition 33, Rope Art 50, Document Interpretation 23, Negotiation 44, Information Collection 44, Observation of Words and Emotions 32, Occlumency 32

Legendary Skill: Knowledge is Power (Comes with Godhead)

Personal Specialties: Psychic Strength (Career Specialty), Psionic Talent (Career Specialty), Dexterous Left Hand, Unforgettable, Nobility, Mobile Casting, Pet Enhancement, Robustness (1/3), Iron Will, Magical Genius, Heart Like Water, Animal Affinity, Leadership, Destiny Attention, Enemy of Evil

Level 0: Psychic infection

Level 1 Abilities: Charm humans, conceal thoughts, feel emotions, suppress morale, intrude, manipulate small objects, secondary shockwaves, and listen to light

Level 2 Abilities: Aversion Spell, Psychic Needle, Shock, Mind Detection, Secondary Matter Restructuring, Biomimicry

Level 3 Abilities: Forge Feelings, Mind Split, Mind Link, Charm Monster, Rejuvenation

Level 4 Abilities: Domination, Memory

Psionics: 56

Because seven is not a multiple of two and three, this time up, apart from getting two level 4 abilities and getting some skill points, Clark's stats panel didn't change much.

Therefore, if you are poor, you will be good to yourself, and if you are good, you will help the world.

Even if there is a problem with the path of the ancient gods, it will not prevent him from carrying out "archaeology" activities this time, after all, a little leakage from the fingers of those ancient beings is enough to improve their strength a lot.

Thinking of this, Clark suddenly felt a lot easier.

By this time, the van had already driven out of the city center, and they gradually moved away from the noisy streets and began to approach the pyramid scenic spot.

The surroundings became monotonous, and at first they could see some sparse dwarf trees and shrubs, and at the end, the car drove into a vast desert.

The three pyramids in the far reaches of the valley were full of magnification in their eyes, and the sphinx next to the pyramids stood like that on the golden desert, even after thousands of years, it still guarded here.

"Once we're settled, we'll have a chance to visit the pyramids!"

Bill shouted happily in front of him, and it was clear that he was very happy to see his long-lost loved ones.

They walked some distance on the edge of the desert, and finally came to a stop in front of a chic, exotic building with a pointed dome.

"We're here!"

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

The weather was so hot that the sun hung hotly overhead, shining straight down, and there was neither a cloud nor a little wind.

The crowd hurried towards the small building, and Bill's fellow McHamed greeted them.

"Bill, I'll get the car back first, aunt and uncle, and have fun." After saying that, he drove away in a magic van.

Bill walked into this chic little building with his family, and as soon as he stepped through the door, his eyes suddenly opened up.

Unlike the two-story building they saw outside, it was clear that a very powerful Traceless Stretching Spell had been cast.

At the very least, this open-air courtyard with a fountain alone is ten times larger than what can be seen from the outside.

Behind the open-air fountain is a splendid palace that glows with golden light under the blazing Cairo sun.

"It's beautiful!"

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

Clark nodded.

It's different from the dark and dirty taverns of the British wizarding world, and it is also different from the fashionable hotels of the French wizarding 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, the stone pillars carved with hieroglyphs on both sides are also large, and in front of it stand two huge eagle-headed statues, holding discs like the sun, guarding the shiny bronze gates.

And looking out from the gate, facing the hotel, are 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 atmosphere.

The ground is covered with bare-white marble tiles, the surrounding walls are covered with brightly coloured drapery and Arabic tapestries, and there are expensive ornaments everywhere, and even the doorman who greets him at the door is a goblin like Gringotts.

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

"Helios Hotel!" Bill said proudly.

"This used to be a palace dedicated to the sun god Ra in ancient Egypt, but Gringotts broke the barrier of the temple and converted it into a hotel after obtaining the treasure inside.

Many wizards who come to Cairo choose to stay here, and it's very popular, so I've booked a room for you here. ”

When Mrs. Weasley heard this, she couldn't help but complain to Bill, "We're just out on a trip, where do we need to book such a nice place, it will cost a lot of money, right?" ”

Although Mr. Weasley won the annual prize of the Daily Prophet with a whopping 700 gold Galleons, the family was prepared to spend a month in Egypt.

Even if all of the money can't be used for this, at least some of it will be kept, after all, they still have five children going to Hogwarts to go to school.

"Mom, it's actually okay," Bill smiled and comforted his mother, "This hotel is now run by us at Gringotts, so we have in-house staff to book rooms, and there are discounts, and the prices are not that expensive." ”

Mr. Weasley, who heard this, was relieved.

Clark also looked around and nodded in satisfaction.

Obviously, it seems that the goblins are much more reliable than the wizards in this regard.

A group of more than a dozen people blocked the door at what time it was, and the curious look of looking around instantly attracted the attention of others, as well as the faint snickering.

They hurried to the front of the counter, and standing on a stool inside were three goblins dressed in scarlet and gold uniforms.

Like the elves of Gringotts in Diagon Lane, they were not tall, with a swarthy face that revealed intelligence, a pointed beard, and exceptionally long hands and feet.

When everyone came over, even if these goblins saw the scene just now, they didn't show any expression on their faces, and they still bowed to them.

"Sir, do you need any help?" Said a grade that looked the biggest goblin.

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

The older elf looked down at the notebook and nodded.

"Yes, there is a record of your appointment here." The goblin said, glancing at Bill, "It's two employee welfare rooms, and here's 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, Ziris!" ”

Ziris is another goblin, and the name is also the name of the Egyptian coin, and it is clear that these little ones who are greedy for money like to use the name of money as their own.

The Weasleys and Clark followed Ziris out of the hall, and there were many people coming and going along the way.

"There's a lot of tourists here."

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

"yes."

Clark looked left and right, and with the steps alone, he found Arabs, Asians, blacks, and even some people who were not human.

Yes, absolutely, he saw a guy in a white cloak dragging a lizard's tail behind him.

"That's the lizardmen, in the desert here in Egypt, there are a few remaining tribes of lizardmen in the world, but they rarely appear." Bill followed his gaze and explained to him.

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

Clark asked him curiously.

They went up to the corridor on the second floor, and when they looked down from above, they could see the door, and from time to time a wizard from outside the country walked in with a salute.

"Not really,"

At this time, Ziris, who was walking in the front, seemed to hear their conversation, and although the fairy with a broken mouth was often criticized by the foreman for this, he couldn't help but interject.