HP When Harry is a Genius

"But one hundred thousand Galleons! I guess the Malfoy family must make a fortune!" Ron said a little indignantly, and suddenly, he said to Harry in a very tangled tone: "Since he is yours Godfather, you can't call him Black like us, at least you have to call him Sirius or something. I just didn't expect that you and Malfoy are still relatives."

Harry complained: "I guess, Sirius didn't think of it himself. When he just met Mr. Malfoy yesterday, he wanted to pounce on him and tear Mr. Malfoy into pieces. When I asked him Aunt Narcissa, he was puzzled Terrible, it seems that I have never thought that I have a cousin. I heard that the relationship between them is actually not very friendly."

Ron laughed loudly: "I know that the famous Black pure-blood family, like the Malfoy family and the Nott family, are all the most orthodox Slytherins. Sirius should be the outlier among them."

Harry smiled, and opened the second page of the Daily Prophet.

The second version is a picture of Peter Pettigrew, strapped to a chair, looking at them in a panic, looking wretched and pathetic.The title is "The Despicable Merlin 12st Class Medal Winner", and the subtitle is "The Martyr Who "Sacrificed" for [-] Years, Servant of the Mysterious Man".

The Daily Prophet notes that the Ministry of Magic has formally detained Peter Pettigrew and filed charges.In the near future, charges will be filed against Peter Pettigrew, who became a servant of the mysterious man from 1979 to 1981 and stole information for the mysterious man; accused him of leaking to Voldemort the address of the Potters who lived in Godric's Hollow, and In the end, it caused the death of the Potters; accused him of killing twelve Muggles; accused him of allegedly putting the blame on Sirius Black, and caused the latter's innocent 12 years of unjust imprisonment in Azkaban; accused him of deceiving public feelings , Obtaining the Merlin Medal for no reason...

The reporter of the "Daily Prophet" conservatively estimated that Peter Pettigrew would face at least five life sentences in Azkaban.

Ron pointed in pain at a line of words on the Daily Prophet and moaned, "Everyone knows he slept in my bed!"

Harry looked at the typesetting:

[It is reported that during his escape, Peter lived with the Ministry of Magic official Arthur Weasley for 12 years in the mouse form of Animagus, and became the youngest son of Mr. Weasley and Mr. Harry Potter, the savior. Best Friend - Mr. Ron Weasley's favorite pet.There is a gossip that Mr. Weasley Jr. took great care of the mouse, eating and sleeping with him.Little Mr. Weasley likes to keep Peter in his breast pocket so that he can take care of the long-lived mouse at all times. 】

"Percy gave it to me, I've only had him for two years!" screamed Ron.Percy cast a displeased glance at Ron from across the table, who was pale and clutching a copy of the Daily Prophet as well.

At this time, Hermione came over, "Look!" She waved the "Fashion Wizard (Urgent Edition)" that Athena gave her.

The first edition of Stylish Wizard (Urgent) was a full-length portrait of Sirius Black, with the headline "Current Head of House Black - The First Golden Bachelor in the Wizarding World".

In the second version, there is a big black dog squatting, resembling the Animagus form of Sirius, and the title is "Baby that makes people cry because of loyalty".

The third version is a composite photo of Sirius and Harry, and the title is "Late Godfather, Guardian of the Savior".

The final edition featured a composite photo of Sirius and Snape, titled "Moving!The Greatest Friendship - What Two Golden Bachelors Had to Tell".

"Let me go blind!" Ron groaned, pointing to the composite photo of Sirius and Snape embracing intimately and kissing each other passionately.

Harry giggled.

He looked around and found that many people in the auditorium were snickering and pointing at Snape.On the teacher's table, Snape was desperately exhaling air-conditioning, seeming annoyed and puzzled by everyone's attention and pointing.At this moment, an owl took off from the Slytherin dining table and landed firmly in front of Snape. Harry recognized it as Draco's golden eagle.

"What the hell is this "Fashion Wizard"?! Why haven't I heard of this magazine before?" Harry asked, and he flipped through the inside page of the Fashion Wizard, which had the name of the editor--Xenophilius Lovegood.

Ron wailed: "No, you've heard of it. It's the new supplement of the "Quieker" magazine since the summer vacation. At that time, they were tracking down your dear Professor Snape who invented the wolfsbane reagent. It's normal The Quibbler was no longer enough for them, so they emptied out Fashion Wizard. Now it's your godfather's turn. Congratulations, Harry, you've got a real bond with this magazine." He turned to Hermione, and said painfully: "Hermione, I remember you criticized "The Quibbler" as a junk magazine, tell me, why did you order "Fashion Wizard"?"

Hermione rummaged through her school schedule with sudden interest, but didn't answer.

This afternoon's Potions class surprised everyone.

Snape was always very eccentric.He particularly liked targeting the Gryffindors, especially the trio of Harry, Ron and Hermione, trying to get points and detentions out of them.The Slytherin students received special treatment from Snape, especially Draco, who was the darling of the Potions class. No matter what he did in the Potions class, Snape would try his best to give him extra points.

Today, however, Draco was baptized by Snape's venom.

They're working on a new potion: a slimming solution, also known as an age-reducing potion.

Draco placed his cauldron next to Neville and Harry so that they were on the same table preparing the ingredients for the potion.

"Mr. Malfoy," said Snape, "it's inconvenient for Potter's arm to be injured. You help him cut the roots of these daisies."

Harry frowned, having been kicked by Hagrid's Hippogriff Bobby Buck, breaking his arm.But that was at the beginning of school, and his arm healed 800 years ago.It was a mystery that Snape had never expressed concern during the days when he was injured, and now he suddenly mentioned it.

However, Draco was very obedient, he didn't retort, but grabbed the knife, pulled Harry's daisy root in front of him, and carefully cut his own and Harry's daisy root, cutting them very evenly.

Snape approached their table, looking down from his hooked nose at the table.Then he gave Draco an unpleasant smile from beneath his long, greasy black hair.

"Swap the daisy root with Longbottom, Malfoy."

"But, Dean—" Draco said dissatisfied.

Neville, always clumsy, cut his roots to different sizes.

"Now," said Snape in his most dangerous tone.

Draco pushed the root he had cut so beautifully across the table to Neville, and picked up the knife again.

"You need to peel Potter's figs, too," said Snape, giving Harry another look of disgust that he had always reserved for Harry.

Inexplicably, Harry got Snape's supercilious look again. Although he was a little puzzled, fortunately, he was used to it...

Draco took Harry's figs, still trying to repair the root he had to use, frowning.

"Malfoy, can you cut the caterpillar for me again?" Neville said timidly to Draco.

"Longbottom, don't push yourself!" Draco said angrily, throwing down the knife.

"Help him cut!" Snape sneered.

Draco flinched, obediently took Neville's caterpillar and began to cut it.

Harry lamented that Neville is worthy of being a Gryffindor, he does have courage that ordinary people don't have.

The whole classroom was staring at Draco and Snape inexplicably.

Not long after, Neville ran into trouble.Neville always had a nervous breakdown in Potions, and Potions was his worst subject.And, since he was terrified of Snape, it was ten times worse.

His potion, which was supposed to be a bright green acid, turned into—"orange, Longbottom," said Snape, spooning a little out before letting it splash back into the cauldron so everyone could can see. "Orange. Tell me, boy, has something penetrated this thick skull of yours? Didn't you hear me say, clearly, that only a drop of rat bile was needed? Didn't I see Say, is a little leech sap enough? How can I explain it to you, Longbottom?"

Nacheng's face turned pink and he was shaking.He looked like he was about to cry.

"Sir," Hermione couldn't stand it anymore, she said righteously, "Sir, if you allow, can I help him change it?"

"I didn't ask you to show off, Miss Granger," Snape said dryly, and Hermione blushed as much as Neville. "Malfoy, why don't you help your deskmate! Today you are in charge of teaching Longbottom to successfully configure the shrinking potion."

Draco slammed the steel scale in his hand viciously at Neville.

After a while, Snape called, "You should have all added the ingredients by now. This potion will have to be boiled before you can drink it. Gather your things when the potion boils, and then we'll experiment with Longbottom's toad."

Neville was sweating and stirring his potion vigorously, and Draco stood by with a disgusted face and gave Neville orders.

The end of get out of class was coming soon, and Snape strolled over to Neville, who was cowering over his cauldron.

"Come together," said Snape, his black eyes glowing, "and experiment with Longbottom's pets. If he made a shrinking potion, his toads would shrink into tadpoles. If he Do it wrong, I have no doubt of it, and the toad will be poisoned and die."

The students of Gryffindor House and Slytherin House looked on in confusion.

Snape held Neville's toad Rifle in his left hand, and put a small spoon into Neville's medicine thorn, which was now green.He poured a few drops down Lyfe's throat.

There was a moment of silence, at which point Raffle was gasping for breath.Then with a soft poof, the tadpole Rifle writhed in Snape's palm.

The Gryffindors applauded, and even the Slytherins breathed a sigh of relief.

With a sour expression on his face, Snape took out a small bottle from the pocket of his robe, poured a few drops on Raffle, and it suddenly reappeared, it was completely an adult toad.

"Five points from Gryffindor. One point from Slytherin," said Snape, wiping the smiles off everyone's faces.

Everyone was shocked, this was the first time he had deducted points from his house in the Potions class, and the object of the deductions was Draco Malfoy.

"Mr. Malfoy, I asked you to teach Longbottom, but I didn't ask you to fully instruct him. get out of class is over." Snape said angrily, and then he strode out of the classroom without stopping for a moment.

"How did you mess with Professor Snape?" Theodore Nott of Slytherin came over and asked curiously.

"I asked the owl to send him a copy of "Fashion Wizard (Urgent Issue)." Draco said angrily, "I thought he and Black were really good friends!"

Harry pursed his lips into a smirk.

作者有话要说：帅的惨绝人寰扔了1个手榴弹投掷时间:2019-04-1322:11:07

读者“Deer璀璨星空”,灌溉营养液+140，2019-04-1323:29:30

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