HP When Harry is a Genius

However, at any time and any place, you must pay attention to the occasion and the people around you when you speak, in case the walls have ears.

Snape, the potions professor who had just left the classroom, suddenly appeared in the next second. He stared at Draco coldly, without any warmth in his black eyes: "Mr. Come to my office with Longbottom, and I want to watch with my own eyes that you thoroughly teach Longbottom how to configure the shrinking potion."

Draco's jaw dropped, and he glared angrily at the equally terrified Neville, who was packing up the cauldron.

So Neville was really the "Peeves" in Potions class. He was already very inflexible, but being so frightened by Snape, he became more and more flustered.Finally, in a panic, Neville overturned the shrinking agent that had been prepared just now.

Harry watched helplessly as the green potion drew a beautiful but weird arc in mid-air, and then splashed into the mouth of Draco, who was looking up and staring dumbfounded.

Then with a bang, a two or three-year-old baby wearing a big Slytherin robe appeared in the classroom, looking at them blankly.

The little baby's platinum-gold hair is shining brightly. He pouted his pink mouth unhappily. His immature face is extremely beautiful. His big blue eyes are as cute as crystal grapes, and his long eyelashes are fluttering. .

It looks so delicate that it doesn't look like a real person, like a little angel popping out of a portrait.

"Longbottom, I'm going to kill Ni!" the little baby cried in a childish voice.

A silence.

The only sound left was the clear "tick" of solution dripping from Neville's tilted cauldron to the floor.

"The restorative potion has run out! Potter, it's up to you to take care of this, this Malfoy baby. Tonight's confinement is exempted." Snape's insincere voice sounded cool, and then he strode away completely out of the classroom.

Harry could have sworn he saw Snape's shoulders shrug wildly, and his usually stern Potions professor sniggered!And there is obviously a lot left in that bottle of recovery potion.

The classroom erupted with thunder and pigs that overturned the roof.

Everyone, whether it was Gryffindor or Slytherin, all beat their chests and screamed with laughter.

Amidst the arrogant laughter and whistles, the baby Draco, who was surrounded by a group of tall, muscular and robust teenagers, was frightened and uneasy.Wearing a long Slytherin robe that was dragged to the ground, he pouted his mouth aggrievedly and blinked his big innocent eyes, looking so weak, pitiful and helpless.

The fragile and hurt little eyes broke Harry's heart.

So Harry stepped forward in distress, stretched out his hands, and pulled the little face of the frightened three-year-old boy forcefully.

Wow, it feels great in the hand!

Immediately, two pink marks were left on the baby's soft and fair cheeks.He waved his short arms, and pushed Harry fiercely: "Fuck off! Potter shit!"

Da Shidan quickly hugged him in his arms, just like hugging a real two or three-year-old child.

Ron burst into tears with laughter. He hugged his stomach and cried "Ouch": "Malfoy, you, you, are so funny! Where's Colin? Why isn't Colin in the third grade? This scene should be filmed well." Come down and save it!"

Pansy Parkinson held back a smile and came to Harry, reached out and poked the baby's cheek: "Leave it to me, I know how to take care of children."

Harry smiled and waved his hands: "I know that too. Just follow Professor Snape's orders, I will take good care of him, don't worry."

Goyle and Crabbe looked at the delicate baby in Harry's arms with tangled faces. Goyle even took out Honeydukes' hard pear candies, chocolate balls and marmalade pudding from his pocket and handed them to the baby. , asked flatteringly: "Do you want to eat?"

Theodore Knott grabbed the candy in Gower's hand, opened it and put it in his mouth: "Children can't eat too much candy, they are prone to tooth decay."

The little baby was so wronged that he was about to cry out loud, and he stared fiercely at everyone in the classroom.However, no one felt the threat in his eyes, they all looked at him with smiles.

Blaise Zabini laughed out of tears like Ron. He leaned on the overwhelmed but obviously hard-pressed big man Crabbe, gasping for breath: "De, Draco, I I didn't laugh on purpose, I just couldn't help it. Hahahahaha!"

Hermione looked at Draco eagerly, with maternal love in her eyes, she begged softly, "Can I hug him too, Harry."

"You guys! Can't you go to class?! You guys are going to be late! Slytherin has Transfiguration class next! You all go to class! Potter shit, let me go! Go back to the dormitory by yourself, Muddy Let the Gryffindors go to Charms class!" The little baby couldn't help it anymore, and he ordered in a high-pitched voice.

"I'm not going to class!" The nasty big dung declared loudly, "Hermione, please ask me and Professor Flitwick for a vacation. I will obey Professor Snape's order and take care of Draco!"

Hermione nodded, and stretched out her hand to Draco without giving up: "Will that allow me—"

"No! Beat it off! You dirty Mudblood!" Draco screamed.

It's a pity that he, who has become smaller, has no deterrent effect when he gets angry. Even Ron is not angry at his "Mudblood".And Hermione, who was scolded as a Mudblood, still shamelessly rubbed his head a few times.

So aggrieved.

wait!Whether it's Granger or Parkinson, including Weasley and Zabini, as well as Goyle, Crabbe and Knott, and the most important Longbottom!You bastards who bully the weak, laugh at others, have no humanity, and don't know how to take care of other people's self-esteem!All waiting to be fired by my father!

"Ouch, I'm so scared." Theodore Nott said meanly, looking into the baby's eyes, "Are you thinking about getting your father to fire us? Come on, Draco, let Ma Lu Uncle Hughes fire me." He said, pinching Draco's face.

"Get out!!!" The little baby burst into anger.

"Okay, let's all go to class! Don't let Gryffindor and Slytherin collectively deduct points for being late." Harry ordered.

The people in the classroom gradually dispersed, and Hermione turned her head three times at a step, and left reluctantly with the terrified Neville and Ron screaming for a stomachache.

Only Harry and three-year-old Draco were left in the classroom.

Harry tilted his head in thought for a few seconds, then his eyes lit up suddenly.

He cast a few shrinking spells quickly to make Draco's undershirt and shoes fit.Then he pulled up Draco's floor-sweeping robe, covered Draco, and ran back to Gryffindor's tower with baby Draco in his arms.

The Fat Lady sat in a frame with her friend Violet downstairs, both very drunk, with several empty boxes of bonbons lying at the bottom of her portrait.

"Password?" asked the fat lady.

"Playboy dude," Harry replied quickly.

"What is in your arms is Slytherin's robe, what is hidden inside?" The fat lady asked drunkenly.

"Why do you care so much? Young people have some little secrets." Violet said with a belch.

The Fat Lady giggled, and she swung forward, letting Harry into the common room.

"Wait, Potter! I already know your Gryffindor password! I—" Draco threatened softly, clenched his fists in Harry's arms.

"What can you do?" Harry asked with a smile.

"You! Huh!" Baby Draco turned his head away.

It was class time and there was no one in the common room.Harry carried Draco back to his dormitory and put the platinum baby on his bed.

The platinum baby looked at the boys' dormitory in Gryffindor with distaste, and focused on the beds of Neville and Ron on the opposite side - these were the two most messy beds in the whole dormitory. "Is this a human bed? This is a pigsty! Is this the bed Weasley slept with Pettigrew Peter for two years?"

He slid down the posts of Harry's bunk, nearly tripping over his own Slytherin robes.Harry watched suspiciously as he walked up to Ron's bed with the poster of the Chudley Cannons, trying to climb up.

Harry quickly carried Draco onto Ron's bed.

However, baby Draco didn't sit on the edge of the bed obediently, but stepped on his shoes, stepping back and forth on Ron's pillow and sheet, leaving a series of small shoe prints.

Harry: ...

Baby Draco clapped his hands contentedly while looking at his masterpiece, and ordered: "Now, take me to Longbottom's bed."

Harry: ...

Harry ignored Draco, but bent down and pulled out the suitcase from the belly of his bed and started rummaging through it.

He rummaged through his clothes one by one, and finally found a small sky blue suit of his own, and used the shrinking spell to make it smaller for Draco to wear. He even gave Draco a bow tie.

"What are you doing!" Draco looked at him nervously.

"It's not unreasonable that girls like to dress up Barbie dolls." Harry said with a smile.

"What doll?"

However, Harry stopped explaining. He changed into casual clothes familiarly, and gave himself a mature hairstyle in front of the mirror. He even took out a bunch of bottles and jars that Draco didn't recognize, and used them Foundation and concealer hide the blemish on her forehead.In the end, he skillfully drank the compound decoction and turned into a strange young man in his 20s.

The whole process is smooth and smooth, without any stumbling.

Draco stared at him dumbfounded.

"It's not bad," Harry said to the mirror with satisfaction, "It's been a long time since I took Polyjuice Potion." He turned around and asked Draco, "How is it, isn't it handsome? This is Bernie The look of Brooke, my friend and partner in the Muggle world, a graduate student in Computing at Imperial College."

Baby Draco frowned and didn't speak. He silently memorized the new terms "computer department", "graduate student" and "Bernie Crook".

"And now," Harry took out the Marauder's Map that the Weasley twins gave him the day before yesterday, and touched it lightly with his wand: "I solemnly swear that I have done nothing wrong!"