HP When Harry is a Genius

During the alternation of autumn and winter in early November, the sky turns dark much earlier than in summer.Soon, the sky over Hogsmeade village became dark, and a few stars could be seen faintly in the sky.

Harry and Draco made their way back to Hogwarts from the cellar of the Honeydukes shop through the tunnel before the sun set completely.

Harry, who had dispelled the disguise of compound potion, walked up the tower of Gryffindor with the covered baby Draco in his arms.No one seemed to notice his risky behavior against school rules, except for the ghostly Nearly Headless Nick who gave Harry a knowing smile.

It was already past dinner time, Harry ignored Baby Draco's struggle and screams, and carried him persistently to the hole in the Gryffindor common room.

The fat lady in a pink nightgown yawned in the portrait, staring at them with wide eyes: "Honey, do you want to come in?"

"Wait a minute." Harry smiled ambiguously at the fat lady, then hugged Draco who was covered and walked to a corner where no one was around.

"Harry Potter! Wo warns Ni, if Ni dares to bring me into Gryffindor's dormitory, Wo will break with Ni!" Baby Draco said angrily.

"What are you struggling with?" Harry said with a smile.His cheeks were flushed, his eyes gleamed, and he looked a little dizzy, obviously he hadn't sobered up: "Anyway, they have seen you in the daytime, I guess the incident of you drinking the age-reducing potion by mistake has long been reported by Hogg Watts spread the word."

"Can you shut up?!" Baby Draco screamed angrily.

"Then do you want me to send you back to the Slytherin cellar? Should I let Goyle and Crabbe take care of you to wash and sleep? Or let Pansy Parkinson take you to the girls' dormitory to accept a gang Where is the girl's picky hand? You can only follow me." The drunk Harry spoke in a bullying tone of the second generation ancestor of the Yamen.

Baby Draco glared at him fiercely.

Harry stared at Draco blinking. "Ba chi!" He suddenly kissed Draco's chubby little cheek, and then hiccupped, his expression and tone were like the stupid son of a landlord's family bullying the little daughter of a tenant family: "So soft, It's really fun. Come on, call daddy to listen to grandpa."

Baby Draco's little cheeks turned pink quickly, he kicked and kicked in shame, and screamed softly: "Why is Mud so vile! Is Mud still a kind savior? I want Papa Wo to fire you!"

"Ba chi!" The wicked savior kissed his soft cheek again.

"Put it down! You ugly bastard with a scarred head!" Baby Draco struggled hard in Harry's arms with small arms and short legs.

"Ba chi!" The ugly scarred man kissed him hard again.

"Potter stinks! Damn! Scarhead! Ugly! Toad! Stupid!"

"Bah-chi! Ba-chi! Ba-chi! Ba-chi!"

Baby Draco stopped struggling, he leaned against Harry's chest angrily, really, he had no strength left.

Harry took out a sizzling bee lemon drop and put it in Baby Draco's mouth: "Does your throat hurt? Take a break."

Baby Draco completely gave up struggling, he buried his little head in Harry's chest with a sizzling bee lemon drop in his mouth, he was so ashamed to death!

Facing the drunken Harry, Draco, who acted like a coquettish and cute in everything at the moment, was extremely powerless.

It is said that after drinking, you can see your character.Who would have thought that the savior's obedient and gentle appearance would hide such a vile heart?

Draco is now extremely skeptical that the perfect man whom Harry has bragged to the sky on weekdays——James Potter's actual character is actually very bad.Otherwise, the savior's distasteful character at the moment wouldn't have been inherited from the legendary heartthrob——Lily Evans Potter, right?

"The Room of Requirement." Draco said weakly, "You send me there, and then you go back to the dormitory to sleep."

"That can't be done, you are only a little older, I have to take care of you every step of the way, your dean asked me to do this." Harry yawned, his cheeks flushed abnormally after being drunk, he said lazily : "And I'm a model student, I don't do things that stay out at night. I want to sleep in the dormitory obediently, and be a good boy that makes the godfather proud."

Draco literally wanted to send this nasty Potter to Azkaban to be kissed by a Dementor!

"Harry, so you are here! Ron and I have been looking for you." Hermione Granger's joyful voice came, and she ran over, followed by the red-haired and freckled face as expected. Weasley.

Baby Draco, who was being held by Harry, wanted to bump himself to death.

"Oops, Malfoy's cutie's there too!" screamed Hermione.

"Little, cutie?" Draco asked tremblingly.

Mudblood Granger stretched out his devil's hand, caught the noble pureblood Malfoy's chubby cheeks, and pulled them on both sides.

"Ah, that's great." Hermione squinted her eyes and let out a sigh of satisfaction, "It's as comfortable as Crookshanks' face, I really didn't live in vain today."

"K, Crookshanks?" Draco avoided Hermione's hand, screaming in a small voice in disbelief: "I'm like the ugly king of that cat?!"

Harry giggled, he hugged baby Draco to avoid Hermione's harassment, and said complacently, "Is my son beautiful?"

"Son?" Hermione frowned, she leaned over Harry and sniffed, "Have you been drinking?"

"Not much, just drank a little. Hiccup—" Harry lifted Baby Draco up and down as if showing off: "This is my son, Scorpius."

"Scorpius? Son?" Hermione looked at Draco suspiciously, and asked, "Where did you go? How much did Harry drink?"

Draco rolled his eyes at Hermione.

At this moment, Ron followed up, and he danced happily: "Great! Malfoy, you are still staying with Harry." He grinned, lifted his robe, and showed an evil smile with malicious intentions : "Let me show you a big baby!"

Draco watched Ron's slow motion in horror, feeling that something was wrong.

Sure enough, Ron slowly took out a camera from his robe.

"I went back to the dormitory in the afternoon and saw your masterpiece on my pillow. I decided to borrow this big treasure from Colin. I have to record it for you." Ron said, fiddling with his hands triumphantly The camera in the photo: "Colin said it's a Kodak brand, the best brand of Muggle cameras. I've also prepared developing potion, keeping your figure in the photo is amazing!"

"Nice job, buddy!" Harry said with a smile, his current smile is a bit like Gilderoy Lockhart's ambiguous smirk after amnesia: "Hurry up and take a photo of me and Scorpius."

"Scorpius?" Ron asked suspiciously.

Hermione whispered to Ron, "Harry seems to be drunk."

Drunk Harry showed the loveless baby Draco to his good brother Ron: "Scorpius Malfoy, my son!"

Ron laughed and stomped his feet wildly and said, "Great! Your son is my nephew! Very good, I'll take a photo of you and my eldest nephew right now!" Looking at an angry baby Draco and a giggling Harry, he clicked the shutter.

Then, Ron handed the camera to Hermione, and said cheerfully, "Hermione, please take a photo with my eldest nephew!"

Hermione held up the camera, and Ron jumped up next to Harry for a "yeah" pose.

"Weasley! Granger! Are you looking for death?!" Draco's face flushed with anger.

Harry slapped Baby Draco's head lightly: "Children must be polite! How can you talk to elders!"

Merlin's smelly socks!Where is the Dark Lord?The Dark Lord, come and send the Gryffindor trio to hell!

Can this be the savior of the wizarding world?The wizarding world is coming to an end sooner or later!

Hermione seemed a little hesitant after taking several photos in succession. She said to Ron, "Aren't we going too far? It feels like Malfoy is very angry."

Ron patted Hermione on the shoulder and said triumphantly, "It doesn't matter, Harry will be there. This is a rare opportunity, so enjoy yourself while it's in time. Would you like to take a group photo too?"

Hermione was eager to try, but after seeing Baby Draco's extremely angry eyes, she shook her head: "No." She blinked slyly: "There is something called a Pensieve."

"Do you think I can't hear you?!" Draco shouted angrily when the baby finally broke free from Harry's arms.

However, it is not without reason that the phrase "people speak lightly" exists.No one paid any attention to his weak roar.

Baby Draco rattled around on short legs, trying to get to the Room of Requirement by himself.

However, behind him were three young Gryffindor trios who took their time and walked like cats.

Where is the Dark Lord?Where is the Dark Lord?I'm going to be a Death Eater when I grow up!

In the end, the trio surrounded the platinum baby who couldn't escape a few meters away. After laughing arrogantly as if no one else was around, they all looked at the little poor surrounded by them.

"Dude, it's almost curfew time, what are you going to do with him?" Ron asked Harry, pointing at the poor boy.

"Take him back to the dormitory and sleep, hicc—" Harry said, "Sev asked me to take care of him, and I'm going to take care of my godfather's eldest nephew."

"Sleeping in our Gryffindor dormitory?!" Ron jumped up. "Can't you send him back to the Slytherin dungeon for Goyle and Crabbe?"

"Or you can send him to Snape's lounge, where he should have been locked up tonight." Hermione suggested.

"The Room of Requirement," Baby Draco demanded feebly again, "send the nest there."

"Come on," Ron rolled his eyes, and said, "You can't speak well now, how can I let you spend the night alone. Abandoning a wizard baby is against the law."

"Weasley, you want to die!" Baby Draco screamed.

Ron plucked his ears nonchalantly, breathed out and said, "Oh, then come and kill me when you grow up."

"Take it back to sleep!" Harry said unconvinced, as if he was playing petty temper.

"Then it's settled!" Hermione clapped her hands, "Bring us back to Gryffindor to sleep with Harry!"

Amidst the roar of laughter, with a "bang!", Draco returned to his original state.

The slender and straight platinum teenager, with a faint smirk on the corner of his mouth, and no warmth in his gray-blue eyes, stared at the Gryffindor trio with a sinister and fierce look.

The air was eerily quiet.

"Damn!" Hermione screamed suddenly.

Then she picked up the dazed Ron and the dazed Harry one by one, and ran back to the Gryffindor common room at a speed beyond her physical limits.

Draco: ...