HP When Harry is a Genius

The semester is over, the Christmas holiday has begun, and the sky is also snowing heavily.

This is the first time Harry has taken the Hogwarts Express during winter break instead of summer.It was also the first time he hadn't been in the same compartment as Draco on the train.

Harry didn't take Ron to the schoolmaster's children's car at Malfoy's house, and Draco didn't take Goyle and Crabbe to him.

Even Ron wasn't used to it, "Don't we really need to sit in a private room with Malfoy, Harry?" the red-haired boy asked proactively, the freckles on both sides of his nose trembled.

Harry silently looked out the window.

The village of Hogsmeade in the distance looks like a Christmas card: the huts and shops are covered with a layer of crunchy snow, and there are holly wreaths on the doors of each house, which have been cast. Enchanted candles hung in clusters on the tree.

"It's just a train ride, and it's not a baby who hasn't grown up. Why do we have to sit together?" Harry said.

Both he and Ron stretched their legs, and leaned on the small table in the compartment of the carriage in a rude and unrestrained manner.A pair of golden hands floated in the air, dexterously beating and kneading their legs for them.Dazzling and dazzling like a golden snitch.

Recently, Harry often felt a dull ache in the bones of his thigh and calf, and he often woke up with convulsions at night.

Madam Pomfrey said it was because he was growing and his bones were developing too fast.After Snape knew about it, he prepared related potions for him, and Sirius sent these hands made of pure gold.

When Harry received it, he immediately realized that Sirius was indeed his own godfather-he especially loved gold and other precious metals that store value.When Snape first led him into Diagon Alley, he really wanted to buy a golden cauldron.But at that time, Snape had already prepared a copper one for him, so he didn't have the nerve to change it to a gold one.

"As expected of the Black family!" Ron looked at the pair of golden hands obsessively and sighed, "So luxurious, so luxurious! My family also has a pair of similar hands, which my mother likes. Made of wood."

Harry laughed, and he and Ron stopped talking and fell asleep on the cushion with their eyes closed.

Before I knew it, the sky turned dark and the train arrived.

Harry and Ron saw Sirius immediately after getting out of the car, standing with the Weasleys, looking much more handsome than the last time Harry saw him.

While everyone else on the platform was wearing bloated leather jackets and cloaks, Sirius was wearing a transparent umbrella and a dark purple long woolen coat with a good fit, crisp and full of texture.Stand out from the crowd and attract attention.

Except, the way he's trying to look around the train on tiptoe now is kind of indecent.

Harry and Ron walked towards Sirius, and the handsome man immediately smiled, his smile seemed to melt the entire winter.

Beside the handsome man, the man whose entire face was tightly covered by a snow-covered woolen helmet naturally reached out and took Harry's suitcase.He took off his woolen helmet to reveal his own face. It was Lupine.

Mrs. Weasley, whose cheeks were purple from the cold, breathed out and gave Harry and Ron each a big hug.At this time, the twins and Percy came over with Ginny.

"Then, my youngest son will be handed over to you." Mr. Weasley said lovingly, stroking Ron's head.

"Don't worry, Arthur." Sirius assured, "I'll take care of Ron."

"I'm not talking to you, I'm talking to Remus." Mr. Weasley said bluntly, "You better take care of yourself, Sirius."

"Oh, don't be like this, Arthur." The kind Mrs. Weasley begged, "Although Sirius is still a child, he has worked very hard. He will take good care of Ron and Harry, although he is a child .”

Sirius glared at the Weasleys angrily: "Arthur, Molly, be careful that my child throws stones at the windowpanes of your house!"

"Oh, I'm so scared." Mr. Weasley said with a smile, and Harry and the others laughed too.

After saying goodbye to the Weasleys, Sirius and Lupine took Harry and Ron from King's Cross Station to No. 12 Grimmauld Place—in order to make it easier for Harry to remember the way, they chose to walk. It takes two 10 minutes.

They stopped at Grimmauld Place.

The houses here all look gloomy, and look like they are repelling people thousands of miles away.The windows of some houses were broken and gleamed dimly in the light of street lamps, and the paint on many doors was peeling.

From the upstairs windows of the nearest house came the faint rumble of a stereo.A pungent stench of rotting garbage emanated from the pile of bulging garbage bags in the dilapidated gate.

Harry and Ron looked up at the surrounding houses. They were standing outside number 11 at this time.Look to the left and see number 10, look to the right and see number 13.

Sirius raised the corners of his mouth happily, bent his index finger and gently clasped it in mid-air.

All of a sudden, all the street lights in the square were extinguished.Only the light from the curtained windows, and the light of the crooked moon in the night sky.

Then, a battered door popped out of nowhere between numbers 11 and 13.Then came the grubby walls and grim windows, making it look as if an extra townhouse had suddenly swelled and pushed things apart on either side.

And standing in the light circle of the house, they seem to have been automatically cast with the illusion spell that makes them invisible to others.The stereo in house number 11 next door was still playing muffled music, and the Muggles who lived there obviously didn't feel anything.

Harry and Ron watched in surprise.

"While my father lived here, it was kept under all the secrecy known to the wizarding world. The house couldn't be mapped, so it was impossible for Muggles to visit - as if anyone would. ' explained Sirius.

"Come on, hurry up," said Lupine softly, pushing Harry and Ron on the backs.

Harry stared wide-eyed at the newly conjured door as he walked up the crumbling stone steps.

The black paint on the door was peeling off, covered with scratches from left to right.The silver door knocker is in the shape of a coiled serpent.There is no keyhole in the door, and no letterbox.

Sirius reached out his hand, fingers spread, and pressed in the halo on the door.

Harry heard a lot of loud clanging of metal, and a rattling sound like chains.The door creaked open.

"Let's go in, Harry, Ron," whispered Sirius, "but don't go too far in there yet, and don't touch anything."

Harry and Ron stepped over the threshold into the almost dark hall.He smelled damp and dusty, and a sweet smell of decay.The place feels like an abandoned, empty house with an ominous vibe.

He turned to look behind him, Lupine pushing his and Ron's boxes, Sirius holding Hedwig's cage in his left hand and Crookshanks in his right.With the entry of Sirius, the square was illuminated by orange lights again in a blink of an eye.Sirius closed the front door, and now the hall was pitch black.

"Okay, everyone stay still and I'll shine some light in here," Sirius said softly.

Hearing Sirius speak in such a low voice, Harry seemed to have the illusion that they were not standing in Sirius' own home, but had really broken into a strange house illegally.

As soon as the owl piglet squeaked in Ron's pocket, Ron quickly pinched its beak tightly, preventing it from making any more noise.The red-haired boy had the keen intuition of a small animal. He took a deep breath and grabbed Harry's arm nervously.

After a rustling sound, a row of old-fashioned gas lamps on the wall lit up.Throwing a dangling, unreal light on the peeling wallpaper and the polished and threadbare rugs of the long gloomy hall.

A cobweb chandelier shimmered overhead, and age-blackened portraits hung crookedly on the walls.

Harry heard something hurry past behind the skirting boards.

Both the chandelier and the chandelier on a rickety table nearby are made in the shape of large snakes.The real house looked like it belonged to the most evil of Dark wizards, and had a similar aura to Borgin Bock's in Knockturn Alley.

Ron immediately pointed to the big snake-shaped furniture and said, "I know why I felt uneasy when I first stepped here. A few of us Gryffindors broke into Slytherin's stronghold!"

Sirius sneered: "That's right, this is Slytherin's stronghold." He glanced at a curtain full of insect eyes on the wall, and muttered, "It's very quiet today, how strange."

Lupine chuckled and put a finger to his lips, motioning for Harry and Ron to keep quiet.

Sirius led them on tiptoe and thieves past two long, bug-ridden curtains, around what looked to be a large umbrella stand made from a broken leg of a troll, and into the dimly lit Temporary reception area at the end of the foyer.

At this moment, Harry and the others were taken aback by a bang, followed by a deafeningly loud scream.

"Dobby is here, and Dobby has met the little master Harry Potter! Dobby is at the command of the little master Harry Potter! Dobby has been waiting for the little master for a long time!" He wore a torn suit and a dirty, oil-stained apron on his lower body. He blinked his big wet eyes like tennis balls, and looked at Harry attentively and moved.

It screamed excitedly, as if it would faint from excitement at any moment.

Lupine stroked his forehead helplessly, Sirius didn't seem to care about anything anymore, and turned on all the lights in the room with his hand.In the hall that was suddenly dark, the lights were brightly lit.

And on the wall behind Harry and the others, the moth-eaten and moldy curtain could be vaguely identified as a velvet curtain, and the place covered by the curtain suddenly let out a heart-piercing scream——

The author has something to say: Well, the author is superficial and has no connotation, and prefers tall male gods, so this article privately sets Harry's height as [-]!Long legs!

Start growing taller from the third grade!

Xiaoha wakes up with convulsions and pain every day when he sleeps because of the rapid bone development!

It hurts!really high!

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