HP When Harry is a Genius

The day after the exam, the castle was almost deserted.The heat and the end of the school year meant that it was time for everyone to make the most of another visit to Hogsmeade.Harry wasn't interested in that, he was still thinking about the prophecy.

However, both Ron and Hermione suggested that he should accompany Autumn to Hogsmeade for a date, so Harry and Autumn had a pleasant and peaceful day in Hogsmeade.

The main thing during this period was that no matter what Qiu glanced at, Harry would always follow the Potter style of buying, buying, and buying—clearing goods on the shelf. He always kept in mind Hermione’s words to buy more gifts, and then let Qiu repeat Shocked at how rich Harry's wallet was.

Qiu was dumbfounded and wanted to stop him, "Aren't you an orphan? Sorry, I mean, is the Potter family so rich?"

"My ancestors were upstarts selling shampoo." Harry said shyly, "Mom and Dad left me some money."

"But—" Qiu was still trying to stop his impulsive consumption.

"I have a share in Prince's Wolfsbane reagent." Harry continued to say shyly.

"But—" Qiu struggled.

"I have the key to the Black family vault," Harry whispered.

"But—" Qiu tugged at her black satin-like hair vigorously.

"I have my own Muggle estate," said Harry finally.

"But you don't get paid for nothing, I shouldn't take so many gifts from you!" Qiu shouted, "I can't afford to give you gifts!"

"Pfft." Harry laughed really happily, "Take it, you are my girlfriend." He said, "Ron and Hermione suggested that I buy more gifts for you, and Hermione said' A cure for all diseases', she said that girls like bags. If you can’t use them up, you can give them to friends, don’t you have a lot of girlfriends? Just treat them as a gift from me.”

Qiu didn't refute anymore, she just touched her hot face and murmured in a sleepy voice: "What virtue and ability am I?"

Harry found Cho very cute, just like Dudley.

When Harry returned to the castle, Ron and Hermione came to meet him.Hermione lowered her voice and told him sadly: "Professor Lupine has resigned."

"Why?" Harry asked in surprise.

"I heard someone reported him as a werewolf," said Ron.

"But now there's wolfbane reagent!" said Harry.

"Obviously," said Hermione, with a tear in her voice, "those people don't think a werewolf can be trusted until he's fully healed."

Harry frowned, but he recovered quickly. "It's all right," he said, "Remus can live without this job now, with Wolfsbane, and with Sirius. He doesn't have to wander around, away from people."

"Oh, Harry," said Hermione, crying, hugging him, "how sad you must be. On top of that, Peter's still out there, and that goddamn prophecy. Lupine's gone , who will protect you?"

"I'm fine, Hermione." Harry patted her on the back, "There's Sev, and," he continued after a pause, "and Dumbledore, Sirius told him. "

Harry left the Gryffindor tower and went to find Lupine.The Defense Against the Dark Arts professor's office door was open, and Lupine had already packed most of his things.Grindylow's empty water tank stood beside his battered trunk, which was open and almost full.

Lupine was bending over something on his desk, and he only looked up when Harry knocked on the door.

"I saw you coming," said Lupine, smiling.

"I just got back from Hogsmeade," said Harry, "I heard you resigned?"

"Yeah," said Lupine.He began to open the desk drawers and take out the contents. "Lots of owls coming from parents who don't want a werewolf to teach their kids, Harry."

Harry asked, "Who reported you?"

Lupine went to the door and closed it behind Harry.

"It's not that simple, Harry." He sighed. "It's an anonymous report, but not many people know that I'm a werewolf." Lupine rubbed his temple worriedly: "I'm afraid it's Peter's fault."

"Peter?" Harry asked in bewilderment, "but what good would it do him to take you away from me?"

"As long as the Dark Lord returns, in the eyes of the Death Eaters, Severus will definitely return to the Dark Lord's camp." Lupine said with a headache, "Because of the Dark Lord's mark, they have to accept the summon. To tell you the truth, ha Leigh, even I have my doubts about Severus's purity. Combined with that prophecy, they obviously think they can take away some of your protection just by getting rid of me."

"Do you believe that prophecy?" Harry said softly.

"Well," said Lupine, "I'm afraid it's true. It's all right, isn't it? Twelve years, servant, it all points to Peter."

"Professor Trelawney will be delighted that someone believes her at last." Harry laughed, "though this time, she doesn't believe herself."

"Aren't you afraid, Harry?" Lupine asked.

"Let Voldemort go, I've won him twice," Harry said with a smile. "And, I'll protect myself."

Lupine patted Harry on the shoulder approvingly.

Then someone knocked on the door, it was Professor Dumbledore.He wasn't surprised to see Harry here.

"Your car is at the gate, Lupine," he said.

"Thank you, Headmaster." Lupine picked up his old trunk and the empty water tank.

"Well, good-bye, Harry," he said, smiling. "It was a pleasure teaching you, and I'll see you in Grimmauld Place. Headmaster, don't see me to the gate, I can do it myself."

Harry felt that Lupine wanted to leave as soon as possible, and he looked suspiciously at Lupine's fireplace.

"Oh, the fireplace was sealed by Severus. He just can't stand Sirius harassing him day and night." Lupine followed Harry's gaze. "But," he winked at Harry. Eyes, "Just sealing the fireplace won't stop Sirius."

"Goodbye, then, Remus," said Dumbledore measuredly.Lupine turned the empty tank slightly to shake Dumbledore's hand.Then, Lupine gave Harry a final nod and a quick smile.Just left the office.

Harry sat in his empty chair, looking sadly at the floor.He looked up when he heard the door close. Dumbledore was still standing there.

"Why are you so upset, Harry?" he said quietly. "You'll see Remus a lot. He lives with your godfather."

"I'm worried," Harry said bitterly, "Peter Pettigrew has escaped, and Professor Trelawney made a dire prophecy. If he really helps Voldemort regain his power," he looked up at Dumbledore, Azure Colored eyes: "Will you protect me, Professor."

"Are you asking for my protection, Harry?" Dumbledore asked unexpectedly.

"Yes." Harry said quietly.

"I will, son." Dumbledore said relievedly, he put his hand on Harry's messy black hair, and whispered as if talking something raving.

"I will do my best to protect you."

·

Dumbledore left, leaving Harry alone in his office with his confused thoughts.He touched the place on the top of his head where Dumbledore had stroked, thinking and weighing quickly in his heart.

As the term was drawing to a close, Harry had heard a lot about Lupine's resignation, most of them sympathetic to Lupine.Everyone thought that now that the wolfsbane reagent was available, the gentle professor of defense against the dark arts was no longer scary.

Draco was furious over Lupine's resignation.

"I haven't reported him yet, yet someone dares to preempt me!" He said angrily.

Meanwhile, Percy has a lot to say about Lupine's resignation. "If I can get into the Ministry of Magic, I will give a lot of advice on the enforcement of magical laws!" he told the only person who would listen to him-his girlfriend Penelope.

Despite the perfect weather, despite the cheerful atmosphere, and despite Harry's knowledge that he would see Lupine from time to time, Harry's mood at the end of the school year was quite low.

He was sure he was not the only one who regretted the passing of Professor Lupine.Those who took Harry's Defense Against the Dark Arts class with him regretted his resignation.

"I don't know who they will arrange to teach next semester?" Seamus Finnigan said sullenly.

"Maybe a vampire," said Dean Thomas hopefully.

Harry subconsciously thought of Cedric Diggory, that handsome and outstanding young man, whom Wood hailed as the soul of Hufflepuff.Despite rumors that the lad has been coveting his girlfriend, that doesn't take away from Harry's admiration for him.

On the last day of the semester, the exam results were announced.Harry, Ron and Hermione passed every class.Not surprisingly, Harry won the first place again, and even the divination class was a surprising full score!

"How on earth did you do it? You told her what you saw?" Ron asked in surprise.

"I said I saw a white mist, and she made a prophecy herself," said Harry.

"Maybe, Trelawney called herself this perfect score." Ron said thoughtfully.

Hermione sneered.

And Harry's Potions class got the lowest mark in his history - although he was still the first in the class.

During the last week, Snape's attitude towards Harry was quite scary.Harry hadn't expected Snape to be so disgusted with him, but that was the way it was.Every time Snape saw Harry, a muscle next to his thin lips twitched unpleasantly, and he kept flexing his fingers, as if he wanted to strangle Harry's throat.

And Harry soon found the reason why Snape treated him like this - Sirius sent eighteen letters to Snape every day, and he didn't know what was written in them.And in order to prevent Snape from not reading the letter, Sirius, who was not short of money, sent all the Howler letters.

Others have done well too.Percy passed the highest N. E． w． Ts, Fred and George each scraped together a handful of 0. W． Ls certificate.

Meanwhile, the House of Gryffindor has been crowned House Champions for three years in a row, largely due to their excellence in Quidditch.That meant the end-of-term feast was decked out in scarlet and gold, and it meant the tables in Gryffindor House were extra bustling because everyone was celebrating.

As the Hogwarts Express left the station the next day, Hermione gave Harry and Ron some startling news: "I went to see Professor McGonagall this morning, just before breakfast. I've decided not to go to Ma Gua has studied this course."

"But your test score was 320 per cent!" said Ron.

"I know," sighed Hermione, "but next year I can't bear to be like this year. By skipping Muggle Studies and Divination, I'll be able to have a normal schedule again. "

"Me too," Harry announced, "I dropped my Numeracy and Muggle Studies classes."

"Why did you cancel the arithmetic and divination? I thought that the arithmetic and divination was more valuable than the divination class." Hermione asked puzzled.

"The reason is simple." It was Ron who answered her, "because it is enough for Harry to listen to one person's prophecy, and there is no need to listen to two. And Professor Trelawney gave it a full score. Compared with arithmetic divination, divination class saves a lot of money." Heart and effort."

Harry stared out the train window, Hogwarts was obscured by a mountain, and it would be more than two months before he saw Hogwarts again.

"Oh, cheer up, Harry!" said Hermione sadly.

"I'm fine," said Harry quickly, "just thinking about the holidays."

"Yeah, I've been wondering that too," said Ron. "Harry, are you going to Grimmauld Place for the summer? You must! There's the Quidditch World Cup this summer! Let Sirius show you." Seriously, you can even take your cousin to watch it together. The World Cup doesn’t happen every year, and I don’t know how many years it will be next time.” He said eagerly, “How is it, Harry? Those who get tickets in the unit, we will meet at the World Cup at that time."

The suggestion cheered Harry up. "Yes, my uncle and aunt would be happy to let me go. But Dudley, they won't let Dudley go."

"Oh," said Ron, slightly frustrated, "I've been wanting to meet him."

"You can invite me together." Hermione said reservedly, "I can go to see it with you, as long as you help me get a ticket."

Harry was happy, and played a few games with Ron and Hermione. When the witch pushing the tea cart arrived, he bought a big lunch for the three of them.Although there is no chocolate in it.

Soon, the carriage door was pushed open.

"You're here, Draco." Harry raised his head subconsciously, but saw his girlfriend Qiu was standing at the door of the carriage with a smile on her face.Only then did Harry remember that he and Qiu had said that they would ride in the same carriage!

Fortunately, the understanding Qiu did not blame Harry for his forgetfulness.She arrived in this compartment with her own luggage and spent the rest of the journey with the Gryffindor trio.

During this period, there was no platinum-haired boy coming from the front school manager's car to find fault with the Gryffindor trio, and the next car was unexpectedly warm and quiet.It was so quiet that even Ron was not used to finding a book to read.

Harry quietly looked out of the car window in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.

Harry saw Uncle Vernon as soon as the train stepped off the platform at King's Cross.

Uncle Vernon was standing some distance away from Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, still eyeing them suspiciously.His suspicions about them seemed confirmed when Mrs Weasley welcomed Harry with a hug.

"I'll call about the World Cup!" Ron yelled after Harry, who was saying goodbye to him and Hermione and Cho.Then he pushed the luggage cart containing the boxes and Hedwig's cage to Uncle Vernon, who greeted him in the usual way.

"What's that?" he growled, glaring at Crookshanks on Harry's case, and the big ginger cat yawned lazily.

"A cat, a very common house cat," said Harry.

"I know it's a cat!" growled Uncle Vernon, "but it's no ordinary house cat!"

Harry was shocked by Uncle Vernon's discerning eyes. He didn't expect Uncle Vernon to be so keen, and he recognized Crookshanks as a magical animal at a glance.

"A normal house cat isn't so ugly!" growled Uncle Vernon.

Harry quickly pressed Crookshanks' sharp claws.

"Uncle," said Harry happily, "my godfather will be visiting you this holiday."

"Godfather?" said Uncle Vernon spatteringly. "You don't have any godfather!"

"No, I have. He is my dad's best friend. He was imprisoned in a magic prison before, but now there is evidence that he was wronged. He was cleared of the crime, his reputation was restored, and he was released." Harry said cheerfully.

The author has something to say: emmm, it's over, thank you for your company.

As I said in my speech before, this article was originally a shallow pit dug by me when I was ignorant in the second year of middle school. I flipped it out.Continued on a whim.

I didn't expect to continue to write so many words!

In any case, although HP Fanrenwen seems to be very small and unpopular, this is indeed the first article I posted in Jinjiang, and it is really meaningful to me.

Moreover, in order to point out the thunder cast by all the little HP angels, whether I have successfully signed a contract with the phantom to save the country with an abrupt curve!

The original intention of signing the contract was to be reluctant to convert everyone's thunder into Jinjiang currency. Although it is only a pitiful few dollars, it is really meaningful to me, so I don't want to be monopolized by Jinjiang!

I feel so hypocritical!What a fool.

When writing this article, I received encouragement from many little angels and experienced many misunderstandings.

Sometimes I am so angry that I don’t want to write, and sometimes I am happy for a long time because of a comment.

Fortunately, in general, the positives far outweigh the negatives.

Ok,

Thanks for accompanying me all the way.

As for the next story after the fourth grade, I plan to take a break for a while to rationalize my thoughts before opening it next door. The name is "HP When Harry Is a Dumb". If you are interested, you can go to my column to bookmark it.

Yes, seeing Xiaoha recently is not happy, I feel that he is emotionally dull, not worthy of the title of genius at all, he is clearly a fool!

as well as,

There are 50 words in the third grade! Hey!Next, I will write it in this book and compile it into a long story, I will vomit blood and die!

As for the stories after the fourth grade, the style will probably change a little.The main reason is that the line of Lao Deng will probably become clearer. Yes, the principal is no longer satisfied with soy sauce.

emmm, I still think of one more thing, a little cutie asked me if I could carry it.

I learned about it, and it seems that non-V texts can be moved, but I'm really lazy, and I vomit blood when I can't move it.If you want to move, just move.

but!

Don't forget to sign my author name!

Also, are you really not going to bookmark the author's column? ? ? ?

Finally, thank you little angels for accompanying me all the way, I love you, and I love you!