HP When Harry is a Genius

Although the broom was cursed and it was very dangerous, in the end Harry caught the Snitch and Gryffindor won the Quidditch match by a huge margin.

The twins flew over and hugged Harry tightly, and the Gryffindors cheered and lifted him into the air.

Prolonged applause resounded from the stands on three sides.The entire audience, except the Slytherins, cheered for the Savior's wonderful debut.

When the crowd gradually dispersed, Ron and Hermione ran over.Harry went back to Hagrid's cabin with them, and the master made him a cup of strong tea to calm his shock.

"Harry," said Hermione hesitantly, "I saw Snape hexing your broomstick, and I didn't find anyone else besides him."

"Nonsense!" said Hagrid, who knew nothing of what happened next to him in the stands: "Why did Snape do such a thing?"

Hermione and Ron exchanged glances, and Ron explained, "We didn't say it was Snape, but, but we didn't find another caster."

"But Snape has no reason to curse Harry!" Hagrid said doubtfully.

"Probably because I found out something about him," Harry said to Hagrid, rubbing his toothy head, "Professor Snape wanted to get past that big three-headed dog that bit him. We I think he wants to steal something guarded by the big dog."

Hagrid thumped down the teapot, and Ron and Hermione gave Harry strange looks.

"How do you know about Fluffy with three heads?" asked Hagrid.

"That guy's name is Lu Wei?" Ron said in surprise.

"Yeah, it's mine - bought it from a Greek guy I met at the hotel last year, and I lent it to Dumbledore to watch over -"

Hagrid stopped suddenly.

"Watching what?" Hermione asked anxiously.

"Okay, don't ask any more!" Hagrid waved his hand roughly, and said, "That's Secret No. [-], understand?"

"But Snape wanted to steal that No. [-] secret." Hermione pointed out calmly.

"Nonsense," said Hagrid again, "Snape was a teacher at Hogwarts, and he would never do such a thing."

"Then why did he cast a curse on me? A Hogwarts teacher actually cursed a first-year student!" Harry said loudly.

"I tell you, you're wrong!" Hagrid was very irritable: "I don't know why the broomstick behaves like that, but there is no way Snape wanted to kill a student! Now, all three of you listen to me Say—you're meddling in matters that don't concern you. It's dangerous. Forget the big dog, forget what it's watching, it's between Professor Dumbledore and Nicole Flamel—"

"Aha! bingo~" Harry said proudly, "Nicole Flamel, Lu Wei is guarding the Sorcerer's Stone, the little package you brought out from Gringotts on my birthday, right?"

Harry once saw this man's name on the Dumbledore card in the Chocolate Frog: "Dumbledore's well-known contributions include: defeating the Dark Wizard Grindelwald in [-], discovering twelve uses of dragon blood, Excellent alchemy with partner Nicole Flamel!".

Afterwards, Harry Potter, who wanted to get to the bottom of everything, deliberately looked up information on Nicole Flamel, Grindelwald, the use of dragon blood, and alchemy in the library. Harry recited fluently: :

"Ancient alchemy involved the refining of the Philosopher's Stone, a miraculous substance with astonishing properties. The Philosopher's Stone can turn any metal into pure gold, and it can also create an elixir of life that will make those who drink it forever Immortal.

Over the centuries, there have been many reports about the Philosopher's Stone, but the only remaining one belongs to the famous alchemist and opera lover Mr. Nicole Flamel.

He celebrated his 660five birthday last year and is now living in seclusion in Devon with his wife Perenal (650). "

Hagrid was furious. He was angry with himself.

The half-giant turned his head sullenly and sat there, facing the stove, with his back to his friends, hitting his head with his fists in frustration from time to time. The firelight made his tall and mighty figure extraordinarily lonely and aggrieved.

"Sorry, Hagrid, I may have misunderstood Professor Snape, I'm sorry. Don't be angry, we won't put ourselves in danger, we will forget about that big dog, I promise." Harry quickly comforted Speaking of the kind half-giant: "Don't be angry, Hagrid."

Only then did Hagrid turn around to look at Harry with satisfaction, he grumbled and took out some snacks to entertain Harry and the others.

It was his signature rock cake again, and Ron calmly pushed the plate of rock cake that looked delicious but was gnashing towards Hermione.

"Eat more, you haven't eaten much since morning, are you hungry now?" He said to Hermione friendly, "Hagrid's pie fits your front teeth just right."

Hermione ignored him, annoyed that she didn't know about Nicole Flamel and the Philosopher's Stone.

"Harry, do you really think Snape cast a jinx on you?" Ron asked Harry on the way back.

"No, I never suspected him," said Harry.

"Then why did you say that to Hagrid?" Ron asked strangely.

"Do you still need to ask? What kind of brain are you?" Hermione felt extremely contemptuous of Ron's IQ.

Ron glared at Hermione disapprovingly.

"I suspect that someone wants to steal something guarded by the three-headed dog Lu Wei," Harry explained to Ron in a good-tempered manner: "And this person is probably the one who cast a curse on me. I always feel that there is something to do with it." .So I deliberately blew up Hagrid, wanting to know what the three-headed dog was guarding. Sure enough, I was blown out, and the three-headed dog was guarding the Philosopher's Stone."

Then, Harry turned and was still muttering to himself along the way, "Why can't I remember the names that appear in the chocolate frog picture? Why don't I think of going to the library to look them up when I see these unfamiliar names?" Information? Why is Harry always more knowledgeable and sharper than me?" The bewildered little friend: "Okay, dear Hermione, stop talking. During the Quidditch match, you only saw Sif, so you didn't Who do you see?"

"Who didn't you see?" Hermione's eyes suddenly lit up: "Professor Dumbledore, Professor Quirrell, I didn't see them. So, it's Quirrell! The professors are all here, except the two of them! He must have been sneaking around the corner and casting a spell on you. But why Quirrell? He looks so weak and timid."

The Quidditch match itself is a big, fascinating game.

Although today's match between Gryffindor and Slytherin was not the final, but because Harry was an exception as a first-year freshman and he was a special "boy who lived" Almost all the teachers and students in Hogwarts came to watch the game, and everyone wanted to witness the grace of the savior.

Ron also came back to his senses now: "A really weak and timid person will teach Defense Against the Dark Arts?! This is the most dangerous class!" He raised his eyebrows and danced excitedly: "After all, it's for What an unspeakable secret! You know, people are greedy, and Quirrell is no exception. The more you teach defense against the black arts, the easier it is to be tempted by the black arts!"

Then he suddenly thought of something, and said with a sad face, "Then what Quirrell usually bragged about, that he helped the African prince defeat the zombies, is it true? Is he not talking big?"

"What happened to Quirrell?" Draco suddenly came out of the nearby bushes, startling them.

"Are you a ghost? Malfoy! Don't you walk without a sound? Do you have no shadow?" Ron said angrily.

Draco ignored Ron, and he went straight to Harry: "You should be glad you didn't lose your neck!" He said in a sarcasm. "Oh, poor little Harry, you must have been on the verge of crying? Did you want to cry and go back to your Muggle aunt? Did you never dare to ride a dangerous broomstick again? He suddenly said in a strange voice with a shrill voice, "Oh, poor little Harry, don't cry, come to auntie's arms~"

"Malfoy!" Hermione said loudly, "If you could change your awkward caring ways, you'd be so much cuter!"

"I don't need an idiot to accuse me of manners yet," Draco said dismissively.

"Then should I thank you for just calling me an idiot instead of a Mudblood?" Hermione countered unflinchingly: "Besides, I'm the best student in first year except for Harry, Malfoy !"

"Oh! Here we go again! Can you stop mentioning the word homework?" Ron said painfully, holding his head before Draco could retaliate against Hermione.

"Then what happened to Quirrell? He cast a curse on you?" Draco glanced at Ron disdainfully, then changed the subject back.

"It's just a possibility, don't worry, Draco." Harry stretched out his hand and pulled Draco in front of him, and then hung his whole body on him: "Ah, Draco, I was really frightened just now, now My legs and feet are still weak, I'm really tired, please take me away."

"Why didn't you let Weasley take you!" Draco angrily wanted to pull Harry off him.

"Ron just had his whole body licked by Fang Fang at Hagrid's. I hate the smell on his body. It stinks to death." Harry said weakly.

"I don't want to either! I don't know why that dog does this every time!" Ron jumped up: "Also, you were licked yourself! You will only smell worse than me!"

Draco froze for a moment, and wanted to tear Harry away even more desperately, but Harry clung to him like an octopus and would not let go.

Hermione looked at them with a smile on her side.

The author has something to say: Hermione didn't know that there is a saying called "rotten eyes look at people"~

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