HP When Harry is a Genius

After leaving Hagrid's hut, Harry and the others didn't exchange a word all the way. They just ran with their heads buried in their heads and ran into the hall before stopping.

Just coming in from the sunny place outside, the foyer looked extraordinarily cold and dark.Exam week has just passed, and the students are all outside or in the common room, and there is hardly anyone in the classroom.

"Hagrid's mouth is so sloppy! He hasn't realized why the stranger gave him the dragon egg!" Ron said angrily as soon as he entered the hall, and he complained: "He just told us not to fight The idea of ​​the Sorcerer's Stone! Merlin knows that Quirrell is the one who really made the idea!"

"Maybe you're really planning on that stone, Weasley," Draco said sarcastically, "after all, your red-haired family is so poor, and the Sorcerer's Stone will definitely sell you a good price."

"Malfoy!" Ron shook his fist at Draco.

Draco stared back in disbelief.

"We have to go to Dumbledore!" Hermione tore them apart one by one, and she interrupted their quarrel anxiously: "Hagrid told a stranger the way to subdue Fluffy, the one in the cloak is not strange Lo, it's Voldemort - he's easy to tell when he gets Hagrid drunk. I just hope Dumbledore can trust us. Where's Dumbledore's office?"

Harry hadn't been quite right since he entered the hall, and he sneered immediately when he heard Hermione's words.

Hermione glared at Harry disapprovingly.She looked around, as if expecting to see a sign pointing them in the right direction.Since enrolling, they had never been told where Dumbledore lived, nor did they know of anyone who had been taken to meet the Headmaster.

"We'll have to—" Hermione didn't finish her sentence when a voice suddenly sounded from across the hall.

"What are you four doing indoors?"

It was Professor McGonagall, with a large stack of books in her arms.

"We want to see Professor Dumbledore," Hermione said to Professor McGonagall.

Harry thought she was very brave.

"Want to see Professor Dumbledore," repeated Professor McGonagall, as if it was very strange for them to have such an idea. "Why?" she asked.

Hermione swallowed - how should I put it, "It's a secret!" As soon as the words came out, she immediately wished she hadn't said it.

Her nostrils fluttered because Professor McGonagall was angry.

"Professor Dumbledore left 10 minutes ago." Professor McGonagall said coldly, "He received an urgent letter from the Ministry of Magic from the owl and immediately flew to London."

Harry leaned against the wall and fiddled with his fingers boredly, as if it had nothing to do with him.

"He's gone?" said Hermione anxiously. "At this hour?"

"Professor Dumbledore is a very remarkable wizard, he is busy with everything, and time is precious—" Professor McGonagall said displeased.

"But this matter is very important!" Hermione interrupted Professor McGonagall disrespectfully.

"Is what you're going to say more important than the Ministry of Magic, Hermione?" Professor McGonagall looked annoyed. She didn't expect Hermione, who was always a good student, to interrupt her speech.

"Well," said Hermione, throwing caution to the wind, "Professor, it's about the Philosopher's Stone!"

Professor McGonagall had never expected this to be the case.The book in her arms fell to the floor with a clatter, but she didn't pick it up.

"How do you know about the Philosopher's Stone?" Professor McGonagall stammered.

"Professor, I think, no, I know - someone is trying to steal the Sorcerer's Stone. I have to talk to Professor Dumbledore," said Hermione firmly.

Professor McGonagall looked at Hermione with eyes mixed with surprise and suspicion.

"Professor Dumbledore will be back tomorrow," she said finally. "I don't know how you found out about the Philosopher's Stone, but don't worry, no one can steal it. It's well protected and safe."

"But Professor—" said Hermione hastily.

"Hermione, I know what I'm talking about," she said impatiently, before bending down to pick up the book that had fallen on the floor. "I suggest you go outside and get some sunshine," she said.

Harry was still fiddling with his fingers leisurely, he raised his head and smiled sweetly, "Professor!"

Professor McGonagall glared at him.

Harry smiled sweeter: "You're right, professor, it's extremely safe here, Professor Quirrell won't know, as long as you play music, Lu Wei will fall asleep, and Voldemort will never get the Philosopher's Stone. Even if he Got it, and there are Professor Dumbledore and you, as well as other professors. Hermione, you really need to bask in the sun. Voldemort and the Sorcerer's Stone are not something students who just finished their first grade need to care about. Naturally, the professors should worry about it .”

Professor McGonagall looked at Harry in horror. She opened her mouth wide, as if she wanted to say something, but Harry left without giving her a chance to speak.Hermione and the others hesitated, bowed to Professor McGonagall, and then left.

Under the willow trees by the lake, the surface of the lake is sparkling under the sunshine, the willow branches are swaying gently with the breeze, the grass under the feet is slightly waving, and the dark trees in the distance are swaying in the wind. It's all the same as usual, it looks so peaceful and peaceful.

Harry was lazily lying on the lawn basking in the sun, just as Professor McGonagall suggested just now, while the three partners on the side looked at him uneasily.

"Harry, you shouldn't be talking to Professor McGonagall like that!" Hermione said angrily. "You know, Quirrell has got everything he needs, and now he has tricked Dumbledore out of the school. He will It will go through the trapdoor! You shouldn't have such an indifferent attitude, you are, you are..."

Hermione couldn't speak, and Ron looked at Harry indignantly.

"But what? The savior?" Harry sneered, "What should I do? Rush up to a duel with Quirrell? I care enough about this!"

"You-Know-Who killed your parents, Harry!" snapped Hermione.

"He killed a lot of people's parents, Hermione, he killed a lot of people, Neville's parents are still in a coma in St. Mungo's Hospital," Harry said calmly, "Why didn't he come out to take revenge? What an elite wizard, and the Ministry of Magic, and the Aurors, why don't these powerful adults come out to arrest him?"

"But you are the boy chosen by the prophecy! The boy who survived! Only you are the savior!" Ron said excitedly.

"If the wizarding world can only be saved by an 11-year-old boy, then I have to say that I made a wrong decision to abandon Imperial College of Technology and come here." Harry said, his extremely mocking and indifferent expression made Luo En and Hermione froze, "Besides, Ron, Hermione, there are not so many coincidences in this world. I just hate being used. I think we need to separate for a while to calm each other down."

After saying this, Harry got up and pulled Draco, who had been silent all along, away from the grass.

Leaving Ron and Hermione staring at each other.

"Hey, Harry, are you serious? You don't want to be a savior?" Draco asked Harry strangely.

Harry frowned, and asked him, "What about you? Do you think I'm the one?"

Draco smiled triumphantly: "Why not? I wouldn't be friends with you if you weren't the savior!"

He said pompously: "The reputation of the savior can bring you a lot of convenience, Harry, you shouldn't try to get rid of it, you should learn to use it! But—" Draco paused, exaggeratedly challenging Picking his beautiful eyebrows, he continued: "It doesn't mean that you have to dedicate anything to this name, you must have enough ability to control this name, you know, only stupid people will sacrifice themselves for the name My father said that a wise man is one who knows how to use fame and public opinion, and only fools are troubled by fame."

Harry looked at Draco without saying a word, but his eyes were surprisingly bright.After a while, he jumped on Draco with a smile: "Hey, let me hang up for a while, just for a while. I don't want to get rid of anything needlessly, I just want Ron and Hermione to think about it." , I don’t want my friends to always push me to die generously in the future.”

"But, well," Harry sighed resignedly, "I feel disgusted when I think about meeting that three-headed dog sooner or later! I really don't know why Hagrid always has a soft spot for these ferocious and terrifying creatures .”

Draco's whole body froze suddenly, he looked ahead nervously, Harry looked up suspiciously.

Snape was leaning against the banyan tree next to them with a gloomy face, and he didn't know how long he had stood there. He narrowed his eyes and slowly picked the corners of his mouth at Harry and Draco, revealing a smile that was stronger than ice. With a cold contemptuous smirk, a cold light shone in his black eyes.

"Good afternoon. Potter, Malfoy," he said in a cold, dark tone.

Draco and Harry trembled together, and quickly called out in sweet tones, "Uncle Dean~", "Sev~"

The muscles on Snape's face twisted into an oddly malevolent grin. "You need to be careful," he said. "Don't think I don't know about your little tricks! Mind you, Potter, and you, Draco. If you hang around in the middle of the night again, I will personally fire you."

After finishing speaking, he scanned them sharply with vicious eyes like a poisonous snake, and then walked towards the faculty lounge, his black robe billowing and floating in the cool wind.

Draco and Harry looked at his back and grimaced at the same time.

"He must have known about our adventure with Hagrid in the Forbidden Forest, and probably wanted us to stay away from the trapdoor on the fourth floor," said Harry.

"He's always been like this," Draco said, "saying nasty things to us and caring about us."

Harry smiled and rubbed Draco's platinum-blonde hair that glistened in the sun: "Well, just like you."

Draco's ears turned red, "No, who cares about your scar head!"

The author has something to say: *On the different tutors of Weasley and Malfoy

Both Ron and Draco grew up listening to Harry's stories

Ron: He saved the wizarding world!It's the savior!

Draco: He's famous!It's a big shot!

Hermione: My savior friend doesn't care about the peace and safety of the world at all, how can I convince him?Quite urgent, wait online.