HP When Harry is a Genius

One late night in August, four men with red hair, long noses, and freckles came to No. 6 Xiangning Road.

Uncle Vernon could tell at a glance that the turquoise car at the door was a classic car that should have been eliminated more than ten years ago, while Aunt Petunia looked at the old and outdated dirty clothes on these red-haired men with contempt.

"So, you are the monster friends of my monster nephew? Those guys who should have been hanged on the cross and burned to death?" Uncle Vernon asked sarcastically, without hiding the disgust and contempt in his tone.

The veins on Mr. Weasley's forehead were throbbing, and Ron almost rushed forward to fight Uncle Vernon, but the rational Fred and George grabbed them tightly.

Harry said in the letter he asked Hedwig to bring, he must wear Muggle clothes and visit the Dursleys with Muggle etiquette, and don't conflict with them, otherwise he will not be able to receive him smoothly. .

"Yes, sir, I hope to take Harry to our house for the rest of the summer vacation." Mr. Weasley suppressed the anger in his heart and tried his best to state in a steady voice.

Uncle Vernon glanced at Mr. Weasley's clenched fist and the wand protruding from his pocket, stepped back calmly, and shouted upstairs: "Little bastard! Come down!"

Harry, who had already been fidgeting in the bedroom, rushed downstairs like an arrow after hearing this, and stood beside Mr. Weasley.

Mr. Weasley was a thin man, a little bald, but the rest of his hair was as red as his children's.He was wearing a green torn sweater, looking dusty.

"So they are indeed your monster friends?" Uncle Vernon asked, Harry nodded hurriedly, Ron gave Harry a hard look, and silently mouthed to Harry: "You are a monster! Your whole family are monsters!"

"Then you go with these monsters, don't stay here and pollute the air!" Uncle Vernon's temples were exposed with blue veins.

Harry rushed back to the upstairs bedroom like an arrow, picked up the luggage he had prepared, and dragged the Weasleys out of the gate of No. 6 Lemon Road in a hurry.

Aunt Petunia spat hard at his back: "If you have the ability, never come back!"

Dudley followed, calling, "Harry, don't forget to write to me!"

The night in London reveals a kind of quiet beauty. Most of the residents on Lemon Road are resting. Just now, the Dursleys, who were the only lights on, also turned off the lights in the living room.

Mr. Weasley started the car, and with the louder and louder motor sound, the car was immediately suspended in mid-air.

"Children, sit still!" The red-haired middle-aged man shouted, and the car rushed towards the moon.

Hedwig happily flew out of the car window, gliding beside them like a ghost.

Harry rolled down the car window, the night wind whipped his hair, and the roofs of Citronella Road shrunk below, and Dudley was still leaning out the window and staring blankly at him.

"See you next summer!" Harry called to him.

The Weasley brothers laughed, and Harry leaned back in the chair, feeling very comfortable. This was his first visit to an ordinary family in the wizarding world, and his heart was full of curiosity and anticipation.

Mr. Weasley works in the Ministry of Magic. He knows that Harry has received a warning letter for using magic, but his department is remote and he doesn't know the specific situation.

"What's the matter? Harry," Mr. Weasley asked, "I heard that those few spells you used don't seem to be used on Muggles."

"I sent you twelve letters before, and you didn't reply to me. Hermione said she lost contact with you too. Later, even Malfoy wrote to me, asking if I could still get in touch with you " Ron said impatiently, and then complained, "I finally received your reply a few days ago, but you didn't tell me anything, but just asked me to pick you up at the agreed time. Dad said you Received a warning letter, what happened?"

Harry then told them all about the neurotic house elf Dobby, including how Dobby warned him not to go back to Hogwarts, how intercepting his letters made him lose contact with his friends, and how he likes to harm himself, etc. wait.

After he finished speaking, there was a long silence in the car.

"Suspicious," said Fred at last. "Obviously very strange," echoed George. "He won't even tell you who's planning this."

"I don't think he can," said Harry. "As I said, every time he's about to say something, he bangs his head against the wall."

He saw Fred and George look at each other.

"What, you think he's lying to me?" said Harry.

"Yeah!" the twins said in unison.

"Let's put it this way, house-elves are very powerful in magic, but they don't usually use magic without their master's permission. I think he was sent by someone," Mr. Weasley explained.

Harry said confused, "But it doesn't look like a lie."

"Are there house elves in this world who act alone behind their master's back?" Ron sneered, expressing his disdain for Harry's confusion, he explained: "House elves are the most heartfelt creatures, mother Always wanted an elf to iron our clothes."

"But we've got that nasty ghoul in the attic and the garden goblins," said Fred, in an exaggerated tone.

"Elves are found in the old manors and castles, and we can't find them in our house." George echoed.

Ron concluded: "So it must have been sent by someone to play tricks on you!"

Mr. Weasley was a little uncomfortable because the twins revealed that their family was poor. He said awkwardly: "Well, children, don't complain." He comforted Harry and said: "The ministry is already investigating this matter, there are elves The family must be an old and wealthy wizarding family, and the results should be found out soon."

"An ancient and wealthy wizarding family, could it be Theodore Nott?" Ron said suddenly, patting his head.

"Theodore Nott?" Harry asked strangely.

"Didn't Malfoy tell you? Crabbe and Goyle are just his followers, but Nott is his real friend. They should have played together before school," Ron explained.

Mr. Weasley said: "The Nott family and the Malfoy family are indeed very close family friends. Mr. Malfoy and Mr. Nott were both Death Eaters before."

"It's probably him!" Ron exclaimed. "Little Nott must have thought you stole his friend, so he sent a house-elf to keep you from going back to Hogwarts. So he's little Nott again. Malfoy's best friend!"

George sighed and said pretentiously: "Children always want to prove that they are the best friend. We adults will never fight for the sake of friendship."

Fred winked his eyes, and echoed in a funny way: "Adults will only fight for love! Ah, my goddess muse who has not yet appeared, I am willing to fight George Weasley for you!"

Ron kept laughing aside, and Mr. Weasley also laughed and accused the twins: "Okay, stop making trouble", but he didn't look angry, as if he had long been used to the twins' funny remarks.

"Theodore Knott," Harry repeated silently, remembering the name.

Mr. Weasley asked strangely: "Little Malfoy, the son of Lucius Malfoy? Harry, are you still good friends with him?"

Harry nodded: "He and Ron are also good friends, and we often stay together."

Ron exclaimed exaggeratedly: "Who is friends with that skunk ferret!"

"I saw the platinum owl." George said, dancing.

"There is still Malfoy's family crest around his neck." Fred gestured happily.

"Stopped at our little brother's window," said George.

"Bringing a letter from Malfoy for our little brother," Fred added.

"That's just the skunk asking me about Harry!" Ron said angrily.

"You both have exclusive nicknames for each other. He calls you a red stoat, and you call him a ferret." Harry said sourly.

Ron still wanted to protest, but Mr. Weasley had already believed what Harry and the twins said. He frowned, turned around from time to time, and looked at his little son with a strange and strange look, with a sullen expression.

"What's the matter?" Harry asked knowingly.

"Nothing," said Mr. Weasley dully.

"Papa and Lucius Malfoy are enemies," George explained.

"Lucius Malfoy is always calling us pure-blooded traitors," said Fred.

"It's always ironic that our family has too many children to support." Ron said dejectedly.

"It's so obvious that you can't see it? That's because he's jealous of your family's many children, and he has only one baby like Draco!" Harry looked in surprise at the four Weasleys who were shrouded in a faint sadness .

Mr. Weasley cheered up immediately, and he turned his head to look at Harry with a smile: "Thank you for your comfort, Harry, I never thought that Malfoy was targeting me out of jealousy before. But now that I think about it, it seems that So it makes sense, we have seven children in our family, which is nothing short of a miracle in the wizarding world. But the Malfoy family has always been a single generation."

The eyes of the twins also lit up, and Ron said proudly, "I'm going to make good use of this to show off to that ferret after school starts. Not everyone can have five older brothers!"

"Speaking of which, there must be elves in the Malfoy family," said Mr. Weasley. "His family is very rich and very old."

Harry laughed, Draco always used the most advanced things, and his family had gold coins.He could picture Draco strutting around a large manor house.

Ron said casually: "Of course his family has them. When I sent Norbert away, I still—" He suddenly stopped.

"Who is Noble? What else?" asked Mr. Weasley.

"It's nothing." Ron said and winked at Harry. Norbert was a Norwegian Ridgeback hatched by Hagrid. He was picked up by the house elves of Malfoy's family, but it was them and Hagrid. He changed the subject because of the secret between them: "What if the elves sent by Hogwarts students really came to threaten Harry?"

Mr. Weasley didn't think so much, he comforted: "With Dumbledore here, you will not be in danger. Don't worry."

"What department does Mr. Weasley work in?" Harry politely changed the subject, not wanting to talk about the nervous elf.

As a result, Mr. Weasley did not answer, and Harry was surprised to find that his ears were red.

"Dad's in the worst department," said Ron, "Misuse of Muggle Substances."

"What?" Harry asked in surprise.

"It is forbidden to cast magic on Muggle-made things, lest they return to Muggle shops or homes. Like last year, an old witch died, and her tea set was sold to an antique shop, and a woman The Muggles bought the tea set and went home to treat friends to tea and it was a nightmare - Dad was working overtime for weeks," said Fred.

"The teakettle went berserk, boiling hot tea, and a man ended up in the hospital with the sugar cube tongs on his nose. Dad was so busy that he and a man named Perkins They had to use forgetting spells and various methods to cover it up." George used his hands and feet to describe the funny scene.

Harry was amused, he asked strangely: "But this car?"

"Yeah, Dad's obsessed with all things Muggle, and our shed is full of Muggle stuff. He takes it apart, enchants it, and puts it back together again. If he comes to search my house, he'll Had to arrest myself. Mum was going crazy over it," said Ron.

Mr. Weasley blushed thoroughly.

"That's the main road," George said, looking down through the windshield. "We'll be there in ten minutes. Luckily, it's almost dawn."

A faint red glow appeared on the eastern horizon.

The car lowered a little, and Harry saw a dark pattern of fields and clusters of trees.

"My house is a little outside the village," Fred said to Harry, pointing to a house, "Ottery St. Catchpole Village."

The car flew lower and lower, and a red sun had already appeared among the bushes.

"Landing!" shouted Mr. Weasley, and the car jolted slightly to the ground.

Author has something to say: JK Rowling: "Draco rarely talks to people as equals, but he is forced to treat Theodore as such because Theodore is as pure-blooded as he is and slightly wiser The two sons of the Death Eaters were discussing Dumbledore's place at Hogwarts and Harry Potter and everything they had heard from the Death Eaters about how the baby boy came from the Black A story of surviving an attack by a monster."

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Harry: Theodore Nott, you've managed to get my attention.