HP When Harry is a Genius

Ron and Hermione had one plate, and Harry stood next to a curly-haired Hufflepuff boy whom Harry thought looked familiar but had never spoken to.

"My name is Justin Finch," he said cheerfully, shaking Harry's hand vigorously. "The famous Harry Potter, it's an honor to be in your group."

As they started potting dragon dung compost, Justin said enthusiastically, "Lockhart is such a brave man. Have you read his book? If I were stuck in a phone booth by a werewolf, I would have Scared to death, but he is so calm, tsk tsk, really amazing."

Ron rolled his eyes skyward, grimacing with his shovel in his hand.Hermione's affection for Justin suddenly increased.

"Yes." She said longingly: "Professor Lockhart is extremely brave, he is a great adventurer. I bet, if he studies at Hogwarts, he will be a Gryffindor."

"Just him?" Ron said dissatisfiedly, "I also bet that Lockhart will never be assigned to Gryffindor."

"Maybe he will be assigned to Hufflepuff!" Justin said happily, "After all, Hufflepuff represents integrity, loyalty and fearlessness of danger."

No one agreed with him, and they didn't know how to respond to Justin's words, but Justin kept talking to himself.

"I was going to Eton, but I couldn't be happier to go to Hogwarts. Of course, my mum was a bit disappointed, but after I got her to read Lockhart's book, I think she's already Beginning to see how useful it is to have a trained wizard in the home," said Justin Fenrieri cheerfully.

Harry paid serious attention to the boy in front of him, and he said politely: "I know Eton College, your parents must be very good people."

Eton College, located in the small town of Windsor, was founded by Henry VI in 1440 and is the most famous aristocratic high school among Muggles in England.She is famous all over the world for "the cradle of elites" and "gentlemen's culture", and is also known for her strict militarized management.

Eaton has about 250 graduates every year, almost all of whom can enter the world's top universities.And they prefer Oxford and Cambridge, and about 70 graduates enter these two universities every year.

Eton has produced 20 Muggle prime ministers, and the Muggle crown princes Prince Charles, Prince William, and Prince Harry all graduated from Eton.She has cultivated countless outstanding talents distributed in various fields such as politics, economy, culture, and art.

Harry and Dudley used to discuss the school a lot, and they both aspired to Eton.It's a pity that Eton's admission requirements are extremely harsh, not only referring to academic performance, but also to all aspects, especially family background.

Justin Finlayly said cheerfully: "Oh yes, glad you can see that! It's Harry Potter! Although, I might be called here, you know, Mudblood or something But in the Muggle world, my parents are well-known figures, and the Finlayley family is also a nobleman among Muggles, you know, the kind with hereditary medals. When I was young, I was invited by the Queen to go to Windsor Christmas in the castle."

Harry followed Justin Finlayry's words politely and complimented him a few times.After receiving the university admission letter, he was already past the age of looking forward to Eton Middle School, but Justin Fenlieli seemed particularly excited.

Justin has always seemed ordinary since he entered the wizarding world, and no one here pays attention to the glory and status of Muggles.On the contrary, because of Muggle origin and being assigned to Hufflepuff, which seems to be the most mediocre, he is often ridiculed and excluded.

Now, Harry Potter, the most famous wizard in the wizarding world, explained his superior parentage in one sentence, and he felt particularly satisfied.

He excitedly said to Harry: "Potter, you know, I didn't have any special feelings about your titles of 'Boy Who Lived' before, after all, you know, I was born as a Muggle. But now, I think you are indeed a great person! If there is a general election here, the Wizengamot, the International Federation of Wizards or something, I think I will support you too!"

Harry smiled politely at Justin Finlayley: "Thank you, I am very honored to be recognized by Finlayley."

This little Hufflepuff badger looks happier.

Ron whispered to Hermione quietly: "Look, Saint Potter has started to emit his holy light again!"

Hermione also replied quietly: "I can assure you that Harry has never heard of the Finlayley family."

Not much opportunity to talk after that.They put the earmuffs back on and had to concentrate on the mandrake.Just now I saw Professor Sprout doing it very easily, but it was not like that at all.

Mandrakes don't want to be pulled out of the soil, but they don't seem to want to go back either.They twisted their bodies, kicked their feet, waved their small pointed fists, and gnashed their teeth.

It took Harry a full 10 minutes to stuff a particularly fat doll into the basin.

When class was over, Harry was sweating profusely like the other students, his waist was sore and his back was aching, and his body was covered with mud.They walked wearily back to the castle and took a shower before the Gryffindors hurried off to Transfiguration.

Harry didn't even want to go. Since the herbal medicine class required practical operations in the greenhouse, Harry had never missed it. However, the transformation class, a class that could be practiced by himself anytime, anywhere, Harry had already reached the level of senior grades.

But in the first class, Harry had to show his progress to Professor McGonagall, so that he could skip class in the future.

Professor McGonagall asked others to turn a beetle into a button, and then asked Harry to turn the beetle into a tree. Harry hurriedly turned it into a whooping willow and fell asleep on the table.

Last night, he read Lockhart's "life-length works" all night, and he was already sleepy to death.And the mandrake before had consumed a lot of his energy, especially Justin Fenriely couldn't help at all, and it was all operated by Harry alone.Now, he is really tired.

Hermione and Ron woke Harry up at the end of get out of class, and they went to the Great Hall for lunch.

"What class is this afternoon?" Harry asked.

"Defense Against the Dark Arts," said Hermione quickly.

"Huh," Ron said, grabbing her timetable, surprised, "Why do you circle Lockhart's classes with hearts?"

Hermione snatched back her timetable, flushing angrily.

They finished their meal and walked out into the cloud-shrouded yard.Hermione sat down and buried herself in Voyages with Vampires again, while Harry and Ron stood and chatted about Quidditch for a while.

Harry felt someone watching him closely.

He looked up and saw a very small, gray-haired boy staring at him like a maniac.The boy was clutching something that looked like an ordinary Muggle camera.

When Harry saw him, the boy's face flushed instantly.

"Hi, Harry, I, my name is Colin Creevey," he said breathlessly, taking a timid step forward. "I'm in Gryffindor too. Do you think, would it be possible for me to take a picture of you?" He held up his camera expectantly.

"Photography?" Harry asked.

"That way I can prove I saw you," said Colin eagerly, and moved a few steps forward. "I know everything about you. Everyone tells me. How you escaped You-Know-Who, he How did it disappear etc. You still have a lightning-shaped scar on your forehead now. A boy in my dormitory said that if I used the right developing potion, the person in the photo would move."

"Okay, a Fenryry just left, and another Creevey came!" Ron complained to Hermione in a low voice.

Hermione pointed out earnestly: "I remember that when you first started school last year, you were often uncontrollably nervous and excited when facing Harry."

Ron shrugged and fell silent.

Colin took a deep breath and trembled slightly with excitement, "It's really interesting here, isn't it? Before I received the letter from Hogwarts, I never knew that the strange things I would do were magic. My dad is He couldn't believe the milkman either. So I'm going to take a bunch of pictures and send them to him. If I could have a picture of you," he looked at Harry beggingly, "maybe I could stand next to you, please. A friend of mine can click it and then, can you sign it?"

"Who's sending signed photos?" Gilderoy Lockhart strode towards them.

He was wearing a flowing turquoise robe, and a turquoise top hat with a gold rim was on top of his shiny blond hair. He was spotless from head to toe, like a character walking out of a painting.

He put an arm around Harry's shoulder and said cheerfully, "Don't ask! We meet again, Harry! Come on, Mr. Creevey," said Lockhart, greeting Creevey with a broad smile. , "Two photos, it couldn't be more cost-effective, the two of us will sign for you."

Colin picked up the camera clumsily, and pressed the shutter in the midst of the afternoon class bell.

"Come on, let's go to class." Lockhart said to Creevey with a smile on his face, and then he hooked Harry tightly and walked towards the castle.

"A word of advice, Harry," said Lockhart, fatherly, "I've covered you in front of young Creevey, and if he's photographed the two of us, your classmates won't think you're too Arrogant."

Harry said gently: "Thank you, Professor Lockhart. But to be honest, I don't care what others think of me." Then, he deftly broke away from Lockhart's arm: "My friend They are all waiting for me at the back, and it would be more appropriate for me to go with them. See you in class, Professor."

Harry straightened his clothes, returned to Ron and Hermione, and walked with them towards the castle.When he arrived in the classroom, he skillfully found a seat in the last row and sat down, then piled up all the textbooks in front of him, hoping that this would reduce the professors' attention to him.

Although it never worked.

"You'd better hope Creevey doesn't meet Ginny, the two of them will start a Harry Potter fan club." Ron and Hermione took a seat on either side of Harry.

"Whatever they want," Harry lazily lay on the table, "it's no big deal if it's really established, Dudley is a club fan of several Muggle stars, and he spends a lot of money on those stars every year."

Ron's eyes lit up all of a sudden: "Oh, is that so? That cousin of yours is really friendly to celebrities. He is indeed a kind and good man!"

Harry turned limply to the other side, not wanting to talk to Ron anymore.

The author has something to say: Dudley: I heard that there is a wizard who has been in love with me for a long time, and is subdued by my charm?

Justin: Back then, I was a big shot.Brother and a silly girl entangled vigorously for nine years, and then married the clam girl.The United States and Canada also made a bet for Brother, saying that whoever loses will take Justin away.elder brother……

Stop talking, melancholy.One difference and two wide, wish each other well.

Merry Christmas.