HP When Harry is a Genius

"Sorry, professor. I only knew that there was a basilisk in the secret room before, but I guess, you who know everything should know it too? But I'm not sure whether it was the basilisk or the acromantula that attacked the students. I also believe that Jin Anne is innocent," Harry said quietly.

Professor Dumbledore chuckled. He peeled off several pieces of bee candy and put them in his coffee cup, slowly shaking the small spoon.

"I did hear some vague rumors about basilisks." He said, waving his hand out the window, and Harry followed his line of sight to see the fiery red Phoenix Fawkes soaring in the sky.

Fawkes flew in and perched intimately on Dumbledore's shoulder.

The old headmaster with the white beard tilted his head and teased Phoenix for a while, and then he said leisurely: "Harry, I suggest you go to the library to check the information about the basilisk. I remember it said that the snake The monster can become very large in size, usually live for hundreds of years, it is hatched from a rooster's egg, hatched by a toad, and it kills people in a very amazing way, except for its deadly fangs, " He smiled and emphasized his voice: "The stare of the basilisk can also cause death. Anyone who is stared at by its gaze will die immediately."

"The spider will run away when it sees the basilisk, because the basilisk is the deadly enemy of the spider." Dumbledore said, he put the flaming phoenix on Harry's shoulder, and watched him seriously: "The basilisk can only hear the rooster." Only when it crows will it run for its life in a hurry, because the crowing of a rooster is also fatal to it.”

The big phoenix yelled passionately on Harry's shoulder twice, causing Harry's eardrums to hurt.

Dumbledore's tolerant and loving eyes looked so wise, under his gaze, Harry's little thoughts seemed to have nowhere to hide.

Harry was very annoyed, didn't Dumbledore just want him, a little wizard, to fuck the basilisk?Why do you go around in such a big circle? !He was about to say something when Draco shook his hand.

"Professor, Harry and I didn't find information about the basilisk, but we found information about the acromantula!" Draco said bluntly.

Lucius raised the corners of his mouth proudly.He glanced pityingly at Ron and Mr. Weasley, his face full of veiled expressions.

The 12-year-old boy raised his light-blond hair and raised his chin high. His arrogant and confident appearance was exactly the same as his father: "According to the records, the acromantula has a cruel temperament, likes to eat flesh and blood, and can secrete venom. Its pincers are also quite deadly."

Draco paused, and made up a legend himself: "And according to reliable legends, the eyes of the rare mutant acromantula can also be used as weapons, as if just looking at a person can turn the opponent into stone!"

The more he said, the more reasonable he said: "We saw in Riddle's memory that the acromantula 50 years ago was not executed, but fled to the Forbidden Forest. I guess, it may have reproduced now The huge group poses a huge threat. From the data point of view, it is entirely possible that a few mutated spiders have been produced." He pointed to the bamboo basket full of poor little spiders in the corner and said: "Also, there have been a lot of spiders in Hogwarts recently. Spiders are infested, this is what all the students have discovered, and my dad's office has a basket full of reporting clues."

Headmaster Dumbledore was rudely interrupted by Draco, but he didn't look angry at all.He looked at Draco with interest from under the glasses, his deep blue eyes blinked, and his silvery white beard swayed back and forth as he shook his head, seemingly both surprised and pleased.

Lucius frowned, he waved his cane at Dumbledore threateningly, and then pulled his son behind him.

Dumbledore still wasn't offended.

He glanced at Lucius with a look of sympathy and understanding, then turned his head and continued to look at Harry with the same interest and curiosity.

That look was weird, not malicious, but definitely not loving.It seems to be a kind of interesting curiosity and gossip, and it seems to contain some nostalgia and emotion.In short, Dumbledore seemed to suddenly become extremely happy.

Harry was so annoyed by the sight, he touched his cheek and asked, "Is there something on my face, Professor."

"Oh, no." Dumbledore took off his glasses, wiped away the non-existent tears in the corners of his eyes, and blinked his deep blue eyes.He seemed to be very moved and sang affectionately: "It's nothing, kid. I was just touched by the friendship between Mr. Malfoy and you. It's nice to be young."

Ron tugged at his robe uncomfortably.

Harry patted Ron on the shoulder understandingly, and gave him a scrupulous eight-teeth warm smile, just like he often smiled at Ginny and Colin and so on.

Ron looked at him guiltily and moved.

Phoenix slapped Harry's head hard, which startled Harry.

"Oh, and you. Mr. Ron Weasley, you are all lovely boys!" Dumbledore added after noticing the uncomfortable Ron.The old headmaster with a white beard seemed to jump to another channel suddenly, and he opened his arms and chanted loudly: "Youth, how beautiful! Friendship, love, family, family, obscurity, secret love, these human beings All emotions are so warm! How touching!"

Except for the unconscious Ginny, everyone in the room stared at Dumbledore dumbfounded.Especially Professor Snape and McGonagall, the two Hogwarts professors looked at Headmaster Dumbledore with an easy-going look of caring for the mentally retarded, and the helplessness of "Here we go again!" .

"Crazy! Old bee! Crazy!" Harry cursed angrily in his heart, he didn't believe Dumbledore's nonsense!He bet Dumbledore was laughing at Draco for being smart in his defense.You know, Dumbledore is a master of Legilimency. He just stared at Draco for a long time, and he must have used Legilimency.

Lucius lazily brought back the topic, and he suggested: "Then, according to little girl Ginny, this diary is the key to unlock the secret room. As long as it is destroyed, even if there are basilisks in the secret room, it will not be destroyed." Come out again to harm people. I suggest that we destroy the diary, execute the acromantula in the Forbidden Forest, and give the public an explanation. Little girl Ginny can continue to study happily at Hogwarts."

"I agree with what Director Malfoy said." Snape interjected: "As for Potter's Parseltongue, Dumbledore, I think he has already reported it to you before. And there is something so-called in the Chamber of Secrets He can't tell the truth from the fake with just a few words from a small snake, and he can't tell you what is uncertain." He said kindly: "We really can't demand too much from a second-grade child. , Hogwarts will not blame a 12-year-old boy."

Professor McGonagall rolled his eyes skyward, and Mrs. Weasley stared blankly at Ginny.

"About the basilisk, and this diary, I think I need to do more research. If Riddle is really manipulating the basilisk, I think, he is also a Parseltongue, which is very similar to someone who disappeared. Harry, do you find anything else about this diary?" Dumbledore finally returned to normal, and he looked at Harry kindly.

Harry looked at Dumbledore, whose painting style changed back and forth, and complained wildly in his heart, but suddenly smiled shyly on his face: "Professor, I did find something. I know it's ridiculous-but, but it's very clever. "

Harry seemed like he was going to say something, but he was very embarrassed.

Dumbledore looked at him encouragingly, kindness and trust in his mild blue eyes.

"You know, I've been thinking about Voldemort ever since I knew he was a Parseltongue like me." Harry said awkwardly, and he gave Dumbledore a quick glance, seeming a little nervous and bewildered.

Dumbledore still looked at Harry kindly and kindly, and he nodded gently at Harry, motioning for Harry to continue.

Harry's face flushed slightly, as if he was proud or shy, "When I was in kindergarten in the Muggle world, the teachers used to take us to play word games. I was very bored for a while, so I listed Riddle's name Just a moment, and you see."

Harry took out his wand from his pocket, drew a few times in the air, and happily wrote three shiny names: "Tom Marvolo Riddle——Tom Marvolo Riddle"

Then he flicked his wand lightly, and the letters switched places automatically, and it became "I am Voldemort, I Am Lord Voldemort".

"Ron told me Riddle's middle name, and he looked up all the records about Riddle kept at Hogwarts." Harry said shyly, he said a little nervously and unsurely, "I know that Riddle The connection between Del and Voldemort is absurd, but it's ingenious, isn't it? Seems like the right time."

Dumbledore watched in shock as Harry conjured Voldemort's name in the air.

Lucius and Snape seemed to be trembling faintly, Professor McGonagall was holding on to the table weakly, the Weasleys had deep fear in their eyes, and Ron and Draco looked at Harry in amazement.

"Harry, you're smart. You've always been smart," Dumbledore said after a long breath, looking deeply at Harry, that look seemed to take Harry apart for study, "It's an astonishing discovery, Harry. No wonder the professors say you're a genius. Even when I was a student, I couldn't match you."

"You praise too much, Professor." Harry lowered his head, his cheeks flushed with embarrassment, "It's just a coincidence that he and I grew up in the Muggle world, and Muggles love to play this game." A boring alphabetical game."

"Tom, Tom? Muggle game?" Lucius suddenly let out a shrill cry.

Harry looked at him, and saw him slumped in the chair, his whole body seemed to be drained of strength, his forehead was covered with sweat, and his long platinum-blond hair was messily scattered on his face, as if he had just experienced a Tiredness and pain like a catastrophe.

And Snape on the side was also pale, biting his lips tightly, as if he was on the verge of falling.

"Oh, Lucius, didn't you even know Voldemort's real name before? I can understand the feeling of being disillusioned. Fortunately, you have already recognized his essence, haven't you? 12 I realized it years ago, when you said you were just under the soul-shifting spell, and you had never had anything to do with the Dark Lord." Dumbledore said with a smile.

"Shut up!" Lucius screamed.

"If you think my wordplay makes sense, can we tell everyone that Ginny was manipulated by Voldemort? Then she can get away with it." Harry asked Dumbledore in a low voice.

"Oh, no. According to my sources, he is currently hiding in the forests of Albania. And if he does, I'm afraid Miss Weasley will have to be expelled. I'm sorry, Harry." Dumbledore Sadly, he looked at Lucius meaningfully: "It seems that we do have to kill some acromantulas. Now—"

He suddenly changed into a relaxed and cheerful tone:

"Minerva, why don't you send these Gryffindor children back? And you, Mr. Weasley, Mrs. Weasley, I think you would be happy to send your little girl Ginny to Pomfer Mrs. Ray's infirmary. And Mr. Malfoy may be able to stay with your headmaster and father. Harry, why don't you come to my office and have a little sizzle honey? We can drink sweet Orange juice, let’s study Riddle’s wordplay. I’m very interested in why he appears in this book.”

"No, dear Dumbledore. It's right here." Lucius stood up, leaning on his silver snake-shaped crutch, and said coldly, "For some reason you know, since this book has autonomous consciousness , then I must watch you destroy it with my own eyes."

Professor McGonagall led the Weasleys out with great discernment, while Snape and Draco remained where they were.Ron wanted to stay, but Professor McGonagall pulled him away abruptly.

At this moment, Riddle's diary suddenly flew into the air from Dumbledore's hand, and the pages were flipping rapidly.At the same time, the wall behind Lucius burst open, revealing water pipes that criss-crossed.

Suddenly out of the diary came a tall, dark-haired, handsome boy, vaguely outlined like a ghost, with an odd, foggy gleam about him, who in no way looked more than sixteen

Harry looked at him in surprise: "Tom, Riddle?"