HP When Harry is a Genius

The compartment door opened again.The toad-throwing Neville came before them both again, only this time accompanied by a little girl.She had changed into new Hogwarts robes.

"Did any of you see a toad? Neville lost a toad," she said, sounding conceited and defiant.

She has thick brown hair and a pair of front teeth.

"We already told him, we didn't see it." Draco said, but the little girl ignored him at all, just looked at Goyle and Crabbe who were waving their wands to compete in magic: "Oh, are you showing off magic?" ? Then let's open our eyes."

She sat down on her own, and said to Goyle and Crabbe: "Are you sure you cast a spell? It doesn't look good, does it?"

Draco looked at her motley tan thick curly hair and frowned angrily. "Who are you and who allowed you to sit down? Why do you order them? Who do you judge them for?"

"I didn't order them," said the little girl, "my name is Hermione Granger, and no one in my family knows magic. So when I got the letter of admission, I was very surprised, but very happy, because, I mean, as far as I know, it's the best wizarding school - I've tried a few simple spells at home, just for practice, and they all work. I know all the textbooks by heart Yes, of course, I just hope this works, and by the way, what's your name?"

She finished talking like a cannonball.

"It turned out to be a dirty Mudblood!" Draco sneered disdainfully.

"You!" Hermione was furious. Although she didn't understand what Mudblood meant, she understood the word dirty. She raised her wand angrily, "You are not allowed to insult me!"

"A Mudblood is a Mudblood!" Draco raised his wand too.

"Okay, Draco, Granger." Harry didn't make any movement, but Draco's and Hermione's wands flew into his hand in an instant.

The little girl blushed immediately: "Is this silent magic and wandless magic? As far as I know, these two skills are only possible for very powerful wizards, and little wizards shouldn't be able to do this."

"Hey, the frog in the well is just ignorant." Draco said disdainfully, although he himself was actually shocked by Harry's silent and wand disarming spell.

Harry patted Draco lightly, motioning him to say a few words less.

The little girl blushed with embarrassment, and she said loudly: "I guess you must be Harry Potter! Only "Modern History of Magic", "The Rise and Fall of Dark Magic", "Important Magical Events of the Twentieth Century" Wait for Harry Potter, who is mentioned in these books, to do this. People on the train say that Harry Potter is also a freshman this year."

Harry returned the wand to the blushing little girl: "Sorry, I don't think he meant it. I'm Harry Potter, nice to meet you. But now that the train is coming into the station, you don't need to Back to your car?"

Hermione gave Harry a deep look, then gave Draco a hard look, and then angrily dragged Neville, who had already been frightened, away.

Draco snatched his wand from Harry, his frown and pouty mouth showed how angry he was now, and his pointed chin lifted in aggrieved way.

"Draco," Harry called.

Draco turned his head away, leaving Harry with the platinum-blond back of his head.Crabbe and Goyle ate their snacks with their heads down without saying a word, resolutely watching from the sidelines and not looking up.

"Draco, don't be angry." Harry said helplessly.

"How dare you!" Draco turned his head and glared at Harry angrily. "How dare you take my wand for a dirty Mudblood!"

Harry looked at Draco, his eyes gradually became sad and sad: "Draco, you know, you know that my mother is also Muggle-born."

Harry's voice was almost choked up, "Mother died when I was born, God knows how much I miss her, so, so I don't like hearing the word Mudblood, and people say she is dirty."

"I didn't say her, Harry, you know, I didn't mean your mother." Draco looked a little embarrassed.

"But when I hear you say Granger, I think of my mother, you know, my mother is just like her." Harry seemed to be on the verge of tears.

"No, your mother is different from her. I heard from my mother that although your mother Lily Potter was born as a Muggle, she has rare talents in all aspects and is a rare all-round wizard. Otherwise, your father would also Won't marry her. She was the head of the Hogwarts student body when she was at school, and later escaped from You-Know-Who with your dad three times, which no one has ever done but her husband and wife. She is, very powerful Wizard." Draco explained frantically, trying to comfort Harry.

He made a point of not insulting Harry's mother, Lily.

Harry was a little surprised: "How do you know this?"

An unnatural blush appeared on Draco's pale cheeks: "In order for me to get along with you better, my father and mother specially did my homework." He raised his hand and said seriously: "Really, Harry, although you are a half-blood, your parents say that you are different from other half-bloods, and people will only see you as the orphan of the Potter family."

Harry choked, deeply disappointed by the education of the Malfoy family.But he quickly reacted, and continued to choke up and said, "But I'm still sad. No matter how good my mother is, she can't get rid of the fact that she was born as a Muggle. You know, I'm actually very inferior."

"Okay, I won't say it anymore, don't be sad." Draco said, he patted Harry's shoulder lightly, comforting the sad black-haired boy.

"Draco promises." Harry leaned on the blond boy's shoulder, coquettishly.

"Okay, I promise, don't be sad anymore." Draco said, his tone was very gentle.

Crabbe and Goyle glanced up at the two boys who were embracing each other, just in time to see Harry and Draco sneering at staggered angles, phony.

The two chubby guys quickly lowered their heads, mechanically eating the snacks in their hands.

Harry glanced out the car window.It was already dark.

He saw mountains and woods against a deep purple sky, and the train seemed to slow down.They took off their coats and put on black robes.

"The train will arrive at Hogwarts in 5 minutes. Please leave your luggage on the train, and we will send you to school." The voice echoed on the train.

They stuffed the rest of the candy into their pockets and rushed forward with the flow of people down the aisle.

The train slowed down and finally stopped.Passengers pushed and shoved, rushed to the door, and descended onto a dark and small platform.

Harry shivered from the cold of the night.Then a lamp flicked over the students' heads, and Harry heard a familiar voice shout, "First Years! First Years this way! Harry, this way, how are you?"

Hagrid smiled on his bearded face above the crowd of thousands. "Come on, come with me. Are there any first-year students? Watch out for your feet, okay! First-year students come with me!"

They followed Hagrid, slipping and stumbling, what seemed to be down a steep and narrow path.

It was dark on both sides of the path, and Harry thought that there should be dense woods on both sides.

No one spoke, only Neville, who had lost his toad, sniffed once or twice.

"Turn this corner, and you're about to see Hogwarts for the first time," Hagrid called back.Then there was a burst of loud and clear: "Aww——"

At the end of the narrow path suddenly opened a black lake.

On the high hillside on the other side of the lake stands a majestic castle with spiers and windows shining under the starry sky.

"No more than four per boat!" Hagrid shouted, pointing to a fleet of small boats moored to the shore.

Harry and Draco took Crabbe and Goyle aboard.

He caught a glimpse of Neville in a boat with Hermione Granger and two other boys just now.One of the boys, with fiery red hair, was the youngest son of the family he had seen on platform nine and three quarters.

Draco followed his gaze: "Oh, that must be Weasley! His family is also a family of pure-blood wizards. Dad said that the Weasley family is all red-haired and freckle-faced, and there are too many children to support .”

He curled his lips in disdain: "But everyone says that Weasley is a pure-blooded traitor. His family always likes to hang out with mudbloods, and they most support Dumbledore's proposition."

Then, he suddenly showed a gossip look, with a light in his eyes: "Actually, if you want me to say, the Weasleys are all pretending. Because his family is very poor, he is always excluded in pure-blood families, so we only Able to cuddle with mudbloods to keep warm. You see, his family says they support Dumbledore's ideas, but the family has been pure blood since ancient times, and has more children than anyone else. If pure blood families open their doors to accept Wei Sly, I can't believe they're still willing to hang out with mudbloods!"

Harry didn't speak.

It is indeed not easy for a red-haired Celtic and a blond Germanic to get along.

This is not only reflected in the pure-blood wizarding family, but also in the Muggle world.

The two groups have been at war for a long time.

Harry had learned in his history class at Muggle school that modern Britons had two main ethnic origins: Germanic and Celtic, the former being the conquerors and the latter being the conquered.

In the early days, the three Germanic tribes crossed the sea and came to Britain, united into a new ethnic group—the Anglo-Saxons, conquered the Celts, and robbed the power and territory.

The physical characteristics of the Celts are red hair, and the three Germanic tribes all have their original home near the Baltic Sea.The latitude of this area is very high and the sunshine is scarce.The higher the latitude, the lighter the hair color and the bluer the pupil color, that is, "blond hair and blue eyes".

It is therefore typical of the Anglo-Saxons to have blond hair.Or the lighter the hair, the more "pure" Anglo-Saxon - just like Draco Malfoy.

The reason why Harry's own black hair is admired by these two groups is because it is the hair color of the Roman nobles of Caesar.The earliest history of civilization in Britain began with the Roman Empire, and all European countries are proud of Roman civilization.

"Hey, look! Is this your toad?" said Hagrid, as he checked the empty boat, after the students had disembarked on the other side.

"Thanks Merlin!" Neville called ecstatically, arms outstretched.

Then they climbed a tunnel in the rock by the light of Hagrid's lantern, and at last they came to a flat, wet meadow in the shadow of the castle.

They climbed a flight of stone steps and gathered in front of a huge oaken door.

"Is everything here? Look, is your toad still there?"

The students nodded, and Neville held the toad up in front of him.

Hagrid raised one huge fist and knocked three times on the castle gate.

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