HP When Harry is a Genius

As time passed day by day, Lu Wei was still alive behind the locked door, safe and sound.Ron happily told Hermione that maybe Quirrell would never find a way to defeat the three-headed dog in his life.

Exam week is approaching soon, and in the eyes of everyone in the school, the mysterious savior, who has always been a genius, is becoming more and more invisible. "He hardly needs to go to class and review!" said the first-year student who was in the same class as Harry angrily.

Only Ron and Hermione know how hard it is for Harry, who wears an invisibility cloak all day long to teach himself advanced spells in the Room of Requirement, they often see the dark circles under his eyes, and now Draco only wakes up at breakfast. Will see Harry in the hall, but each time Harry hastily finished his breakfast and left without having time to speak to him.

Harry didn't know if Voldemort was coming for him, or who to turn to for help.

Snape is a Death Eater, and Harry speculates that Snape has taken refuge with Dumbledore because of Lily's death, and may have been arranged by Dumbledore to be a spy, or maybe Snape is still a double agent, only in this way, everything can be said Makes sense.

But it also meant that Snape couldn't help him aboveboard.

Ask Dumbledore for help?Harry couldn't believe that Dumbledore didn't know what Quirrell was up to!

Leaving aside Dumbledore's supposed control over everything as the headmaster of Hogwarts and the most powerful wizard today, let's just talk about the guard of the Sorcerer's Stone, a fire-breathing three-headed dog?How many professors cast the law?Harry couldn't believe that the 600-year-old master alchemist Nicolas May, who had been hiding the Philosopher's Stone for hundreds of years, suddenly couldn't find a way to hide the Philosopher's Stone!Don't believe that Dumbledore - the most powerful white wizard of this century, the man who defeated Grindelwald, doesn't know that the safest place at Hogwarts is his own underwear pocket!

Besides, Voldemort endured it for 11 years, why did he come up with the idea of ​​hitting the Sorcerer's Stone now?Why are the contents of the underground vault of Gringotts known to people other than the owner?Why was the Sorcerer's Stone taken from the vault to Hogwarts as soon as Harry came to the wizarding world?This can only show that the Sorcerer's Stone was well hidden before, and it didn't "appear" in danger until Dumbledore's game started to start!

Knowing that it was Dumbledore's trap, Voldemort could only jump down, because he only needed to defeat an 11-year-old boy to get the Philosopher's Stone.

Knowing that his opponent is Voldemort, Harry must bite the bullet and fight, because he must not let the Philosopher's Stone help kill his parents and resurrect the enemy who wanted to kill him!

Check it out: Hagrid, The Uncommonly Promoted Seeker, Quirrell, The Three-Headed Dog, The Invisibility Cloak, The Forbidden Forest, Firenze the Centaur and more!It was as if an invisible hand pushed him to approach the Sorcerer's Stone step by step, approaching the so-called truth that "Voldemort wants to be resurrected with the help of the Sorcerer's Stone"!Maybe the inexplicable Mirror of Erised on Christmas night is also related to this Philosopher's Stone!

He and Voldemort are like pawns with self-awareness. They clearly know that this is a game set up by others, but they have to willingly follow the steps arranged by others.Dumbledore is really a master at chess.

However, Harry smiled wryly, wondering what would happen to him who was trained to be the savior after Voldemort really died.Don't they all say that birds are good at bows, and cunning rabbits are dead and running dogs?

The weather was very hot, and the big classroom where they answered the questions was even more uncomfortably hot.The professors issued them new quills just for exams, all with anti-cheating spells.

There is also a practical exam.Professor Flitwick told them to go into the room one by one to see if they could get a pineapple to tap dance across a desk.Professor McGonagall watched as they turned a mouse into a snuffbox - the more elegant the box, the higher the points; points were deducted if the mouse's whiskers were still on the box.When taking the Potions exam, they desperately recalled the procedure for mixing the forgotten potion.Snape stood watching closely, their breath felt on the back of their necks, and it made them very nervous.

Harry put his heart and soul into his exams, the last of which was History of Magic.Just hold out for one more hour and answer which queer old wizards invented the self-stirring cauldron, and they'll be free, with a whole week of free time until the exam results come out.Harry couldn't help cheering with the rest of the class when the ghost of Professor Binns told them to put down their quills and roll up their answer parchments.

"It's much easier than I thought," said Hermione when they joined the crowd outside on the sunny field. And what happened to the elf rebellion."

Hermione always liked to go over the exams after they were done, but Ron said it made him sick.So they walked down the slope slowly, came to the lake, and sat down under the tree with a plop.Over there, the Weasley twins and Lee Jordan fiddled with a giant squid basking in the warm shallow water with its tentacles.

"How nice to never have to review again." Ron exhaled happily, stretching his limbs and lying on the grass.

"Harry, relax a little, as long as Dumbledore is around, the Sorcerer's Stone will be safe," said Hermione.

Draco tugged at the corner of Harry's mouth with his hand: "Smile!"

Harry rubbed his forehead and smiled helplessly. He couldn't tell his friends directly what he thought of Dumbledore. After all, they all crazily worshiped the great White Wizard. hint.But obviously, they couldn't understand his hints. Fortunately, there was Draco who was used to conspiracy theories, but Draco's conspiracy theories were obviously not at home, and they only had some tricks to maliciously speculate on other people's psychology.

Harry sometimes feels helplessly that he always thinks too much, which makes him always very tired. Perhaps being too smart is not a good thing.

Harry now only hopes that Quirrell will find a way to break through the three-headed dog later - Harry thinks that the only thing that can temporarily stop Quirrell is the three-headed dog, and it is best to wait until the summer vacation, then this is none of his business Now, let Dumbledore find Voldemort to play by himself!

Three-headed dog, three-headed dog?Hagrid!Harry jumped up suddenly.

"Where are you going?" Ron asked sleepily.

"I suddenly remembered something," said Harry.His face turned pale: "We must find Hagrid immediately!"

"Why?" Hermione gasped, trying to keep up with him.

"Out of respect, I never asked Hagrid exactly how he got Norbert's egg," Harry said as he hurried down the grassy slope. "What Hagrid wanted most was a dragon, and a strange How many people walk around with a dragon's egg all day long with a dragon egg in their pocket? How many people would accept a dragon's egg? It's against the law! Don't you think they'll find the sea Isn't Gage very lucky? Why didn't I think of this before?" Harry said angrily.

Draco's face suddenly turned pale, and he raised three fingers "You mean this?"

"What the hell are you talking about?" Ron asked, but Harry just sprinted across the field, towards the forest, without answering his question.

Hagrid sat on a chair outside the hut, his trousers rolled up high, facing a large bowl, busy peeling pea pods.

"Hello," he said with a smile, "the exam is over, do you have time for a cup of tea?"

"Okay, thanks—" said Ron, but Harry cut him off: "No, we're in a hurry. Hagrid, I have something to ask you. You remember the night you won Norbert at poker What did the stranger you play cards with look like?"

"I don't know," said Hagrid casually, "he won't take off his cloak." He raised his eyebrows in surprise when he saw the surprised expressions on the faces of the children.

"What's so strange about that, the Pig's Head, that's the bar in the village, there's always some weird guy patronizing. That guy might be a dragon peddler. I haven't seen his face clearly, he's wearing a hood hat," said Hagrid casually.

Hermione plopped down next to the bowl of peas, her face suddenly pale.

"What did you tell him, Hagrid, did you mention Hogwarts?" Hermione asked sharply.

"Maybe I mentioned it." Hagrid frowned and tried to recall, "Yes...he asked me what I did, and I told him I was the hunting ground here...he asked me a little bit about my job. Which animals... I told him... and then I said I always wanted a dragon. Then... I don't remember exactly, he kept buying me wine, let me think again... By the way, he later said he had a dragon egg in his hand, and if I wanted it, we could play poker! But he had to find out if I was capable of dealing with the dragon, and he didn't want the dragon to go out and cause trouble , so I said to him, I can control even Lu Wei submissively, a dragon is nothing at all..."

Ron also reacted, he and Draco looked at Hagrid dumbfounded.

"Does he seem—seem interested in Fluffy?" Harry asked, trying to keep his tone calm.

"Yeah, quite interesting - how many three-headed dogs do you come across, even around Hogwarts. I told him that Fluffy is actually pretty easy to deal with, you just need to know how to quiet him Come down, play some music to it, and it will immediately fall asleep..."

A look of horror appeared on Hagrid's face.

"I shouldn't have told you this!" he blurted out. "Forget what I said! Hey—where are you going?! Don't you have any bad ideas!"

Hagrid yelled, but Harry and the others had already run away.