HP When Harry is a Genius

After Harry said goodbye to Borgin, he saw Hagrid from a distance, and he quickly turned aside to avoid it.

He didn't want the kind half-giant to find him in Knockturn Alley, where the dark magic shops were.

Harry walked familiarly through the winding alleys and came into the bright sunlight.

He went to the nearest Gringotts to say hello to Mabel Armor, who also thanked Harry for his Christmas present (a high-end suit).

Mabel still accompanied Harry to the Potter's vault in person like the previous two times.

Harry put as much money as possible in his purse. When he was in the Muggle world, Harry always carried his bank card with him. He felt safe only if he had enough money on him.

Then, just as Harry stepped out of Gringotts, he met Hermione walking towards Gringotts.

"Harry!" She ran towards Harry as soon as she saw him, her fluffy brown hair flying behind her: "Harry, it's so nice to meet you. I received the Spanish shawl you sent me, I like it very much, are you doing okay?"

"It's nice to meet you too, I'm having a good time." Harry replied happily, he hadn't seen her for almost a summer vacation, and he missed Hermione very much.

At this time, another voice came: "Harry!"

Harry and Hermione looked around and saw Ron, Fred, George, Percy, and Mr. Weasley running quickly down the crowded street.

"Harry," gasped Mr. Weasley, "we hope you've only missed one furnace door." He polished his glistening bald head. "Molly's going crazy, she'll be right here."

"Where did you come from?" Ron asked.

"At the corner of Knockturn Alley, and I stopped by Gringotts to withdraw some money." Harry grimaced.

"Great!" exclaimed Fred and George together.

"The adults never let us go to Knockturn Alley," said Ron enviously, and they exchanged hello with Hermione again.

Mrs. Weasley hurriedly ran to this side, the handbag in one hand was swinging violently, and Ginny took her other hand and struggled to follow. "Oh, Harry, oh dear, I hope you're all right."

The Weasley family also went to Gringotts to withdraw money, so Harry accompanied them into Gringotts again.

A goblin bowed and ushered them into the bank.

After accompanying Harry to the Potter's vault, Mabel Armor was now dozing off on the highest chair.

When Harry entered, he opened his eyes and gave Harry a playful wink.After Harry smiled and nodded at him, Mabel closed her eyes again and continued to doze off.

"Oh, Merlin, he opened his eyes!" Ron was so surprised, he whispered to Harry, "This is the first time I've seen him open his eyes! I even thought he was dead for a while."

"Ron, be polite!" said Mr. Weasley sullenly, but his attention was immediately diverted when he saw Hermione's parents standing awkwardly at the door of Gringotts, waiting for Hermione to tell them They make introductions.

"Ah, you're Muggles!" said Mr. Weasley cheerfully. "We must have a drink! What's that in your hand? Oh, you're exchanging Muggle money. Look, Molly!" He pointed excitedly at the ten pound note in Mr. Granger's hand.

Harry thought Mr. Weasley's novelty seeing Hermione's parents was no better than when Ron had just seen Mabel open her eyes.

"I'll see you here after you've exchanged the currency." Ron said to Hermione, and the Weasleys and Harry were led by another Gringotts goblin to their underground vault.

The trolley driven by the goblin runs on small railway tracks and passes through the bank's underground tunnels to various vaults.

Harry felt that the feeling of speeding along the railway tracks was very enjoyable, but when the Weasley family's safe was opened, his relaxed and happy mood disappeared suddenly.

Harry felt that even if Draco saw him looking dirty in the bojin shop, it would not be as scary as the scene in front of him.

In the Weasleys' vault was a very inconspicuous pile of silver Sickles, with only one Galleon among them.

Mrs. Weasley fumbled around and picked out only a few extra copper Knuts, and finally slid all the coins into her bag.

Harry had always known that Ron's family wasn't very rich, but he didn't expect it to be this rich.

"How did Mr. Weasley raise seven children? Didn't he think about finding some way to generate income? How did an ancient pure-blood family with such a long history manage to save even a little bit of savings? Uncle Vernon is better than Mr. Weasley in terms of financial management! How will Ron and the others buy school supplies? Even Ginny's wand costs seven Galleons!"

Harry, who has known since kindergarten to help classmates with their homework to save money, was very surprised.

He really didn't understand how Mr. Weasley made his family's financial situation so bad when he had so many innate advantages such as pure blood, Ministry of Magic officials, and members of Dumbledore's camp.

Harry was deeply worried about the Weasleys.

They parted on the marble steps outside Gringotts.

Percy mutters about buying a new quill; Fred and George see their Hogwarts friend Lee Jordan; Mrs. Weasley and Ginny are off to a shop that sells used robes; and Wes Mr. Lay insisted on taking the Grangers to the Leaky Cauldron for a drink.

Harry glanced at Mr. Weasley who was happily pestering Hermione's parents. He admired Mr. Weasley's optimistic and open-minded attitude towards life.If Harry himself was so poor financially, he would definitely not be in the mood to drink.

"It's said in Muggle books that girls need to be rich, I really feel sorry for little Ginny." Harry muttered silently.

"We'll meet at the Lichen Bookstore in an hour to buy you textbooks," Mrs. Weasley explained, and left with Ginny.

"Don't go to Knockturn Alley!" she shouted at the twin brother's back.

Harry, Ron and Hermione wandered the winding cobbled streets.

The Galleons, Sickles, and Knuts that Harry kept in his trousers pocket for pocket money yelled happily, begging to spend them.

So Harry bought three huge strawberry peanut butter ice creams, each as long as their arms.

They strolled in the alley comfortably holding huge ice creams, licking them while walking, and happily browsing the dazzling array of shop windows.

Ron has been staring obsessively at the full set of Chudley Cannon robes displayed in the window of the Quidditch boutique, until Hermione dragged them to a nearby shop to buy ink and parchment, he reluctantly put himself as if being drawn The gaze fixed on the window was withdrawn.

Harry went back to the Quidditch boutique and bought the full set of team uniforms on the pretext that the ice cream was too cold and wanted to buy something else to fill his stomach while they were picking out ink.

He had the clerk mail it to Ron Weasley at Hogwarts.After thinking about it, Harry bought another set and sent it to himself.

At the Magic Joke Shop at Hop-Only, they meet Fred, George and Lee Jordan.They are buying "Dr. Philippa's self-igniting, water-blooming magical fireworks" in large quantities.

In a junk shop piled high with battered wands, rickety copper scales, and old medicine-stained cloaks, they found Percy engrossed in a very dull book: How Prefects Gained Power ".

"Hogwarts prefects and what they do after leaving school," Ron read aloud from the back cover, "sounds fascinating!"

"Go away," said Percy grimly.

"Of course, Percy is ambitious, he's got it all planned out, he's going to be Minister for Magic," Ron whispered to Harry and Hermione as they left Percy, "but I don't think he'll be around for a few years , the position of Minister of Magic must belong to Harry." He said firmly.

Hermione nodded approvingly, and Harry rolled his eyes skyward.

An hour later, they walked towards Lihen Bookstore, and there were far more people going to the bookstore than them.They were surprised to find a large group of people crowded outside the store, all wanting to go in.A large banner was pulled up upstairs: Gilderoy Lockhart autographed the sale of his autobiography "I Can Be Magical" today from 12:30 to 4:30 pm

"We can see him in person!" Hermione squealed. "I mean, he's written nearly all the books on the list!"

Ron curled his lips at Harry: "I'm right, this Lockhart is a female killer."

Harry nodded sympathetically.

However, Hermione rarely refuted the narrow evaluation of the two boys. Her face was flushed abnormally, and her eyes were staring at the door of the bookstore.

The crowd seemed to consist mostly of witches of Mrs Weasley's age.A weary-looking wizard stood at the door and said, "Ladies, be quiet, don't be crowded, and watch out for books."

Harry, Ron, and Hermione slipped through the crowd, and the line snaked from the door to the back of the bookstore, and they ran to where the Weasleys and the Grangers were queuing.

"Oh, you're welcome, that's great," said Mrs. Weasley.She was short of breath and kept patting her hair. "We'll see him in a minute."

Gradually, they saw Gilderoy Lockhart.

He sat behind a desk, surrounded by large photographs of himself, all faces winking at the crowd, teeth gleaming with dazzling whiteness.The real Lockhart wore a robe the same blue as the forget-me-not flower, which matched his blue eyes.A pointed wizard's hat is playfully tilted on one side of his curly hair.

"It's really handsome!" Harry sighed sincerely, he has always had a good impression of beautiful people.

A short man held a large black camera and jumped back and forth to take pictures of him.Every time the flash flashes blindingly, puffs of purple smoke come out of the camera.

"Get out of the way," he yelled to Ron, stepping back to pick a better angle. "This is for the Daily Prophet."

"It's amazing." Ron said sarcastically, rubbing the back of his foot that was sore from being stepped on by the man.

Gilderoy Lockhart heard it.He looked up, saw Ron, and then Harry.He stared at Harry for a moment, then jumped up and shouted, "Isn't this Harry Potter?!"

Harry was a little puzzled, obviously he had already covered up the scar.

Moreover, although many newspapers reported on his protection of the Sorcerer's Stone, and the Daily Prophet also reported on his excellent final grades, his photos seemed to have never been published in any newspapers or magazines.

The crowd stepped aside, murmuring excitedly.

There was a round of applause as Lockhart rushed forward, grabbed Harry by the arm, and pulled him forward.

Lockhart shook Harry's hand for the photographer to take a picture.The short man frantically pressed the shutter repeatedly, and the Weasleys were covered with smoke in bursts.

"What a beautiful smile, Harry." Lockhart himself showed off a set of bright teeth, "We can both be on the first page."

Harry had a polite smile on his face, but he was very unhappy in his heart. His new affection for this handsome man disappeared all of a sudden.

But Harry still cooperated patiently, and he always had respect for outstanding people.

"Ladies and gentlemen," said Lockhart loudly, waving to silence, "what an extraordinary moment! I'm taking this wonderful occasion to announce a little thing that I've been holding down for a while. never said."

"Young Mr. Potter walked into Lihen Bookstore today just to buy my autobiography. I would like to give this book to him for free on the spot!"

There was another round of applause, and the corners of Harry's mouth twitched.

"But he doesn't know," continued Lockhart, giving Harry a shake, "that he will soon have something more valuable than My Magical Me, in fact, that he and his schoolmates will get A real, magical version of me. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, it is with great pleasure and pride that I announce that this September, I will be the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Witchcraft and Wizardry!"

The crowd applauded and cheered, and Harry looked at Lockhart in surprise.

Harry began to look forward to the Defense Against the Dark Arts class in the second grade. He felt that Lockhart must be a powerful wizard with great abilities after experiencing so many adventures around the world.

Look, on the second-year book list alone, Lockhart has fucked banshees, ghouls, vampires, werewolves, snowmen, trolls, hags.

Ordinary wizard who can do this?

And Lockhart is different from Quirrell, Lockhart should belong to the justice camp, so sunny and beautiful.

Harry unknowingly found that he was presented with a complete set of Gilderoy Lockhart's books, including "Gideroy Lockhart teaches you how to get rid of household pests", "Gideroy Lockhart" which Mrs. Weasley likes. Lockhart teaches you how to make delicious cooking" or something.

He was a little wobbly when he walked with so many books, but Harry was happy because he had finally found a way to help the Weasleys a little without showing any signs of it.

Harry stepped out of the center of public attention to the wall where Ginny was standing next to her new cauldron.

"These are for you," Harry said, dumping the pile of books in his arms into the cauldron.Except that "I Can Be Magical".

In order to show his respect to Lockhart, and Harry was indeed very interested in Lockhart, he kept the autobiography that Lockhart gave him.

Harry showed his usual gentle smile to Ginny: "Here are all the books written by Lockhart. The textbooks for grades one to seven are also in it, and they are all given to you. I will buy the books for the second grade myself. Of course, this I want to keep this autobiography to myself."

"In this way, at least the Weasley family won't have to spend money on buying the most expensive Defense Against the Dark Arts textbooks." Harry said silently in his heart.

Ginny looked at Harry gratefully.

Harry grinned at her habitually, showing his eight bright teeth.

According to Muggle books, an eight-teeth smile is the kindest and warmest smile.

He and Dudley had practiced in front of the mirror for a long time since they were children.

The author has something to say: central air-conditioning Harry boy~

Harry was first excluded by the Dursleys because of his status as a monster, and then by his Muggle classmates because he was too smart.

For this reason, he deliberately practiced how to please others since he was a child~

Gilderoy Female Killer Lockhart VS Harry Central Air Conditioner Potter,

Which one do you support?

C debut, the battle of glory, who wins?Let's wait and see!