HP When Harry is a Genius

After a hasty lunch, Harry was ready to go to the library to read.On the way, he saw Justin Finchrey, a Hufflepuff boy with whom he took herbalism lessons, coming towards him.

As soon as Justin saw Harry, he excitedly ran over to shake hands with him: "Harry, have you heard about the heir's incident against the mixed-race and Squib Mudblood?" He used the word "Mudblood" himself, as if Didn't quite realize the insulting connotation of the word, or didn't care too much if it did.

He lowered his voice and said in a low voice: "You know, some people say that the heir has a great relationship with you, but I don't believe it!" He squeezed Harry's hand tightly, maintaining the handshake posture, expressing his intention He pointed and said, "You know, Harry Potter is also a half-breed, and you and we are in the same group."

Then Justin let go of his hand, and he said to Harry sincerely: "No matter what, Harry, I support you. I still say the same thing, if there is a general election here, I will vote for you. "

Harry gave Justin his kindest and gentlest smile: "Thank you, I'm glad I've always had Finlayley's trust."

Justin walked away happily.

Harry found Ron at the back of the library, measuring his History of Magic homework with a ruler.Professor Binns asked students to write a three-foot-long composition on "The Encyclopedia of Wizards in Medieval Europe."

"I can't believe it, it's eight inches away!" said Ron angrily, and the parchment rolled up again as soon as he let go, "Hermione wrote four feet seven inches, and her handwriting was very, very small. .”

Hermione came out from between the bookshelves.She looked very annoyed: "Several copies of "Hogwarts, A School History" have been borrowed," she said, sitting down next to Harry and Ron, "the number of people who have registered to borrow has reached two Weeks away. Well, I wish I hadn't left mine at home, but there's no room for Lockhart's thick volume in the box."

"Oh, it turns out that the smartest Miss Granger can't memorize all the books she's read." Ron said sarcastically.

Hermione ignored Ron's sarcasm.

Harry looked at Ron strangely: "What did you eat today, so angry?"

Ron threw the rolled parchment onto the table viciously, and said angrily: "When I came to the library today, several Hufflepuff students saw me from a distance and ran away! It was as if I was It's very strange." He pouted towards the empty tables around him: "See? The empty tables around us, when Hermione sat here, these seats were occupied. As soon as I come , they all left!"

"I've said it several times, you're just thinking too much! Why are they targeting you? Maybe Hufflepuff has a class in the first or second afternoon, and they've all rushed to class." Hermione said to Ron.

Ron sneered and said, "I'm not a fool. I can still feel whether others are targeting me."

Harry quickly changed the subject, he asked Hermione, "Why do you want to watch "Hogwarts, A School History"?"

"For the same reasons other people want to see it," said Hermione, "look up the records of the Chamber of Secrets."

"But you already know that there is a basilisk in the secret room." Ron said puzzled.

"I want to know what those people who guess the truth through legends think about this matter! Do you know?" Hermione also became angry: "Recently, many people have looked at me with sympathy. I want to know what happened!"

Ron smiled, and he returned what Hermione said just now: "You're just thinking too much, smart Miss Granger. They don't have to sympathize with you, do they? It's all your illusion, maybe they see everyone Bring sympathy."

Hermione slammed the book in her hand on the table: "Very well, do you want to quarrel with me? Come on, Weasley, I'll accompany you, even if this is a library!"

Harry looked at the two little friends who were facing each other, and thought of what Justin Fenriely said just now: the rumors of the heir against mudbloods and half-bloods had already begun to spread among the students.He chose not to speak in silence, so as not to add fuel to the fire.

"Harry, let me see your composition." Ron ignored Hermione, looked at his watch, and said anxiously.

"No, Harry, you can't lend it to him," said Hermione, turning serious. "He'd have ten days to ask, and he'd have plenty of time to finish it."

"I'm only two inches short, and besides, I didn't ask you to borrow it!" Ron said angrily.

The class bell rang.Ron and Hermione bickered all the way to the History of Magic class.

History of Magic was the dullest subject on their timetable.Of all their teachers, only Professor Binns who taught the class was a ghost.In his class, the most exciting thing is when he enters the classroom through the blackboard.He was so old and wrinkled that many said he did not notice that he was dead.While he was alive, he got up one day to go to class and accidentally left his body in an armchair in front of the fire in the staff lounge.Since then, all his daily activities have remained the same without any change.

Harry had hardly ever heard of this class, and every time he came to this class, he would take out the history of magic book to preview by himself, and he read it much better than Professor Binns.

Today, the classroom is as boring as usual.Professor Binns opened his notes and read in a dry, low, monotonous voice, like an old vacuum cleaner, until the whole class fell into a daze, occasionally coming to their senses, and copying down a name or a date, Then fell back into a semi-sleep.After he'd talked for half an hour, something that had never happened before happened: Hermione raised her hand.

Professor Binns was explaining the International Wizarding Conference in 1289 very boringly. He looked up and looked very surprised at Hermione's raised hand: "You are?"

"I'm Granger, Professor. I wonder if you can tell us about the records about the Chamber of Secrets in school history." Hermione said in a clear voice.

Dean, who had been staring out the window with his mouth open, suddenly came out of his trance; Lavender Brown's head rose from his arms; Neville's elbow dropped from the table. .

Professor Binns blinked, he didn't want to talk to Hermione, but Hermione interrupted his lecture repeatedly.Harry believed that no student had ever interrupted Professor Binns in this way, whether alive or dead.

The whole class was fixated on Professor Binns. He watched them dazedly, and every face was turned towards him. Mr. Binns was really embarrassed by such unusual interest.

"Okay," Professor Binns cleared his throat, made a soft sound like a piece of chalk snapping, and then went on slowly: "This is a very sensational, even comical story."

In his dry, breathless voice, he said: "You all must know that Hogwarts was founded more than 1000 years ago, the exact date is not certain, and the founders were the four greatest wizards and wizards of the time: Go Derek Gryffindor, Helga Hufflepuff, Rowena Ravenclaw and Salazar Slytherin. They built this castle together, keeping countless wizards away from Muggles prying eyes, because wizards and wizards were always persecuted a lot by Muggles in those days."

Professor Binns paused, looked around the classroom with blurred eyes, and continued: "In the first few years, the founders got along very well, but gradually there were differences. Slytherin believes that magic education is only Should be limited to purely magical families. He was reluctant to accept Muggle-born children, thinking they were unreliable. Some days later, Slytherin and Gryffindor had a violent argument over this issue, and then Slytherin and left the school."

Professor Binns paused again, pursing his lips like a wrinkled old turtle.

"That's all the reliable historical sources tell us," he said, "but these purely historical facts are overshadowed by a queer legend about the Chamber of Secrets. The story says that before Slytherin left, he built a secret chamber in the castle. room, the other founders knew nothing about it."

"According to this legend, no one can open Slytherin's chamber of secrets, only his true heir can open it, release the horrible things inside, let it purify the school, and remove all those who are not worthy of learning magic."

The story was finished dryly, and the class fell silent, but not the usual sleepy silence of Professor Binns's class.Everyone continued to stare at him, expecting him to continue, and the atmosphere was unsettling, and Professor Binns looked slightly annoyed.

"Of course, the whole thing is nonsense," he said. "Naturally the school has looked into whether such a chamber exists, many times, and the most learned wizards and wizards have been hired. Chamber of Secrets No. It's just a story designed to scare the simple minds."

"It's funny that this legend is still recorded in the school history!" Professor Binns said angrily, "I wrote to the person who wrote the school history, and he said that it would make the school history more interesting and readable." , otherwise no one would want to read boring official history."

Mr. Binns seemed very dissatisfied, and his broken gong-like voice made a broken sound like a blower: "Are fun and readability important?! Only purity is the respect for history! The existence of this legend is a Defile the history of the school!"

"Sir, what did you mean by the scary things in the secret room just now?" A student interrupted his complaint.

Ron and Hermione gave Harry nervous glances, and Hermione seemed to regret asking Professor Binns the question.

"People think it's some kind of monster that only the heirs of Slytherin can control." Professor Binns said in his dry, thin voice. "I tell you, that thing doesn't exist." Note, said, "There are no secret rooms and no monsters."

"But, sir," said Seamus Finnigan, "since the Chamber of Secrets can only be opened by the true heir of Slytherin, it might not be discovered at all, would it?"

"Nonsense," said Professor Binns in a tone of exasperation, his impatience exceedingly high. "Enough," he said sternly, "it's just a myth! I really regret telling you this ridiculous story! Let us go back to history, to the real, credible, reliable facts. !"

Within 5 minutes, the students fell into that drowsy sleepiness again.

"I always knew Salazar Slytherin was some crazy old madman," Ron said to Hermione, "but I didn't know he came up with this whole blood nonsense. Even if you gave me money, I'd Nor his house. To be honest, if the Sorting Hat had put me in Slytherin, I would have taken the train home without saying a word."

Classes were over by this time, and they were struggling through the crowded corridors to put down their schoolbags for lunch.

"Look," Hermione pointed to Draco who was walking around surrounded by a group of Slytherins as usual, and then pointed to Harry who was trying to wave to Draco.

"Well, Harry would be happy to be sorted into Slytherin, even Hufflepuff, as long as Malfoy is there!" said Ron bitterly.

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