HP When Harry is a Genius

"Stop! Stop! You little bastard!" Aunt Petunia screamed and rushed in, but was blown out by the magic storm. She held on to the eaves of the door tightly to prevent the strong wind from blowing herself away.

The big and heavy Uncle Vernon tore Aunt Petunia away and stepped into Harry's bedroom.His fleshy face was cut with a thin gash by the magic power, and blood oozes out.

Uncle Vernon was furious. He roughly picked up Harry in the storm, and threw Harry's head down several times viciously like a sack: "Boy, are you awake?!"

Harry felt as if he was about to be thrown out of the concussion. He calmly withdrew the magic power of running wild, and said lightly, "I want to rest for a while."

Uncle Vernon threw him onto the crib like a shot put, and Aunt Petunia picked up a pillow from the floor and threw it on his face: "Go to sleep, monster!"

Dudley said worriedly, "Aunt Marge will be here in the afternoon. She left the twelve dogs at home and came here to celebrate your birthday today. You—"

Harry interrupted him with a weary wave of his hand: "I'm a little tired, I want to sleep first. I'll go down and say hello to Aunt Maggie when she comes."

Aunt Petunia squinted and shouted loudly: "You just stay upstairs and don't come down! I don't want dear Maggie to find out about your monster physique! You don't come down all day!" She chased Dudley and Freddie away. Uncle Nong, then "slapped" the door of Harry's bedroom and left, yelling loudly: "Little bastard, it's best not to let me see you again today!"

Aunt Marge is rich, she is Uncle Vernon's sister, and is greatly loved and respected by Uncle Vernon.Although she wasn't Harry's blood relative, Harry had been asked by the Dursleys to call her Aunt, along with Dudley.

Aunt Marge lived in the country and had a big garden around the house where she kept her bulldog.She didn't visit the Dursleys very often, because she couldn't bear to part with her precious dogs, but every time she visited, it left Harry with a vivid memory.

At Dudley's fifth birthday party, Aunt Maggie used to interfere with Dudley's dance steps with a cane, ignoring the faces of the Dursleys, and encouraged Harry to beat Dudley boldly in the music modeling game.

Years later, she came at Christmas and gave Harry a singing, walking, and moving robot, but only Dudley a packet of dog biscuits.

Her last visit had been a year before Harry started at Hogwarts.Harry accidentally stepped on the paw of her beloved dog, and the dog chased Harry into the garden and forced him up a tree, but Aunt Marge climbed the tree herself and carried him down, taking love The dog was shut up in the garden all night.

She was the first person who made Harry feel extremely warm, and she was also Harry's relative.In Harry's mind, Maggie was his real aunt.

Dudley always said that the reason why Aunt Marge loved Harry so much was because no one but Harry ever falsely praised her as too ugly to marry—"a wonderful beauty".And he, Dudley himself, is an honest and good boy, so he would not flatter the ugly but rich Aunt Maggie just for the sake of presents. Like toads, toads, and toads."

Harry lay silently on the bed and rubbed his dangling head. He thought of the strange black unknown object that flew towards him last night, and he always felt that it didn't look like something from the Muggle world—maybe it had something to do with Black ? !

Harry sat up abruptly.

Harry's heart hurts every time he thought of the big black dog in his memory that always smiled stupidly at him.

It was this innocent-looking big black dog that betrayed his parents, betrayed him as a baby, told Voldemort the secret of the Fidelity Curse, and then made him an orphan at a young age. The little prince of the Te family was reduced to a house-elf in the cupboard of the Dursleys at 4 Privet Drive in the Muggle world.

He has been burdened so much since he was a child, and it's all caused by this humble wild dog!

Who would be good enough to escape from the dementors in Azkaban?Fortunately, Mom and Dad trusted him so much back then!

Since Black could kill twelve Muggles without hesitation, he would never care about the "Muggle Protection Act", besides, Black was already a desperado now.In case the escaped Blake was after him, you can't expect this cruel bastard to be merciful to him just because he is worried about the presence of Muggles.

Both Snape and Lucius Malfoy were Death Eaters. I don’t know if they can protect him without any scruples under the threat of the wild dog Black; the Weasleys are far away in Egypt; Hagrid is an unreliable and other friends do not have the ability and kindness to protect him; the Ministry of Magic led by Fudge?The Ministry of Magic that let Black escape is also a doddle!

As for Dumbledore...

Harry shamefully admitted that his first thought was to seek Dumbledore's protection.

How terribly weak!

Wake up, Harry Potter, are you willing to let Dumbledore manipulate you?

In fact, it seems that there is no manipulation?Dumbledore has his position and reasons. If Harry Potter sat in that position, he might be much more ruthless than Dumbledore.

He, Harry Dumbledore Potter, probably took poor little Harry by his side as soon as James and Lily died, and left him to the house elves, and became the sole guardian and emotional bond of little Harry. .Restraining little Harry's independence of personality since he was a baby, teaching him all kinds of powerful suicidal black magic since he was a child, and truly cultivating little Harry into a simple-minded weapon that relies on himself wholeheartedly.Instead of letting him receive education and grow up freely...

What are you thinking?

Even if he, Harry Potter, was killed by Black!Even if you take refuge in the former Dark Lord Grindelwald!He would not bow to Dumbledore, a phony hypocrite!

What a hypocrite!

If Dumbledore really wanted, really wanted to, really put his mind to it, really wanted to protect little Harry, how could Mom and Dad die?

Why is Sirius Black the secret keeper of the Fidelity Curse?Why didn't Dumbledore stop him?Even if Dumbledore himself is not suitable as a secret keeper, why not let Lily and James be each other's secret keeper?Why didn't Dumbledore go to the Potters' house to protect Lily and James?

There are, of course, countless reasons.

But no matter what, thousands of mistakes were made, and it was the fault of Dumbledore, the supreme leader at the time!

Knowing people unclearly, employing people without knowing, is this also worthy of being called the greatest white wizard in the world?

He, Harry Potter, is still thinking of seeking Dumbledore's help and protection at this time?

wake up!Poor little Harry, have you forgotten how Mom and Dad died?Forget that Dumbledore just gave you a bloody gash in the head just last term?

It was the sword of Gryffindor in the sorting hat.

Rounding off is Dumbledore's smashing!

It's all Dumbledore's fault!

Can't count on anyone, especially Dumbledore!living comfortably without anybody's help!

Even if he, Harry Potter, starved to death!Die outside!Jump from here!Not eating anything from Albus Dumbledore either!

So everything is still up to you.

As long as the basilisk Uriel and the little snake Hydra are summoned, it should be much safer.

A slight fluctuation in magic power in the Muggle world will attract attention. Besides, my phoenix tail feather wand has received the highest level of attention in the Ministry of Magic. Warning from the Ministry of Magic.

However, I have another hawthorn wand that is not well known.In places where the magic power fluctuates frequently, using this hawthorn wand to summon the basilisk Uriel and Hydra should not be discovered by the Ministry of Magic.

Harry made up his mind and started packing his luggage.He planned to live in the Broken Ax Bar in a few days, and recite the spell of oolong coming out of the hole in a place like Diagon Alley where wizards live together.

The reason why he didn't say goodbye immediately was because he also missed Aunt Maggie, whom he hadn't seen for two years.

Downstairs, Harry heard the creak of pebbles as Uncle Vernon's car rolled back into the driveway, then the closing of the car doors, and the sound of footsteps on the garden path.

Aunt Maggie, ugly and ugly, arrived in the afternoon, carrying a huge suitcase in her left hand, and leading her favorite old bulldog Lippie in her right hand.

Harry heard her hoarse voice downstairs asking, "Where's my Harry? Where's my precious nephew?"

"Harry is not your real nephew." Dudley replied coldly, and he shouted upstairs: "Come down, Harry! Don't sleep, someone is looking for her precious nephew!"

Harry came down the stairs, and Aunt Marge pushed the suitcase into Dudley's arms, pushing the fat Dudley back and forth.She hugged Harry tightly, and at the same time gave him a big kiss on the cheek, and then slipped a brand new fifty pound note into Harry's hand.

Dudley threw Aunt Maggie's suitcase on the ground heavily, and shrugged his shoulders indifferently: "Let 'Harry' take the old banknotes, anyway, I don't care, I have money."

Aunt Maggie looked at Dudley seriously, and she reluctantly took out a crumpled bill from her wallet and handed it to Dudley: "You should learn from Harry, don't lose you Mom and Dad's face."

Dudley gave Aunt Marge a stern look, but took the crumpled note anyway and picked up Aunt Marge's suitcase again.

"Petunia!" Aunt Marge called, and she bumped her big, wide chin affectionately on Aunt Petunia's thin cheekbones.

Uncle Vernon came in now, looking very happy as he closed the door. "Tea, Maggie?" he asked. "What would Lippi have?"

"Lippy'll have a drink out of my saucer," said Aunt Marge, and they all filed into the kitchen.

Aunt Petunia brought out fruit cake and black tea to entertain Aunt Maggie, and the old bulldog Lippi was circling noisily in the kitchen.

Aunt Petunia cringed involuntarily when she saw the mottled drool on the floor she cleaned.Aunt Petunia hated animals.

Harry saw it. He picked up a pack of dog biscuits brought by Aunt Maggie, quietly pulled Lippi up, and gently coaxed Lippi to lick it quietly in the corner of the kitchen.

Aunt Petunia and Aunt Marge looked at him with satisfaction.

"Who's taking care of the rest of the dogs, Maggie?" asked Uncle Vernon.

"Oh, I asked Colonel Fubster to look after them," said Aunt Marge, beaming. "He's retired now, and it's good for him to have something to do. I can't do without poor Lippy. If it If I'm not around, I'll lose weight."

"I dare say that Colonel Fubster must have a crush on you. The average retired soldier is impatient to take care of the neighbor's pet dog. He must be fascinated by you." Harry stroked Lippi's head and said casually Just follow what Aunt Maggie said.

Dudley rolled his eyes skyward.

"I think so too! Colonel Fubster's wife has been dead for many years, I dare say, he must want to develop with me." Aunt Maggie said with a smile, she turned to Dudley dissatisfied, " You should learn more from Harry, who went to university at Imperial College at such a young age, and you, you only went to secondary school!"

"I skipped three grades!" Dudley said. He stretched out his fat arms and gestured vigorously. He endured for a long time before he could tell the news that Harry didn't study at Imperial College at all, but at a school for wizards and wizards: "I'm the youngest student in our school! I've also been selected for a summer camp for middle school students by UCL!"

"Then the professors must have walked through the back door for you for Harry's sake." Aunt Maggie gulped down a big mouthful of tea and said disdainfully.

Aunt Petunia gave Harry a dissatisfied look, and Harry, who had actually walked through the back door, rubbed his nose in embarrassment.

"Don't scare Harry!" Aunt Maggie said in a rough voice. She threw the teacup heavily on the dining table and growled: "Petunia, Harry is your nephew, you should treat him well. You Don't favor Dudley too much."

Aunt Petunia was taken aback by Aunt Maggie's anger, and she nodded frightenedly: "I will, sister. Would you like some more tea?"

"Imperial College of Technology," said Uncle Vernon as he ate the cake while his beard was shaking, "it's a first-rate university. We, Dudley, will also go to study there, and many of the professors there already know us, Dudley."

"I understand," Aunt Marge squinted at Dudley with contempt, and said with a moan, "It's for Harry's sake again."

Dudley had completely refused to talk to Aunt Marge anymore, and Harry looked at Aunt Marge with a smile.

Uncle Vernon tried to change the subject. "Have you heard the news this morning, Maggie? What about the fugitive, huh?"

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