Harry Potter Genius Iq Fanfiction นิยาย & เรื่องราว

What are they planning. "Huh! If you think that you can kick me out of this University, then a huge slap on your thick faces. Never dare to touch the girlfriend of the heir of this University" I flip my hair back and rolled my eyes. "Woah! The audacity!" Cuts by Dianna. "Of that's how you think then a massive punch on your face leech, I can't believe that a stupid girl like you were dubbed the Genius Queen. You don't deserve that title" I gets more suspicious and curioua about their plan. I tried to think bigger and expand it but I can't possibly get it.

At least I have to defend myself. Harry occasionally glanced at Kirey who was already busy eating the chocolate-flavored candy. "But why did you get an egg score?" "I was too lazy to write the answer, so I just answered it from my head. Shorter, clearer, and more concise. Mr. Dani alone can't hear my telepathy Harry. He's just an old fart that smells of graves, come on. You're being serious. Face the creatures of the earth!" "Earth creature? So what are you? Satan?"

teased Ruby, earning an eye roll from the wizard. "I believe that the failure of the son comes from the failure of the mother." retorted Lucius snobbishly. "But you, as an intelligent being with rationality, should know how to master simple arcane sorcery through your own efforts. It was clearly a personal lack of talent rather than genetics." "I hate you, old witch." "I love you, too. Run along now and clean up. Magnus is going to return soon and by then it will be an even bigger mess." "What if I don't what to?" challenged Lucius as he crossed his arms.

The more you care, the more you have to loose. ~Harry Potter, Order of Phoenix •• Noor wasn't sure if she wanted to be annoyed, angry, happy or disappointed. The flirty playful guy she had met twice on accident was actually the Mr. Umar Lukuwa she was supposed to meet.

Angeline whined, “Whoever came up with these questions must be a lunatic. How otherwise could it be difficult for even a genius like me? As the saying goes, there’s a fine line between a genius and a mad man. A genius and a lunatic are clearly people of two worlds– “ Jay said coolly, “I came up with these questions.” Angeline gulped. The conversation turned from contempt and disdain to flattery instantly. “Sir Ares, your IQ is so high that normal people like me are too inferior to bear comparison! No wonder I can’t solve these questions. Sir Ares, why don’t you instruct me a little?” Jay said, “Hmm? Didn’t you say I was a lunatic?” “Sir Ares, lunacy is synonymous with genius.”

“I technically could not but I could tell you that she is left handed. It would be extremely difficult for her to do this.” “Not impossible.” Elaine frowned. “No.” “Did you ever do a mental examination on Hailey as a child?” Mr. Francis asked. “I did. She is a highly intelligent person. Her mother wanted her checked to see if she had a genious IQ or not.” “Does she?” “Not genius level but still highly intelligent.” Elaine said matter of factly. “So, she would be smart enough to pull this off, even as a nine year old.” “I suppose so.” Elaine shifted uncomfortably in her seat.

Harry yelled. “ Don't be foolish you ninnyhammer! You think you can win over me or par with me? Hell no ,Harry! You know how low your IQ is right? I am smarter than you” Maya mocked. .Harry’s thatrum grew and he slammed the wine glass on the floor. Maya galred at Harry's eye realizing it was blood- red. If there was one thing Harry is hated the most, it would be for him being constantly remained low is IQ is.

“I just can learn quickly.” “Basically, a genius.” “You can call me that.” “You are really arrogant,” I said. “But I don’t hate it. I won’t blame you. If anyone was a genius, it doesn’t matter if they have ego. But if they are stupid and have ego, now that’s a problem.” After I was done making the potion, I put it in a small bottle. I made very little. “We can test it on someone,” I said. “You are not testing a hallucination potion on me,” Demian said quickly.

She seemed excited and was giving me an expectant look. As if there was anything more that I can give her! I simply smiled at her politely as I don’t even have the right words to say to her. I want to die. I want to crawl into a hole and hide. Someone, please bury me so I can avoid embarrassing myself even further. This girl is not my sister. She’s a blonde Hermione Granger. ‘Master?’ Custard came to my side and poked my hand. ‘Not now, buddy. I’m devastated. My sister is a fricking genius to master the use of magic before me! She’s on her way to Hogwarts while I have to stay in the basement!’

He snaps still unsure but more convinced then before “But just for the record I still think this is all in my mind and I’m only listening because I miss mums voice” I smirk, giggling at how childish he could be, but damn did I not miss it. Just as I was about to tell him the entire plan I could feel a barrier in his head drop down, I surge forward gasping when I realise I could see what he seen, hear what he heard, feel what he could feel. “Turn or il empty hell fire on her” this instantly made his body tighten as he looks up into the eyes of a cold hearted killer, he was a weasley looking bastard, dark brown hair with bushy eyebrows and an even bushier nose