Harry Potter Genius Iq Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Drake says, trying to keep a straight face. “My son showed me the movies, and what can I say, I’m hooked. I even took the Quiz on Potter and it turns out I’m a Slytherin. Who would have thunk it?” Grace replies. “That explains so much.” Lydia mumbled under her breath, “If you loved the movies, you should read the books. They’re amazing, and they left out one of my favorite characters, Peeves. And I just feel like they didn’t portray Ginny very well in the movies. Like not only is she beautiful, but she’s also extremely smart, and an incredible dueler. She had a crush on Harry when they first met at the train station, and she’s been in love with him since he rescued her from the Basilisks, bu

Milo and Jax are silent for a long time after I finish talking. Rhea is too, but somehow in a completely different way. While she sits there with her hands in her lap, twiddling her thumbs with the guilt of knowledge, the other two gape at me openly, as if trying to decide whether or not I am playing some sort of sick, practical joke on them. The longer they look at me, the more I feel like I am shrinking, and the more I want to melt into the cracks of the couch cushions beneath me. In my mind briefly flickers the image of Horace Slughorn from the sixth Harry Potter, and in that moment, I too wish I can transform into a piece of furniture to flee from my accountabilities, nondescript and gui

Ravi raised an eyebrow, "You might be busy with your studies but he never does that." "He is an A+ student. Of course he studies harder than me." Hannah did not like the way he talked about Zion. "Lady, you really don't know him well." Ravi looked at her, "He is an A+++ student with an IQ of 150+ and with a photographic memory. He remembers every tiniest detail about anything even if it just flashes in his line of sight." Hannah placed her hand on the mouth as she gasped hard, "Is it really possible?"

When Rachel's group had left, the other teachers discussed Ziggy. One of the teachers tilted her head to the side. "Doesn't the child remind you of someone else?" "I think so too, but I can't remember who it is." "Oh right, don't you have the other genius child under your care?! His IQ score is also 220, the same as the one today!" “That's right, but remember, even though they have the same IQ, these two are fundamentally different! The other kid is Edward Bluemel's child! With an intellect and family background like that, his future is obvious!"

As Kat got close enough, she whispered maliciously, "If you keep avoiding me, they're going to be suspicious." Kat's jaw tightened. "What you're doing is suspicious." "Not at all." Edeline kissed Kat's forehead. "They're looking at us and thinking how sweet it is, for you to find your mother again. I knew it was genius, pretending like an echo. I saw it in that famous story about a boy with a scar, Harold Porter." "Harry Potter," Kat corrected. "Yes. That. A dead loved one coming back to guide the hero on an important quest? I think I pulled it off."

It's just a big 'IMO' case, not to be taken too seriously outside of this fanfic scenery. A/n: Shotout to 'Lustsifer' who found the reference for 'Hogwarts' Magic Circle' in chapter #3. -------------- pls don't forget to support my stories

Today he proudly told me his IQ is over 160, which is a genius level; if he accepts, he won't need two years to finish primary school. 'I want him to have a normal childhood.' Fiona Forger knows her child is a genius, but she doesn't want her to skip classes and think of going to school as going out. 'I have a week's leave left, and I'll take care of that.' Cherry Desmond shrugged. 'Haizz...don't mind me. I have a lot to worry about.' Fiona Forger got up to clear the table, ignoring Cherry Desmond. Her son's surname is Forger, and if he wants to receive his ancestor, he must also accept his father.

Emily replied, her voice strained. Emma sensed the pretence, knowing that there was more to the story. Determined to uncover the truth, she turned to Drago, hoping for a different answer. But to her dismay, Drago echoed Emily's words, denying any underlying issue. Feeling the urgency to bring clarity to the situation, Luna Malfoy, their astute grandmother, intervened. She reminded them of her unique ability to delve into their minds if they refused to communicate openly. "Oh grandchildren! Do you remember that I'm having the ability to read each mind right here, no matter how well you hide what's on your mind, I will still dive right in." She bloated in with a knowing assurance smile, earnin

I blink at him, is he a Harry Potter fan too? “Slytherin and Ravenclaw. Are you a fan?” I ask squinting my eyes at him. He chuckles “I am but don’t tell my father or Jax, I’ll never hear the end of it.” “Your secrets safe with me. Let me guess Hufflepuff and Gryffindor?” I say looking at his facial features. Strong cheek bones, sharp jaw line, ocean blue eyes, some faint freckles smattered across his nose and cheeks, eyebrow piercing and black hair with a fade around the edges, wavy curls on top. He really is very handsome.

"Who let you in?!" She asks and wanting to slap her face realizing the idiot knows her password now. "I used Alohomora in your door, witch." He says motioning his hand in a circular way as if casting a spel. "Do you want me to cruicio you?!" She frowns trying not to grin finding out that this serious looking handsome stranger is also a Potterhead. "Well, you'll be back to Azkaban if you do." He smirks as he sits comfortable and snatching the cup of ice cream she has in hand before putting a spoonful of brain freezing cream in his mouth.