Harry Potter Genius Iq Fanfiction Mga Nobela at Kwento

He waved his hand and silently shut the door in my face. In that one split second when they entered the library, I was certain the guy sensed the presence of my pursuers. Laughable in a big way. I'm curious whether the wizard perched atop the tower discovered anything unusual. If he hadn't, I would have dramatically exaggerated his ability. "Books." I exhaled a sigh. "I used to despise books. Those concepts, computations, and formulae all required learning on my part. It made me feel ill. But now that my Intelligence level has exploded, I could practically claim I have a photographic memory."

"Well, I have to admit that it is still not as smart as Vero, to be honest." "You do not need to doubt your IQ ability," Erick shook his head slowly in response to her words. "But I mean your brain's ability to learn new information related to the supernatural things matters–I have to say, is the worst thing I ever met. Ah, could it be that you used your charms on your professors to get good grades? I have always been suspicious of this possibility for a long time." Again she smiled wryly, and this time she without hesitation directly aimed his foot to tackle Erick's leg, which the damn dregs managed to dodge while laughing mockingly at her for her failing attempt to kick him.

' I screamed and gritted my teeth. "You won't be able to use your powers. Not with silver and wolfsbane in your system. You know, for someone who has heightened senses and an intelligent mind, you sure are stupid and slow to not see this coming. You're too easy." He laughed wickedly at the end. Tears formed in my eyes and I grunted in pain when I moved. I looked up at him. "Why??" I whispered with a weak voice as my vision started to blur. "Wh-why are y-you doing th-this. Harry? Why are you with Dylan? He's a traitor and a bastard!"

“Ms. Evans, we were just discussing how the masterpiece of JK Rowling contain absolutely no swear words except in the last book, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, when Molly Weasley swears at Bellatrix Lestrange for duelling with her daughter Ginny.” “Absolutely!” Ms. Evans said enthusiastically and continued fangirling about Harry Potter. Lucas rolled his eyes and turned to Zehra who was looking at him in incredulity. “What?” “Nothing, who would’ve thought that our quarterback was a potterhead.” “Oh shut up. Show me this godda–” “Don’t swear,” she whispered this time. "Why?!" "I don't like people swearing," “Ok show me this e-mail. Now.” Zehra took her phone and showed him the e-mail. H

But I don’t see anything and no longer have the feeling. “Hedwig, I think I am losing it.” I look to the bed for him, only to realize I left him in the floor. “OMG I am so sorry!” I rush to pick him up hugging and giving me a kiss before putting him on the bed. “There you go. Now I am going to shower get snuggly and we will get some cereal and put on Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone. And before you ask, we can’t skip any movies. Because if I when I get rejected again if I die, I will not go out without having seen them all at least once!” I say as I go through my drawers till, I find my Gryffindor rob onesies and head to the shower. Soon as I start to wash, I realize I forgot to put on

“What the hell is this?” My fingers tremble, my pulse slamming through my wrists as if my body is trying to warn me of a collapse. Harry looks right at me with that infuriating brow arched, Viv leaning her head against his shoulder, and they both stare at me with all the warmth of a dead snake. “I mean, I’m actually concerned now, babe…” she mutters with a mock pout. “Has she always been this slow to pick up on things?” Harry nods with an exaggerated sigh, like this is all too tiresome for his mighty intellect. “I’m starting to think she’s just… stupid.”

He was using a cane, his hair was totally white and thinning on top, and he had so many wrinkles, even a turkey neck. Santos laughed inside my head, ‘you’re mean.’ “Don’t be so fucking loud then. You can mindlink, so if you don’t want anyone to hear you, just say it inside your fucking head like the rest of us. They took your legs, not your brain, stupid.” Cyrus said, lessening my guilt for mentioning his turkey neck. I growled at Cyrus, but my growl didn’t even impress the old guy anymore. “But what about Harry Potter reminds you of our conversation?” Lily asked.

The main character of the story has made her entry. Many secrets are going to reveal soon and also don't forget Harry is not your typical Male lead who can't use his brain. He's extremely smart and cunning. I don't know but Harry is my favourite Male lead till now after him you can say I prefer Xander. But Harry's character is just everything. He doesn't feel anything but when he does he feels it with his everything. If he loves he loves madly but if he hates then he hates venomously too. So beware.

He was hungrier than he thought he was. “Why’re they’re so smart,” I respond, frowning towards the door. “Intelligence is usually genetic, but they’re way smarter than you and me. How do you think they got that way?” “Speak for yourself,” he murmurs and I turn to swat him on the head, which makes him laugh. “Seriously, Victor!” I insist, laughing a little myself. “If we had more, do you think they’d be really clever too? Like, are we doomed to always have kids we can’t keep up with intellectually?”

It was clear that whatever had happened had truly infuriated him. "Do you believe that you possess such immense power? You're nothing but a lowly prostitute, and you will obey my every command!" The sound of his voice was so loud and powerful that it felt like a thunderclap, causing me to instinctively flinch. "How dare you speak to me in such a disrespectful manner! Who do you think you are? Do you not possess even an ounce of respect?" I furrowed my brow and spoke with a tone of uncertainty. His laughter echoes through the room, filling the air with a joyful melody. "Only if you possess the intelligence, wit, and resourcefulness of the brilliant Hermione."