Harry Potter Genius Iq Fanfiction 소설 & 이야기

he explained to me. "I'm really sorry," I said, and felt ashamed, but I had to add, "I've been a little busy." Fighting my own feelings. Mr. Watson nodded at me with a look that said he understood, even though I very much knew he didn't. "We received the copy of your I.Q. test results emailed to us, and Rory, you're a living genius… just as I expected. 156 is amazing," she said with her smile, as bright as ever. "Congratulations."

It's more like I'm something extraordinary, rare, an exception. I don't like that. "Scarlett Davis, isn't it?" A middle-aged man stops in front of me, also stretching out his hand to greet me. I recognize him, he is very important to the branch. His IQ is said to be 146 - he is a true genius, not someone like me. "Congratulations, you're amazing... I've never seen anyone solve problems so quickly... let alone so many in a row." "Oh, imagine..." I say, suddenly bashful, looking away as I feel him rub his thumb over my hand lightly. This simple contact causes me sudden discomfort.

I told them. " We can tell your dog mate that the dick fabricated evidence against you," they offered. " We are irresistible, and people just believe us," they smirked. They meant mind control. I rolled my eyes and shook my head. " He's not like other shifters. And besides, he wouldn't believe anyone, especially my brothers!" " The evidence is absolute. How does one even do that," Harry glared at Princeton. The duke had smugness again. " I'm a genius," he shrugged.

Matthew praised him and was immediately guided toward what he built with his Lego bricks. Within a few days, he managed to build something with his wits. His speed and mental capacity were probably better than some adults. That night, after Renfrew fell asleep, Matthew found Hesper and spoke to her. “Hesper, I think you should bring the child for an IQ test.” Hesper quickly reacted. “Do you think that he has a high IQ?” “I’ve never seen a child his age who is that smart.” Hesper understood. The Lanes were a huge family and Matthew had many nephews and nieces. There were geniuses among them, yet he said he had never seen a child as smart as Renfrew. That was enough to prove that Renfrew had a

Harry says to me in a hurt tone, and I start to blubber. "He doesn't love me, Harry. He doesn't love me." I cry on his chest, and Harry just holds me. "Well, he's an idiot for not loving you. I mean, who wouldn't want to love you? You're intelligent, you're talented, you're funny, you're strong, and most of all, you're the most beautiful person on the entire planet." Harry tells me, and my heart palpitates in joy as my wolf tries to spring up to get closer to Harry.

We had to move quickly before Adam's mother, who kept looking at us inquiringly, changed her mind and questioned where we had come from. "We have room to play the piano. Please follow me, gentlemen." Aston and I looked at each other. I pretended to see a spider in Adam's hair and pretended to clean it. I took Adam's hair and pulled out a strand. Please put it in a small plastic, then nod twice, indicating our mission is over. Aston finally accelerated his lessons and then we said goodbye to go home. **** Taking a sample of Jayden's hair is the easiest thing to do. Tonight Jayden was drunk again. There was a lipstick mark on his collar. He really couldn't be stopped.

I am desperate to get out of this place, this country. "I don't blame him though, we have exams tomorrow but he is parading everywhere trying to make me cry. Well what did I expect from a pampered only child? What did I expect from a genius that has an IQ of over 200? Of course he will be an arrogant prick, a bad boy that loves seeing me cry, the bad boy that loves making me cry, loves making my heart race, and loves making me think twice about myself.