Thirty small pills in a transparent plastic bag, named NZT48.

When Wang Yan gave these things to Harry Potter, he didn't tell him the function of these little things.

Harry took one without hesitation and threw it into his mouth.

This action fell into the eyes of the three partners around him, causing a burst of confusion.

Malfoy reached out his hand subconsciously, squeezed Harry's throat, and shouted eagerly: "You idiot, you put everything in your mouth? Hurry up and spit it out!"

Hermione was also worried.

The Xueba girl frowned: "At least, you should let me do a medicinal analysis first."

What Wang Yan gave was definitely a good thing, there was no doubt about that.

But these small transparent discs that look like "pills" are really edible?

What if it is a pre-product equipped with some kind of ultimate poison?

Neville next to him took a deep breath and said, "Don't worry, there will be no problem."

As beings who can create the world and freeze time, professors of prophecy should be able to solve most of the problems they find difficult.

Harry didn't react.

Once the tablet is in the throat, it begins to work very quickly.

In an instant, Harry felt his whole being "refreshed".

Logical analysis ability, memory ability, thinking activity...

All aspects have been improved dozens of times.

He can even recall what happened when he was a baby now.

His father, James Potter, was brave and fearless.

Mother Lily Evans's pure emerald eyes.

The arrogance of Voldemort and the Death Eaters and the IQ of the stupid underground...

The voices of the three partners rang in the ears at the same time, as if they had been slowed down countless times.

Harry can even double-think at the same time now.

While analyzing Voldemort through his childhood memories, he calmly told his friends what had changed in him.

"I feel good now."

"Better than ever."

The corners of Harry's mouth traced a smile that Chi Zhu was holding.

In his emerald green eyes, there was a radiance of absolute rationality that was as cold as ice.

"Professor Wang Yan is my benefactor. He helped me reshape myself."

"This potion... is very interesting. It not only improved my intelligence, but even made my state of mind become positive."

"Right now, my mind is full of eating, digesting, absorbing, exercising, learning, accumulating."

"Self-improvement is the true meaning of life."

"Knowledge is an important bridge to achieve this."

Harry's high spirits made his friends feel a little weird.

After saying this, he immediately left the Prophecy Tower and walked towards the main castle of Hogwarts.

Harry trotted all the way up to the eighth floor.

His thinking is clear and his purpose is very clear.

Soon, Harry came to the end of the spiral staircase.

A gleaming oak door appeared before him.

Harry noticed that there was a brass knocker in the shape of a griffin on the door. Behind the door, all kinds of funny little voices entered my ears.

"It seems that NZT48 can also improve my insight."

Harry stood at the door, thinking silently about Dumbledore's habits.

He slowly tested the password.

Wool socks, pumpkin soup, Yorkshire pudding…

In fact, it didn't take much time for Harry to "guess" the correct password.

lemon juice.

buzzing...

The door is open.

Harry stepped forward and walked calmly into the headmaster's office.

"Harry? I don't remember telling you the passcode."

Albus Dumbledore was a little surprised by the appearance of the little savior.

He put his hands on the desk and looked a little weird.

Recently, many things have developed beyond his expectations.

The savior is sorted into Ravenclaw, Nicole May is rejuvenated, the professor of prophecy class shares information about the future...

Dumbledore's plans were disrupted.

Harry is in a strange state now.

He was in an inexplicable joy and pleasure.

The drastically improved intelligence level gave him the illusion that "everything is under control".

This feeling is even more than the joy brought by smoking sun grass.

"Hello, principal, I'm here to do two things."

"The first one, I want to get back the invisibility cloak that the Potter family has passed down from generation to generation... It is said that it was passed down by the Death Saint."

As he spoke, Harry noticed that there were many strange silverware on the long-legged desk.

As if they had been cast on a "living creature spell", they kept spinning and spewing milky white smoke.

The walls of the office are covered with portraits of old school principals.

It has to be said that in terms of Harry Potter's aesthetics, these principals are not very beautiful.

Dumbledore seemed stunned for a moment.

He frowned: "Indeed, I keep the Potter family's invisibility cloak, but... how do you know?"

He even secretly gave Harry a few detection spells while he was talking, which even included soul ingestion.

The weird thing is that Harry Potter has not practiced Occlumency, but he can show him some unimportant memories in a way he can't understand.

Even so, Dumbledore was finally able to confirm that the real little savior was standing in front of him.

"How about some coconut milk first?"

As he spoke, Dumbledore waved his wand, and a glass of fresh translucent coconut milk appeared in Harry's hand.

The Savior picked up the cup and sniffed, a strange smile appeared on his face.

"Sri Lankan vulture bile, Bloxshire grass, Icelandic Juris stalactites, ferret heart tendon..."

"I can't remember what kind of drink needs these things in it."

"The person who brewed this Veritaserum is definitely not Professor Snape. He can do more covertly."

Harry's words made the old principal's face a little embarrassed.

Still, Harry gulped down the coconut milk.

After drinking the Veritaserum, he said generously, "About ten years, nine months and three days ago, my parents discussed the invisibility cloak."

Dumbledore looked bewildered: "Ten years ago, do you remember? How old were you then?"

He taught at Hogwarts for many years, saw all kinds of geniuses, but never imagined there would be a student like Harry Potter.

Even Voldemort back then was far inferior to Harry, right?

Weird.

In his intelligence network, it was obvious that Harry and Harry were just an ordinary miserable green teenager.

Could it be that all the mediocrity before was just a disguise?

Dumbledore was terrified, and the more he thought about it, the more worried he became.

He was afraid that Harry would become the second Voldemort.

Harry looked at him with a half-smiling smile: "So close to memory, it won't be forgotten."

After eating NZT48, he was even able to recall being in the placenta as an embryo.

This feeling of omniscience and omnipotence is really wonderful.

Harry could feel the effects of the drug wear off.

Each slice of nzt48 can only keep him that way for about 21 hours.

In other words, the "high IQ" buff bonus provided by Professor Wang Yan can only last for one month.

This is the real reason why Harry came to Dumbledore.

The invisibility cloak is just a pretext to start a conversation.