309 Intelligence BUFF, Invisibility Cloak

The transparent plastic bag contained thirty small pills called NZT48.

When Wang Yan gave these things to Harry Potter, he didn't tell him what they were for.

Harry took one out without hesitation and popped it into his mouth.

This action caught the attention of his three companions, causing a commotion.

Malfoy instinctively reached out and grabbed Harry by the throat, yelling urgently, "You idiot, you put everything in your mouth? Spit it out right now!"

Hermione was also somewhat worried.

The academically gifted girl frowned. "At least, you should let me do a drug properties analysis first."

There's no doubt that what Wang Yan gave him was good stuff.

But are these small, transparent round tablets that look like "pills" really edible?

What if it's a precursor to some kind of ultimate poison?

Neville, standing nearby, took a deep breath and said, "Don't worry, there won't be any problems."

As beings capable of creating worlds and freezing time, the Professor of Divination should be able to solve most of the problems they find difficult.

Harry did not react.

The pill takes effect quickly after being swallowed.

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

Logical analysis ability, memory ability, and mental agility...

All aspects have improved by dozens of times.

He can now even recall everything that happened when he was an infant.

The bravery and fearlessness of his father, James Potter.

The mother, Lily Evans, had a pair of pure, clear, and exquisite eyes, like emeralds.

Voldemort and the Death Eater's arrogance and their utterly foolish intelligence...

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

Harry can now even think in two directions simultaneously.

While analyzing Voldemort through his memories as an infant, he calmly told his friends about the changes in himself.

"I feel great right now."

"Better than ever before."

Harry's lips curled into a knowing smile.

His emerald green eyes gleamed with an absolute rationality as cold as ice.

"Professor Wang Yan is simply my benefactor; he helped me reinvent myself."

"This potion... is very interesting. It not only improved my Intelligence Water, but also made my mindset more positive."

"Right now, all I can think about is eating, digesting, absorbing, exercising, learning, and accumulating knowledge."

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

"Knowledge is an important bridge to achieving this goal."

Harry's heightened state of mind made his friends feel a little strange.

After saying this, he immediately left the Tower of Prophecy and headed towards Hogwarts Castle.

Harry ran all the way up to the Seventh Floor.

His thinking was very clear, and his purpose was very specific.

Soon, Harry reached the end of the spiral staircase.

A Winky oak door appeared before him.

Harry noticed a brass door knocker shaped like a griffin's head. From behind the door, various comical little noises drifted into his ears.

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

Harry stood in front of the door, silently pondering Dumbledore's habits.

He slowly tested the password.

Wool socks, pumpkin soup, York pudding...

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

Lemon juice.

Buzzing...

The gate was open.

Harry strode Earth Flow the Headmaster's Office.

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

Albus Dumbledore was somewhat surprised by the appearance of the young the Chosen One.

He placed his hands on the desk, his expression somewhat strange.

Recently, many things have developed in a way that has exceeded his expectations.

The Chosen One is placed in Ravenclaw, Nicolas Flamel is rejuvenated, and the Professor of Divination shares information about the future...

Dumbledore's plans were disrupted.

Harry's current state is very strange.

He was in a state of inexplicable joy and pleasure.

His dramatically improved Intelligence Water gave him the illusion that "everything is under his control."

This feeling was even greater than the joy brought by inhaling Sun Grass.

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

"First, I want to retrieve the Invisibility Cloak that has been passed down through generations of the Potter Family... It is said to have been passed down from the Deathly Hallows."

As he spoke, Harry noticed that there were many strange and unusual silver items on the long-legged desk.

They seemed to be under a "living spell," constantly spinning and spewing out milky-white smoke.

The walls of the office are covered with portraits of the former male and female principals.

It must be said that, from Harry Potter's aesthetic point of view, none of these headmasters are particularly attractive.

Dumbledore seemed to be stunned for a moment.

He frowned. "Indeed, I have the Potter Family's Invisibility Cloak in custody, but... how did you know?"

He even secretly gave Harry a few detection spells while he was speaking, including Soul Stealing.

Strangely, even though Harry Potter had never practiced Occlumency, he was able to show him some unimportant memories in a way that Harry couldn't understand.

Even so, Dumbledore was finally able to confirm that the person standing before him was the real Little the Chosen One.

"How about we have some coconut milk first?"

As he spoke, Dumbledore waved his wand, and a glass of fresh, translucent coconut juice appeared beside Harry.

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

"Sri Lankan Vulture bile, Rocker grass, Icelandic stalactite, ferret heart tendon..."

"I don't recall any drink that needs these things in it."

"The person who brewed this Truth Serum was definitely not Professor Snape; he could have done it much more discreetly."

Harry's words made the old headmaster lose face.

However, Harry still drank the coconut milk in one gulp.

After drinking the Truth Serum, he openly said, "About ten years, nine months and three days ago, my parents discussed the Invisibility Cloak."

Dumbledore bewildered. "You remember something from ten years ago? How old were you back then?"

He had taught at Hogwarts for many years and had seen all sorts of geniuses, but he had never imagined that he would have a student like Harry Potter.

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

It's very strange.

His intelligence network clearly indicated that Harry was just an ordinary, pathetic young man.

Could it be that all that mediocrity before was just a facade?

Dumbledore he thought about it, the more worried he became.

He was afraid Harry would become the second Voldemort.

Harry looked at him with a half-smile, "Such a recent memory, it's not so bad that you'd forget it."

After taking NZT48, he was even able to recall his time as an embryo in the placenta.

This feeling of knowing everything and being able to do everything is simply wonderful.

Harry could feel the effects of the drug gradually wearing off.

Each NZT48 tablet can only keep him in this state for about 21 hours.

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

This is the real reason why Harry came to find Dumbledore.

The Invisibility Cloak was just a starting point for the conversation.