Harry Potter and the Rebirth

At this time, a green vine was hidden in the grass, tiny leaves were rubbing against the ground, and a few passing ants were knocked to the ground. The earthworms that had just crawled out of the ground were scared and retracted their heads.

The whole vine was ready to strike, and it raised its body like a snake, aiming at the back of Harry's ankle, and in a flash, it wrapped around Harry's ankle.

Harry didn't react in time and was nearly dragged away by the vines. Hermione, who was not far behind, saw Harry in trouble and torn into pieces. Yellow light flew out from the tip of Hermione's wand and then disappeared in mid-air. Hermione ran over in a hurry.

Harry also reacted and was torn into pieces by the same spell. The vine broke into seven or eight pieces, as if it had lost its vitality and fell on the grass. The splashing juice sprayed onto Harry's pants, and then bursts of white smoke came out. It was actually corrosive!

After Harry dealt with the vine, he looked up at the situation behind him. It was still a quiet and peaceful scene, as if everything just now was an illusion. The wind was blowing gently, and Hermione ran to Harry's side.

Rita Skeeter, this woman, has never taken her eyes off Harry since she saw him. She took a lot of pictures of Harry with her camera and even captured a scene of Harry and Hermione being intimate together.

Rita lowered her head and looked at the photos she took, her eyes rolling around as if she was thinking of something. He only said that I couldn't write such a report, but he couldn't control others. I could sell these things to my colleagues and make a lot of money. This would not only relieve my hatred, but also I wouldn't have to worry about exposing my secrets.

She dug out a few addresses from her bag and squinted her eyes happily.

Here, everyone was fighting hard. After seeing that Harry was fine, Hermione separated from him. Before leaving, she asked Harry to teach her the spell of being torn into pieces.

This was an offensive spell that Hermione had seen while reading in the library. It was used specifically to save her life. She was not very proficient in it yet, but she had not expected to use it in her first-year Dark Magic Practical Class.

Harry retreated to the side out of boredom and sat on a large protruding rock, with his legs hanging in the air, shaking slightly from time to time.

When a few senior wizards were chased to this place by magical creatures, they saw the rumored savior being so cool and handsome. They looked at the animals chasing him and couldn't help but sigh at the huge difference.

Then several people changed direction and ran towards Harry.

"No, in order to ensure the safety, rationality and fairness of the exam, I have set up barriers in each area. Any exam content that does not belong to this area will be blocked."

Dumbledore did not call out anyone by name. He was still smiling, floating in the air, amplifying his voice so that all the young wizards could hear it clearly.

The few people who ran over changed their direction angrily, as if nothing had happened just now. Harry noticed this scene and jumped down. He had passed all the levels belonging to him, but maybe the power of the magic he cast was a little too strong. Harry looked at the results of his battle, the scorched earth was completely different from the surrounding green grass.

"Professor," Harry raised his hand, "can I go now?"

Sirius Black moved his gaze from the area for sixth and seventh graders to Harry's side, and looked at the venue that had been mostly destroyed, and the corners of his mouth twitched unconsciously.

"can."

After getting permission, Harry walked out of the venue. He did not receive envious looks from others because there were not many people there. Most people were hiding or running in a panic, and a large number of them were already lying in the grass, looking at each other's embarrassed figures and smiling at each other.

When Harry left, he took another look at the space where the Retraction Charm was cast. There were two figures with fiery red hair that particularly attracted his attention.

Because they were actually laughing at a tall man who was wearing a suit, slippers, had hair dyed in rainbow colors, and had a swimming ring around his waist.

Sirius Black obviously noticed this scene as well. In order to maintain discipline in the examination room, he tried not to laugh, but his shaking shoulders still revealed his joyful mood.

Dumbledore also laughed, and the long beard under his chin fell off with the movement of the corners of his mouth, and the beard moved up and down on his chest.

Then he took out a round glass ball and recorded the scene.

Harry became even more curious, so he turned and walked towards the third grade examination room. When he got closer, he found that the man's face was actually Snape. It was so funny. Someone shouted, and the man disappeared in a flash. A Burgot appeared in his place.

Meanwhile, the seventh grade was plunged into gloom, with a tattered cloak floating at the top. Some young wizards who had finished the exam and the invigilators raised their heads in surprise, because that was actually a Dementor.

Two sinister white claws stretched out from under the tattered cloak, with bloody dirt hidden inside the long sharp nails. As he floated by, almost no one was able to resist, and the few patronuses that occasionally floated out gradually dissipated as time passed. This Dementor seemed to be particularly powerful.

"Oh, God, is this exam at Hogwarts such a big deal? Is it really safe?" An abrupt voice came from the press box.

"Dude, when did you start believing in God?" The man covered his mouth quickly when he saw that his topic had been diverted. "I've been reading too many Muggle novels lately, and my mind has been brainwashed."

"Oh, brother, you are so careless. If those people from the Ministry of Magic hear this, they will definitely seize your Muggle contraband."

"Oh, Merlin's pants are too big," a reporter said excitedly, snapping photos with his camera. "A wizard trained to this level can become an Auror right after graduation."

"You don't understand. This level is not as intense as Auror training, but it is definitely stronger than the average wizard."

Harry wandered around the examination room, looking at some of the creatures there and was eager to try. He really wanted to go in and try fighting them. He hadn't had this level of training for a long time. He had become lazy since he started school.

In a corner where no one cared, Hagrid's huge figure stood there. People around him walked back and forth beside him, but no one noticed and no one cared.

Hagrid lowered his head, and his huge face was hidden in the shadow he created. No one could see his expression unless they stood in front of him and looked up. There seemed to be something struggling under his heavy deerskin boots, but with his huge physique, he easily pressed it under his feet. If you look through the gap, you can see clearly that it is the vine that attacked Harry.