Harry Potter and the Rebirth

The small figure of Flitwick stood in front of the huge door of Hagrid's Hut and sighed. Behind him followed Madam Pomfrey, who was holding a small box in her hands. The sound of glass bottles colliding could be faintly heard when she shook it.

"Hagrid--" Flitwick knocked on the door. After waiting for a while, he found that there was no movement in the house. He sighed, pushed the door open, and hurriedly put out the fire on the stove. He stood on tiptoe and looked at the food cooking in the pot. It was burnt and had a sour smell. He cleaned it up.

Professor Flitwick turned around and saw Madam Pomfrey pinching her nose in disgust, having just put down her wand.

Okay~_~

Hagrid was still soundly sleeping, snoring loudly and rhythmically. It looked like there was nothing wrong with him, except for the conspicuous white spot on the top of his head, which looked like it had been dug out a lot.

Flitwick chuckled secretly.

"I don't have any hair growth potion here. It seems I have to go back and get some." Madam Pomfrey looked at Hagrid and found that he was fine. He was sleeping very soundly and deeply.

The two men left together, quietly closing the door before leaving, and casting a protective spell on the flame of the fireplace to prevent a fire from being caused by the owner's lack of supervision. Hagrid's eyes moved under his eyelids.

"Really? Dumbledore always finds something for me to do every day, and then there's that stupid Potter, and his weird godfather." Snape walked to the headmaster's office. The stone beast at the door jumped aside skillfully without asking for a password.

Snape walked in. The portraits on the wall became a little excited, chattering and asking what happened. He seemed a little indifferent. With his black clothes, black hair, thin cheeks, and sallow skin, he looked a little cold and unapproachable.

He recalled Dumbledore's instructions and hesitantly opened one of the drawers. It opened easily and contained some yellowed letters and a silver bracelet with some tiny diamonds hanging on it.

There is an exquisite mirror on the top.

Si Nei reached out his hand, and a pair of eyes immediately flashed in the mirror. The eyes blinked, and the two-color pupils seemed somewhat unfathomable. One blue eye contained the mystery of the sea, and the other dark brown eye contained the thickness and majesty of the soil.

Snape suppressed his arrogance. He had heard of Grindelwald's name since his student days.

"You——" the person on the other side spoke.

"Dumbledore is now trapped in a space he built himself. We professors are helpless. We hope you can come to Hogwarts." Snape expressed his meaning directly with a respectful tone.

The pair of eyes disappeared in an instant. Snape sighed and put the mirror back into its original drawer. When he left, the letter under the mirror attracted his attention. There was a signature on the top and a strange shape next to it. There was a circle tangent to a triangle with a vertical line in the middle of the circle.

Huo——

Snape didn't look at it for long. He had a blank expression on his face, as if he didn't see it. He covered the pattern with a mirror, then closed the drawer and strode out of the headmaster's office.

"This guy--"

"This guy is sensible and didn't move around."

"What do you think? A person who walks between the black and white sides and comes and goes freely, would he be a fool who offends everyone?"

Two flowers bloom, one branch each.

Dumbledore expanded the range of the spell, Hagrid was severely blown away by the air wave, and a big gap was blown out in the field where dense vines were intertwined.

The magical creatures shivering underneath were revealed, some of them had half of their bodies buried in the soil, and blood of various colors was scattered on the grass.

Harry frowned as Hagrid continued his output.

"You have the means to make both of them believe you. But Harry, you are indeed very cold-blooded. I have experienced this when I was under your command -"

Harry didn't say anything. He thought of Quirrell, turned his head and looked at Sirius, but didn't deny it. After all, he couldn't make up his mind to use any cruel means on someone with the same personality and face as Sirius.

But he can slowly investigate Qi Luo's disappearance. He is the only one in this world who knows about it, and now there is one more person.

Sirius was full of doubts. Why did this guy keep saying things he couldn't understand? What methods did he use? What methods did he use?

Hagrid dodged Dumbledore's attacks nimbly and coordinated with the vines' attacks.

"Can you tell me who you are? And," Dumbledore looked quite curious. He seemed to have realized that the two figures overlapped in his eyes at this moment. Snape and Hagrid were both transformed by this guy. Unexpectedly, they were still lurking in Hogwarts.

"I--" Hagrid's height melted away as fast as wax, and his face began to become distorted. From time to time, flesh-colored liquid dripped onto the ground and solidified into the shape of water droplets or stones. A thin old man crawled out of the pool of strange melted stuff.

"Oh, I forgot that the time is almost up, but it doesn't matter, I have achieved my goal." "Hagrid" laughed heartily.

Harry put down his wand and reached out his hand into his pocket. The touch of paper made him feel at ease for a moment. He pinched the envelope between his thumb and index finger, groping slightly. Harry looked up at the reaction of the man opposite him. Uh, what kind of fantasy am I holding? Why do I always believe what this person says?

Harry's battle instincts have always been strong, and Hagrid's hunched body trembled for a moment, and he clenched his wand in his hand and stuck it heavily into the soil. The surrounding vines quickly surrounded him and supported his shaky body, which prevented him from revealing any flaws in front of the three people.

"I won't talk to you any more. If you don't understand something before you die, then don't try to understand it." The old man laughed and left, leaving a message for Harry before leaving.

"But, Harry, you have to die. Maybe not today..." The old man sighed. In the process of getting along with each other, Harry himself was actually quite good. It was just the master's order -

The old man remembered that experience, and it was a bit embarrassing for him to crawl in front of Harry, but fortunately his real master did not care, and only punished him to stay in the Forbidden Forest of Hogwarts for a period of time. His time depended on how long it would take him to complete this action plan.

He is free—

The old man let the vines carry him out, and behind him, the vines suddenly doubled in size in an instant as if a switch was pressed, submerging the figures of the three people behind him.