Harry Potter and the Rebirth

"Harry, I think you should know something." Dumbledore's expression became serious, and Harry straightened his back.

"The first thing is the Muggles who attacked the Velez family. I asked Severus to check the head of the Muggle Prime Minister and found that he didn't know about it. That means this incident was not organized by the Muggle official. This is good news."

Harry's straight back relaxed again. He leaned against the head of the bed, covered his legs with the quilt, and took out a corner and held it in front of Dumbledore.

"Oh, haha," Dumbledore was touched by Harry's sudden action.

Harry looked at his outstretched arm. The corner of his hand seemed to be mocking his stupidity. He might be afraid of the cold after recovering from a serious illness, but for a wizard with such powerful magic as Dumbledore, keeping warm was the most basic thing.

Harry's cheeks turned red all of a sudden, and just as he was about to take his hand back, Dumbledore took the corner and covered his robe with it. Harry's heart suddenly became soft, and his body leaned forward slightly.

"There's one more thing. Maybe Ron told you last night."

"Um - what Ron? I haven't met him yet." Harry pretended to be confused even though he knew the truth. Dumbledore looked at him with a smile. Neither of them investigated the matter deeply. It was enough to understand it. Which Gryffindor student didn't have a few night walks in his student days?

"Well, another thing, Harry," Dumbledore's expression, which had just relaxed, changed again, and Harry's heart was suddenly lifted.

"Since you did not take the exams after the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, I have to inform you with regret that you still need to attend the rest of the classes except for the Defense class and Transfiguration class."

Harry thought about it and found that this matter was not so difficult to accept, so he nodded obediently.

"Dobby--" Dumbledore opened his mouth and called in the busy Dobby. Harry was a little confused about the emotion he expressed with his emerald eyes.

But the next words made Harry understand the reason.

"Some portraits and sculptures in the castle told me that there was suddenly a Muggle in Hogwarts Castle, and then, Dobby was found taking care of this Muggle. Harry, can you give me some explanation?"

Dumbledore's eyes, which had been gentle just now, suddenly became sharp.

Harry knew that this matter would not be kept secret for long, so after Ron and Hermione left last night, he called Dobby over and asked him about the care.

Dobby replied that Harry had asked him to send the Muggle back to where it came from some time ago.

Harry then asked, since he didn't say it himself, where did Dobby get the instructions from?

Dobby replied that one night when he was washing dishes in the kitchen, a note suddenly appeared on the table next to him. The handwriting on the note was Harry's own, and it also said that he should not disturb Harry because Harry was preparing for the exam.

Dobby then used his break time to sneak the Muggle out of Hogwarts and brought him to the address on the note.

Harry sighed. It would not be surprising if Dumbledore had such ability.

"Voldemort possessed that Muggle's body and sneaked into Hogwarts. I used some means to make him leave. At the same time, he should still be somewhere now. That place is the one he will never be able to leave in his lifetime, and there is no way for him to leave without my consent." Harry said this expressionlessly, which shocked Dumbledore a little.

He could foresee that there must be something complicated behind this incident, but he didn't expect it to be related to Voldemort. However, can these things be told?

"Harry, can you promise? Do you need some help from me?" Dumbledore looked a little worried. Although he knew that Harry was not simple, it was not easy to trap a demon alone.

Furthermore, was Voldemort so stupid that he could sneak into Hogwarts and be subdued without any fierce battle? Was Harry controlled? Or was the person being arrested not Voldemort?

Harry understood what Dumbledore meant. After all, it was not easy to believe such big words from an 11-year-old boy.

"Professor," Harry called softly.

"Ok?"

"I will prove it." Harry's eyes met Dumbledore's. Their eyes collided again. Dumbledore was stunned. He could feel Harry's determination.

Forget it, forget it, I am old after all.

Dumbledore summoned Fawkes, but Fawkes looked a little weak at this time. His body had shrunk by more than half, his feathers had not yet fully grown, his exposed skin was wrinkled and the color was not as bright as before, his eyes were very dull, and it seemed as if something was missing.

Dumbledore touched Fawkes' forehead lovingly and explained to Harry, "Fawkes helped us fend off the attack during that fierce battle, and he was a little injured."

Harry suddenly realized.

Fawkes flew over unsteadily, landed on Harry's arm, and pecked lightly on his wrist. A golden-red mark appeared and then disappeared into the skin.

"Even if you don't let Fawkes protect you, I can always get there when you are in danger." Dumbledore's face seemed to turn paler, and Harry looked at it carefully again, and it seemed that nothing had changed.

"By the way, Professor, there was a white envelope in the clothes I was wearing when I was unconscious, but I couldn't find it when I woke up. Do you know where it is?" Harry asked anxiously.

"About this, go ask Sirius? He was the one who changed your clothes. When you were seriously injured, he didn't let anyone approach you except Madam Pomfrey. He should have been the one who changed your clothes, right?"

Harry had a bad feeling in his heart.

"Oh, and, Harry, I found the two snakes that attacked us in the area where you were unconscious. They look a bit like your two pets. Grindelwald and I teamed up to trap them in a cage. As for who can dispose of them, we'll talk about it after you wake up."

"Now?"

Dumbledore asked Harry's opinion with his eyes.

"Professor, I think I need to go back to my dormitory and take a look," Harry did not answer directly. Although he thought that these two snakes were related to the two pets he kept, he was still not sure.

"Okay - no hurry, then you should have a good rest first. After you have rested, you can go to class. You missed a Quidditch match. Minerva kept nagging in my ear, asking when you would be ready."

Harry smiled shyly.

Dumbledore tucked a corner of the quilt in and patted it, "I won't disturb your rest."