Harry Potter and the Rebirth

"Indeed—"

"But why do you call him senior? Harry is obviously two years younger than us."

"Isn't it more interesting to call you senior? Sometimes being handsome is a feeling, and so is age."

The people around him were talking, causing Harry to straighten his back unconsciously. The anger just now seemed to disappear all of a sudden, hiss -

This was quite embarrassing, so Harry put down his wand and even looked at Dudley with a more favorable attitude.

Dudley's face looked a little unhappy at this moment. It seemed that I was the one who managed this relationship well. He always felt like he was shooting himself in the foot.

Harry left lightly. Before leaving, Filch even gave him a friendly greeting. He felt dizzy and floated higher and higher amidst the praises of the crowd, until he saw Snape in front of him. It was like a basin of cold water was poured on him, chilling him to the bone.

"Hey - look who this is? Our famous savior - it must feel good to be praised by everyone - the potion you brew is not as good as that fat boy next to you - look at him -"

Harry stood there stiffly, and Snape walked past him quietly without saying a word.

"Old Bat—"

Um! ?

Snape turned his head sharply.

"What are you looking at? Don't you know who I'm talking about?" Harry smiled and took a few steps forward, greeting the little wizards next to him. Seamus happened to be right in front of him, and he looked at Harry with admiration.

Snape, who had just passed by Harry, suddenly turned around, with a sneer on his face, strode behind Harry and put his hand on his shoulder.

"Professor, what can I do for you?" Harry turned his head with a smile. To show his respect, he kept a sincere expression on his face. He looked like a good boy who respected his teachers.

Anyway, he was just saying it in his heart, no one could catch him, and this was not his response to Snape's veiled words -

Snape smiled with a fake smile, but his mouth, which was normally 37 degrees Celsius, uttered words that were 50 degrees colder than the normal temperature. "For not turning around and reporting the professor's words in time, Gryffindor will deduct 10 points."

The smile transfer technique was performed again, but this time the results were expanded to two people. Dudley, who was standing behind, watched the lawsuit between the two people and saw the smile disappear from Harry's face, and his big mouth instantly cracked.

Then he walked over quickly. Snape was obviously in a very good mood. He looked at a Ravenclaw girl who suddenly bumped into his chest, a girl with waterfall-like black hair and a beautiful face, and he gently pulled her aside.

He said softly, "Be careful! Watch the road."

Then he shook his black cloak and strode away.

Filch, who was walking over, staggered when he heard these words. Harry, who was glaring at him, suddenly changed his expression and opened his mouth so wide that a whole egg could almost fit in. Seamus, who had just chosen to unite against a common enemy because he saw that his idol was unhappy, now stood there in a daze.

Dudley also turned his head in surprise. Well, the eighth wonder of the world was born right before his eyes.

The little girl who stayed there obviously became the target of public criticism.

"Who is this person? How could our old bat treat him like this?" Harry turned his head to look at Seamus beside him.

"I heard she's a weirdo from Ravenclaw who often does weird things. Last time she even danced on her own dining table." Apparently Seamus still remembered it clearly. There was a look of disgust on his face, and it was obvious that he didn't like this girl.

"Oh?"

"I see that you don't seem to like her very much. Why? There shouldn't be any direct contact between you two?" Harry questioned his soul.

The disgust on Simo's face froze instantly. Yes, why would he have such a deep dislike for a girl he had no direct contact with? He was just influenced by his classmates and this concept and view was rooted in his heart.

If we talk about outrageous things, the twin brothers may be more annoying. Who would throw dung balls to fight Peeves during dinner? Then the whole hall was filled with a kind of "fragrant" smell. They often went out for night walks and were caught by teachers. They were the real culprits of Gryffindor.

But why did Seamus not hate them, but a girl instead? Was it because he really disliked this kind of rebellion, or was it because he wanted to have an outlet for his emotions, to have a common topic among everyone, to make himself seem very sociable, to -

In order to beautify the essence of school violence, they describe the victim of violence as having low character and being extremely vicious, thus appearing to be on the side of justice. Then they can criticize and despise others as a matter of course, thus demonstrating their own noble character and that they cannot be compared with such low-quality people.

Bad people never think they are bad people.

Seamus was silent. He had obviously really thought about Harry's question and suddenly found that his original anger and disgust seemed so fragile, completely illogical and untenable when he thought about it carefully.

But the people around them felt more justified amid the discussion.

"Who is this? Why is he committing fraud?"

"That's right, did you see Harry Potter here? So you wanted to -"

"Why did Snape, who is like this, still——"

"Who knows? Maybe they have something—"

The discussions of the people around her, whether full of malice, confusion, or goodwill, all entered the girl's ears.

A vacuum zone formed around the girl and no one was willing to get close. However, right in the center opposite the girl, there was a tall, blonde, beautiful girl wearing a Slytherin school robe. She looked at the silent girl in the middle provocatively.

She was the one who pushed this girl just now, and then let her steal the spotlight in front of everyone. Look—

The little girl should thank her. The girl picked up a strand of blonde hair on her shoulders with her delicate and slender fingers and praised herself for her kindness. She didn't cast any spell on the little girl, did she? She just played a little game.

She looked at the little girl who was silent and lowered her head in the middle of the crowd, then turned around and wanted to leave in boredom. It was really - she had been bullied for so long and she didn't say a word. She was indeed a mudblood, who took advantage of her softness like a ball of mud and allowed others to trample on her.

Harry couldn't bear it any longer. This situation, this situation seemed to be his past life -

In his previous life, when he was blamed by everyone, he still had his friends by his side to comfort him, but now this little girl seems to be bearing it all alone.

Harry took his own steps and pushed through the crowd in front of him, and Dudley seemed to be very angry as well. He almost stood in sync with Harry in the inner circle. One was tall, one was short, one was thin, one was fat, one had a handsome face, and the other was ordinary.

Two wands were raised at the same time. It was the rush hour for going to class. Due to the situation in the middle, more and more people were stuck here. The people at the back raised their heads desperately, trying to see clearly what was happening in front.

The story became more and more outrageous, but that girl was always suspected of the greatest malice.

Harry and Dudley looked at each other and understood each other's intentions.

"Quickly imprison——"

The same spell was cast from two wands, aimed directly at the tall, beautiful Slytherin girl in front.

The girl was horrified. The little Ravenclaw girl raised her head. Although she was calm, there was a hint of joy and nostalgia in her eyes.

Harry met those dark eyes again.