Harry Potter and the Rebirth

"I don't think it's necessary for me to deal with a professor's unreasonable difficulties, especially when he has the intention of taking revenge." Dudley stood beside the dining table, facing the gazes of several professors next to him, and spoke defiantly. Even his broad body and small eyes could not hide the arrogance in his soul.

"Hmm~" Snape's usually stern face showed a slight smile, as if he agreed with this point of view, and then nodded. For the first time, he felt that this impostor was quite pleasing to the eye. His vision was extremely sharp, and he was not deceived by this fame-seeking, hypocritical person.

This voice of affirmation sounded particularly harsh to Sirius' ears. He turned his head and looked at Snape critically, and found some white bubble-like objects sticking under his robe.

"Hmm what? It's Snivellus as expected." When Sirius said the last part, his voice gradually became smaller under Professor McGonagall's stern gaze, and then he lowered his head, and then looked up at Dudley who looked particularly proud at the side.

Snape's grip on the dinner knife gradually tightened as he recalled his past experiences, the scene of being hung on a tree by the four robbers with his underwear exposed. The scene lingered in his mind like a spell, and he immediately used the brain occlusion technique to quickly extinguish the nameless fire in his heart.

Then he secretly moved his wand. At this moment, Sirius had half of his buttocks resting on the chair with his legs crossed. He looked very cool and unrestrained, but his whole body was supported on the chair.

The chair under Sirius's butt broke, and he sat down on the broken wood board with a thud. Some sharp spikes pierced his butt. The loud noise attracted some little wizards leaning in the front. They looked towards the professor's dining table curiously and saw Professor Black who had disappeared.

"Where did the professor go? And what was that noise just now?"

Professor McGonagall looked at Snape reproachfully, then waved her wand and the stool stood up again. Sirius didn't feel so painful on his butt anymore. It was obvious that Snape knew his limits and this was just a little joke between colleagues in front of everyone.

But Sirius didn't think so, or at least no one who was treated like this in public would think so.

Seeing that Sirius was about to turn his attention to Snape, Dudley was not happy at this time. How could he do that? He was not angry enough. When he was Harry, Sirius lied to him and said that the white envelope was missing. Not long after the real Harry came back, the envelope appeared in his pocket. Really, the tiger is not showing its might, thinking he is a sick cat.

After being stopped by the mysterious little girl, Dudley angrily ran down the eighth floor, then looked around. After catching sight of the figure entering the auditorium, he began to provoke her.

He had been Snape's for a period of time and could empathize with some of his feelings, but Harry's disdain for his godfather and Snape's hatred for Sirius were mixed in his heart, leaving him torn.

How could the two of them be so extreme in their evaluations of the same person?

Dudley slammed his hand down on the table.

The muscles on Professor McGonagall's face twitched. She opened her mouth to scold, but then she thought of what Dumbledore had said to her. She patiently began to observe carefully.

Harry, who was hiding on the side, couldn't stand it any longer. How could he be so arrogant? He was so angry that he treated his godfather like this.

Unexpectedly, Dudley seemed to have eyes behind him and denied him at a glance amid the noisy crowd. Then he opened his mouth, opened and closed it, but no sound came out.

"do not come."

"Why didn't you go over there? Did you want to grab the envelope just now?"

"The envelope was originally mine."

Dudley ignored Sirius who was glaring at him, turned around and walked away, disappearing into the crowd of people eating.

"Hey, what do you want to do?"

Sirius was successfully angered by Dudley's provocation, and he dealt with them one by one. He stood up and reached out to grab Dudley's arm.

It was clearly very close, yet it seemed seven or eight meters away. He looked at his hand in surprise. Snape also narrowed his eyes. Professor McGonagall was even more glad that she had not done anything out of line just now.

Scolding is only effective on those who listen to her, and deducting points is only effective on those who have a sense of honor for the college. She does not approve of such an outsider, who is so cruel and ruthless, among the students. However, Dumbledore insisted on doing so, so she had to observe this person all the time.

Greatly shift the target and come face to face with Harry.

Both parties were silent, unaware of how intense the conversation between them was.

"Why are you being disrespectful to the professor? You obviously know it."

"Know what? Know? You've always been biased." Dudley seemed particularly annoyed with his current situation. He couldn't complete the task, and he couldn't vent his anger. Now he was just like a follower, following a kid, playing house with him, and doing all kinds of inexplicable things.

"I--" Dudley saw Zhou Fu's figure behind Harry, and the suffocating fear just now suddenly emerged in his heart again. The last time he had this feeling was when he was with his master, even though there was a door between them.

He shut his mouth, sat down on the stool beside him angrily, picked up the food on the plate and started stuffing it into his mouth. People with this physical condition are most likely to get hungry.

How could this damn magic academy be so full of hidden talents? They were all little brats under 20 years old, why were they so difficult to deal with?

He angrily took a bite of the syrup pie in his hand, took a big gulp of orange juice, and ate a sausage covered with ketchup.

Harry took a few deep breaths and tried to suppress the anger in his heart. If I am not angry, no one can replace me if I get sick...

Draco was a little dissatisfied. Sirius usually boasted about how good he was to Harry, but what happened in the morning was obviously a trap set by this bad guy. He heard about it from other people and began to feel sorry for Harry again.

Now that he finally met the professor who had just joined the school, even he, the future head of the Malfoy family, had to become a good student who obeyed the law and etiquette due to face or various reasons.

Now, Harry originally wanted to see this guy being humiliated so as to be happy, but he did not expect that this guy would win a great victory and escape unscathed. Instead, Snape and Sirius started fighting.

The two people had a verbal confrontation at the dinner table. Professor McGonagall looked calm. She pulled Flitwick, who was watching the show, to a secluded corner and began to discuss Dudley.

"Did you see Dudley's flash just now? Can you do it now?"

Flitwick shook his head, feeling both curious and frustrated. He felt that there were only a handful of people in the world who could accomplish this. Perhaps Dumbledore could do it.

He told Professor McGonagall his conclusion, and the elegant Professor McGonagall rolled her eyes. This is not nonsense, Dumbledore is the most powerful.

At this time, Dumbledore opened another letter, which came from the young man from afar, but what followed made him frown. He didn't expect that the minds of Muggles were like fishing nets.

If it weren't for the magic props, their plan would have been almost flawless.