Harry Potter and the Rebirth

After Malfoy dealt with the group of ungrateful people, there was no trace of Harry in the entire corridor. He tried to call out a few times, but when there was no response, he remembered that his time was up for today. He walked to the Potions Office, raised his arm, and wanted to knock on the door to go in, but when he remembered Harry's embarrassed expression today, he chose to put his hand down.

Then he stood in front of the door with his wand in his arms and a stern face. It would be better to send that guy out of the basement. It shouldn't take long. Anyway, their Slytherin lounge is close. Harry was scared by his experience last time, so it's better to keep an eye on him.

After the group of people entered the lounge, Thomas slowly approached, slowly approached, pinching his hands and feet, trying to find a good position to knock Harry unconscious and search his body all over.

But I didn't expect Malfoy to be here. What a nuisance. Isn't he usually so cool? Why is he standing next to Harry Potter now? Thomas admitted that he was jealous. Seeing someone who was good at everything and loved by others, he looked like a stink bug in the gutter. Every time he was exposed to the sun, it was like a slow torture. Why was he pretending?

Thomas pondered over it with his dark mind. The more he thought about it, the more he felt pitiful. He was often bullied by others, and no one cared about him. He was ignored by others. Why did those people have a better life than him?

Finnegan was soaked all over at this time. He wanted to find the legendary Hufflepuff common room because Thomas had not returned until dinner time. He asked seniors from other colleges and finally found the wooden barrel. However, he accidentally pressed the wrong button and the liquid in the barrel poured all over himself.

He was extremely anxious now. Where on earth had Thomas gone? Did he say something too harsh at noon? If he had known, he would not have gotten angry. He should have followed him to have a look. Finnegan's eyes were red with anxiety. He pulled open the layers of clothes on his chest. There was a bulging bag inside. The bag was not wet by the liquid. He opened it and looked at the pastries inside. He breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, it was not soaked. If he finds Thomas, he can give this to him. He hasn't eaten for almost the whole day and should be hungry now.

Cedric came back from a walk outside and saw a wet little lion.

Several heat spells were cast on Finnegan's body, and the liquid was completely evaporated, but it was still a little sticky. Random seemed to have heard Finnegan's thoughts and added some cleaning skills. Smelling the fresh breath on his body, Finnegan thanked the legendary school hunk.

So this is Cedric, so handsome and warm-hearted! Finnegan ran over and told the senior about his purpose and worries.

The senior smiled and patted his head, inviting him to visit the common room where he and Qiqi were living.

"Can I really?" Finnegan pointed at himself with disbelief on his face. The Hufflepuff common room was the most difficult to enter. Apart from the Hufflepuff students in the house, not many people from other schools could enter.

"Yeah," Cedric nodded. He had a good impression of this enthusiastic and kind little lion. This kind of friendship was rare. Thomas was really lucky.

He was one of the few people in Hufflepuff house who loved learning and was often praised by teachers. Even the serious Professor McGonagall often praised his Transfiguration.

Unfortunately, Thomas couldn't feel it. Now he was blinded by jealousy and forgot to be close to his friends, admire his teachers, appreciate his seniors, and the kind and friendly classmates around him.

Life of comparison is so painful. Thomas will only slide into a deeper abyss, eventually swallowing up everything he once had.

Malfoy is not a good guy either. How many resources does his family control in the wizarding world? Thomas slowly approached and raised his wand. What was the name of the spell? The Imperius Curse——

Thinking that the young master of the Malfoy family was under his control, and then using this relationship to plunder wealth, improve his status, teach those Slytherins who bullied him a severe lesson, and let Finnegan -

Yes, let Finnegan be a friend to only himself. The bright prospect is right in front of him. The master's promise to him makes the desire in his heart begin to swell, and it is so close that he can touch it.

right--

That's it, Master Malfoy -

Stay tired, relax your guard -

Thomas' eyes almost popped out of his head, he held his breath, his body shaking uncontrollably, all the wealth, power and status were within his reach.

"Legilimency!"

This was the spell that Thomas was most proficient in using. With this spell, he had controlled countless people, like the stuttering pure-blood idiot in Gryffindor and the senior Slytherin girl who often went in and out of Professor Snape's office.

This is talent!

"Snapped!"

Thomas felt his entire perspective suddenly spin, and his head hit the floor heavily. He could see the pattern on the ceiling so clearly for the first time. The murals on both sides of the wall turned into long vertical strips. The figures in each vertical strip had abandoned their usual wealth and became hideous, laughing, roaring, and slandering madly.

"I said, it was definitely this kid last time!"

The feeling of being bound by the ropes on his body made him realize that he seemed to have fallen into someone's trap, but he could not hear anything clearly. He entered his own world and looked at everything around him indifferently. The few people who had just left came back and surrounded him to accuse him.

"I knew this person was not a good person."

Bart spat on him, and Malfoy, who had been tired just now, suddenly became energetic. He squatted in front of him and looked at him carefully.

"Is this the guy? He doesn't look like him."

Dumbledore's white beard floated in front of his eyes. More and more people gathered around him. Harry Potter, the person Thomas envied and jealous of the most, was standing aside with Snape, who was holding a small bottle in his hand with pink gas rotating inside.

Although he has been exposed, Thomas does not feel panic. Every day when he does this kind of thing he is trembling with fear and walking on thin ice. Now he seems to have a feeling that the dust has settled and he doesn't have to act anymore. He sneered, and a few drops of crystal liquid flowed from the corners of his eyes, ran across his cheeks, flowed into the ends of his hair, and a few drops swirled in his ears.

They are just a bunch of vain people and will be liquidated by their master in the end. It's a pity that I won't be able to see that day.

Thomas felt the blood in his body begin to boil, gas continued to surge up from his skin, and then disappeared in the air, his skin became wrinkled and began to turn dark brown.

Seeing this, the students around couldn't help but scream and fled in all directions. Harry opened his eyes wide, full of disbelief. Draco frowned, obviously very disgusted. This was another dark wizard. Why did Hogwarts accept everyone?

Snape hurried over and took out various deeds from his sleeves. With a long, clear whistle, Fox stood on Thomas and a tear fell.