Harry Potter and the Rebirth

Then Nott suddenly lost consciousness and fell on the lawn. Screams of little wizards were heard all around. Draco's blood soaked the lawn. At this time, Pansy, who was hiding behind the door of the auditorium, saw this scene, rushed out frantically, and began to cast all kinds of spells she knew on Malfoy.

With trembling hands, she took out a bottle of green potion from her pocket and dripped it on his wound. Instantly, the blood stopped flowing out of Malfoy's wound. The nearest professor also hurried over. Flitwick's short body exerted tremendous energy at this time. He waved his wand lightly, and the two people lying on the ground floated up, then flew across the corridor and came to the school infirmary.

After the crowd dispersed, Dudley came out from the back with a frown, and came to the lawn. He pulled out a purple little snake that was sleeping soundly from the tangled and wildly growing lawn. Black steam was still coming out of the snake. Then he immediately looked around alertly and found a white-bearded old man standing behind him - it was Dumbledore.

He stared at the little snake in Dudley's hand with a serious face, and with a slight wave of his wand, he cleaned up all the bloodstains on the lawn.

Two people walked side by side.

"What do you think?"

"Hogwarts is still—not clean."

"So what do you think their purpose is—"

"Harry, Malfoy, Nott, the opposition between these three."

"Oh?"

Dudley shook the dizzy Zi Luan in his hand, "We found it at the scene, and it was obviously just possessed. It was a pet that Harry once kept."

"And on the surface it was Nott who assassinated Malfoy, the Nott family -"

"It was just put to use for us." Dumbledore said lightly.

"That's not surprising, then."

"Lucius will definitely not give up. Think about how to deal with it—"

The two men separated after reaching the corner. Dudley walked down again, crossed the corridor, came to the lawn, and walked straight to the thin forbidden forest in the distance. Where did the other one go?

At this moment, two animal friends came into Hagrid's hut, one was Hedwig who came here following the smell, and the other was Chrysanthemum whose wound had been bandaged and who was unable to move. Hagrid sat aside making tea, and next to him was Fang who was barking non-stop.

"You can't eat it, Fang, that's Harry's good friend."

Yaya stared at the spicy strips that were packaged like a gift, his saliva dripping continuously. Qinggang sensed that he was being watched closely and opened his mouth to show his sharp fangs. Hagrid awkwardly drove Yaya out. He felt creepy after seeing this animal, as if he had seen it somewhere. Hagrid touched his messy hair and focused his attention on the teapot.

When Dudley passed by, he saw Fang barking outside the door. "How could Hagrid have the heart to kick his pet out?"

He moved closer out of curiosity, and through the window he could just see Qinggang recovering from his injuries, and Hedwig standing beside him, and then their eyes met.

Hedwig flew up instantly and rushed straight to the window, but unfortunately the whole house was an enclosed space and she hit the window heavily.

Dudley took this opportunity to run out. It was really unlucky for him that he kept running into this guy wherever he went.

Hagrid also rushed to the window, and after opening the window, Hedwig took the opportunity to fly away. He looked around curiously. Fang, who had been barking just now, fell asleep at the door. Everything around was very quiet, and it seemed that nothing big had happened. Maybe Hedwig suddenly remembered that she had some letters to deliver.

"No, no, no." Old Nott shook his head like a wave drum, desperately denying that Nott's assassination was his idea. "How is this possible? Right?"

Faced with Lucius's angry expression, he looked for help at Dumbledore who was drinking hot tea beside him.

"I think you need to give me an explanation."

Dumbledore put down his teacup. The hall, which had been spacious and bright just now, suddenly became dim. Lucius and Old Nott noticed that the space around them was wet with layer upon layer of magic. They must be on guard against someone.

The alert line in their hearts was raised to the highest level. Lucius sat there with his head held high. He always felt that he would not be able to withstand what was coming next. Old Nott had been fidgeting for a long time. He jumped up suddenly as if there were blisters on his buttocks, and his tone was stammering.

"You, you, what do you mean? Dumbledore?"

Unfortunately, it was too late. Taking this opportunity, Dumbledore made some things public. In short, when Lucius finally went out, he had a dark face and was leaning on a gorgeous cane, while old Nott had already collapsed on the sofa. Neither of them talked about what happened today.

After returning home, Lucius dealt with Narcissa's questions perfunctorily and seemed extremely absent-minded. He sat in Draco's room and began to stare at the family portrait. He sat there quietly all night, from the setting moon to the rising sun. Narcissa also sat in her room, groping for the letter sent by Sirius in her hand, staring blankly at the moon outside the window.

Professor McGonagall felt that too many things had happened recently and all of them were piled on her at once. Not long ago, a young wizard from Hufflepuff was seriously injured and sent to St. Mungo's Hospital by Dumbledore. Now, two young wizards from Slytherin were unconscious at the same time, and another one was stabbed in the abdomen with a rusty dagger.

Undercurrents surged beneath the calm surface of Hogwarts. The little wizards who usually seemed to get along harmoniously began to stick together for warmth and divide into levels. This struggle among small forces was suddenly revealed to Professor McGonagall, making her a little exhausted.

Sirius and Snape were both missing, and Harry didn't know where they had gone. There was no one to teach their classes, so they had to ask the teaching assistants to take over, plus Dumbledore would occasionally go to class. Everything happened so suddenly, yet so naturally.

"The sugar intake should still be reduced this week."

Professor McGonagall was merciless and decisive. She took out 2/3 of the candies from Dumbledore's drawer and left a few bottles of tooth-healthy potion. She finally felt relieved and did not turn back even when Dumbledore tried to keep her.

When she returned to her office, there were still several documents on her desk. She still needed to go to the Ministry of Magic in person to prove the harmlessness of the little guy and return it to Hermione.

The little guy spread his wings and flew onto Professor McGonagall's shoulder, which made her feel much better. "Cute little guy."

Professor McGonagall took out a candy from the candies she had just confiscated, tore off the candy wrapper, and carefully fed it to the little guy's mouth.

Watching it swallow the food in small mouthfuls, her heart melted.