Harry Potter and the Rebirth

"You are the only one who is bold. If it were me, I wouldn't dare to refuse so bluntly."

Harry stood in the house and rubbed his arms. Although it was the scorching heat of July and August, Snape's arrival still had a good cooling effect.

"Have you prepared everything? How long will it take?"

"Everything is almost ready. We can start construction immediately when we get there. It will take at most three days."

Harry nodded, then stepped into the room within the room. This room was expanded by Snape to be quite large, divided into two parts, one half occupied 3/4, and the other half, 1/4, was pitifully small.

"Hey, no, no, how did you get in there? It's such a big place."

Dudley tried to stop Harry.

"Then come and see for yourself."

Dudley moved closer out of curiosity and saw that the interior was decorated with green as the main color. The big bed in the middle was light yellow, and there were many floor-to-ceiling mirrors and large wardrobes next to it. What was even more outrageous was that there was a dressing mirror next to the bed. On the dressing mirror, there were not only many cosmetics, but also three small bottles of various colors.

Over here, there were only two single beds in the small space. The support pillars of the single beds were rusty, and the bed boards seemed to be moldy, with many yellow-green spots.

Dudley frowned, feeling that he was being treated differently. He turned around and wanted to walk into the larger room, but was stopped outside the door by a transparent light curtain. A line of words vaguely appeared in the shadows above his eyes.

Harley's Special

Depend on!

Dudley swore softly, then sat down angrily on the moldy wooden board. The board creaked under the weight, and Dudley became even angrier. If he was not restricted from performing magic outside the school, how could the Ministry of Magic monitor him with just the trace on the wand?

Harry approached and saw that Dudley had chosen the bed. He thought the time was just right, so he pulled out a wand from his sleeve. The wand was extremely old, with the core of the wand faintly visible at the tip. It was a unicorn feather.

A good wand is one that is worn out but still usable.

Harry calculated the time and found that Snape had not gone far. There were traces of magical fluctuations here, so he could also be blamed.

Dudley's eyes widened. Wow, looking at the thick eyebrows and big eyes, he didn't expect that he was such a cunning person.

Harry's iron bed gradually grew larger, and the space on this side also extended infinitely. A green sofa and a crimson bedside table appeared. The drawers of the bedside table opened automatically, and the various books and miscellaneous small things that Harry brought with him jumped into them.

Harry's suitcase automatically floated over, the zipper opened, and the clothes inside automatically hung themselves on the hangers. Finally, they were sorted one by one and placed in the newly appeared wardrobe.

The birdcage also jumped out of the suitcase and then landed on the bedside table. The cage opened automatically and the snow-white Hedwig flew out. Dudley felt a chill on his back and hurried out of the door. He didn't want to see that nasty bird again, which liked to peck his hair every day.

He came to the corridor and saw Petunia and Snape talking in low voices. No one knew what they were talking about.

hiss--

These two people together are such an unexpected combination!

Vernon was curled up on the sofa with an angry and confused look on his face, while Dali was trembling in his father's arms. It was obvious that he had just had some bad experiences.

Petunia nodded and sent Snape out the door. Vernon and Dudley breathed a sigh of relief. Dudley stood on the corridor on the second floor and watched the show from above, his eyes full of indifference and ridicule. Then the indifference in his eyes melted like ice.

Because he felt the pain on his head, Hedwig pounced on him again, aimed precisely at his hair, and pecked it hard.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, dear girl, I'm wrong, isn't that enough?"

Harry in the room was still adjusting his bed. The thick mattress was a bit hot in summer, so he adjusted the mattress into a cool mat. This was something he learned when he was traveling in China in his previous life. It was really a good thing.

Harry had packed up most of his things in the big house. Even though he was only staying there for seven days, who knows, he might come back in the future.

"Are you done packing?"

Harry heard the sound behind him and turned around with his wand. He saw Harry also rubbing a second-hand wand in his hand. The two looked at each other and then smiled at the same time.

Fenon, who was sitting below, looked at Dudley who was in a very miserable state after being teased by an owl, and the thick filter in his heart gradually shattered. No matter how much he looked like his younger self, he was still a wizard, and he was entangled with these unlucky things every day, and was so close to the red-haired child.

When Fenon went to the station that day, he saw this group of people getting very close to a bunch of red-haired guys. Red hair is the symbol of the devil and represents the lowest bloodline of people. Those before that are slaves, and he secretly despised them.

Dumbledore has been very busy recently. To be more precise, he has always been busy and has almost no free time. Now one force after another has come on stage. How to make the show go on depends on the abilities of all parties.

Dumbledore appeared in a desolate place in the Muggle world, surrounded by abandoned houses covered with green plants. After he waited for a while, a man in a black coat, wearing sunglasses and his hat pulled down low, suddenly appeared in front of Dumbledore.

"What's the situation? Have you found out whether it was a planned arrangement or an accident?"

"I am 80% sure that it was deliberately arranged. The Muggle Prime Minister met with the largest shareholder of British Airways in private in the form of a party a few days before the accident."

"Since it was a private trip and there was nothing special about the exchanges and talks with elites from all walks of life, I didn't pay much attention to it. This was my dereliction of duty."

"Then do you have clear evidence?" Dumbledore asked.

"I retrieved the surveillance footage from that day and found that the plane's pre-flight inspection had been tampered with and the surveillance video had been deleted."

"then you--"

"Due to my job, I have access to some top hackers. I use some tricks to have them recover the data and see it with their own eyes."

"The man who did this—"

"I checked and found that the order was indeed received, and then a large sum of money was added to his family's account."

Dumbledore sighed.

"Take good care of yourself and don't let the Muggle Prime Minister find out."

"it is good."