Harry Potter and the Rebirth

When Harry leaned against the wall and just closed his eyes, the door was suddenly opened. Jielan looked a little terrified. She looked at her hands helplessly. They were extremely white. Xiaojie was lying on his shoulders, licking his cheek with his tongue, trying to comfort him.

"came back--"

"came back."

Jie Lan looked extremely embarrassed at this moment, and he didn't know which one was more shocking.

"I--"

"You don't have to tell me, I know everything. Let's go to bed tonight."

Harry lay on the bed, and Jerry seemed to react. The whole space changed drastically, and Harry suddenly sank into the soft bed.

This made his dreams even sweeter and more realistic.

Jielan unconsciously stroked his wand, looking around, feeling uneasy.

In another world, the situation is quite different.

Summer vacation is like sand in your hand, flowing down slowly and continuously. Many things happened during this period, but it could not resist the ruthless passage of time. Everything became particularly small in this sweep.

Harry successfully completed the journey and rushed back from the United States. He exchanged contact information with the new partners he met. Hunter said that he would invite him again to spend time together.

Hunter got an answer that made him somewhat dissatisfied, but he managed to complete another task.

Harry returned to his home and shared his new discovery with Ron and Hermione. From them, he learned that Dumbledore and Professor Snape had visited him during his stay in the United States.

He then went to Malfoy's house to attend a party, during which there were some minor unpleasantness, but it was harmless. He finally completed the task, which made Harry feel relieved.

The rest of the time was spent peacefully. Hermione wanted to stay with her parents for a few days, so she returned to her home for most of the holiday. Before leaving, she advised Harry to find out what the incident was about and then live here. Otherwise, if this situation spread one day, she didn't know what would happen.

Harry obeyed the advice and returned to the Burrow again. This time the Weasley family welcomed him very much and Harry moved in with them, but Dudley was still nowhere to be seen.

"By the way, where's that guy?"

"Don't worry about him. He won't be lost anywhere anyway. He still has to return to Hogwarts when school starts."

Dudley simply appeared in the context of the two people, and the next time I saw him was on the second day of school.

Many things happened during the summer vacation, but there was still no result. Harry once asked Professor Snape what exactly appeared in the garden of the Burrow?

Snape ignored him.

Ask what the monster he took away is doing now?

Snape still didn't respond.

Harry still didn't give up and continued to ask about that space. For a long time, Harry even thought that his ability had disappeared.

It was not until one day later that Harry truly understood what kind of situation Snape was in and how annoying his behavior was, just like the harassing phone calls he had to answer every day.

The Weasley family's financial situation was even more urgent this year because they had moved and refused to accept Dumbledore's gift. Especially with three more children living in the house, the daily food expenses were huge, so Harry simply gave them subsidies secretly.

At the same time, at the Ministry of Magic, Lucius repeatedly showed goodwill to Arthur Weasley in order to express his sincerity to Dumbledore. However, due to his long-standing arrogance, he only secretly increased his salary a few times, which made the situation of the Weasley family slightly better.

Despite this, Ginny's wand was still missing, so she could only use the one passed down from her brother. Looking at the tattered wand with sparks flying everywhere in her hand, Ginny let out a long sigh. The move was really adding insult to injury.

But if she didn't move, she would think of the two people who died at home, and she still feels scared when she thinks about it now.

As time went by, the condition on Dumbledore's hands gradually improved, and completely disappeared until the day before school started. This also made him certain that this effect was positively correlated with magic power. The stronger the magic power, the longer the effect would last.

This discovery made Dumbledore very happy. He sat in his chair, then coughed vigorously twice. The knife and fork in his hand rubbed against the plate, making a harsh sound.

Professor McGonagall frowned. If she were in her Anigmas form now, she would definitely jump far away, or give the naughty old man Dumbledore a hard claw, grab his beard a few times, or poke a few holes in the body of her favorite wizard.

Snape was not pleased. "Look, our dear headmaster, this is——"

He was very meticulous, and his years of lurking career had made him extremely cautious and careful. Details almost determined his fate, which also allowed him to discover Dumbledore at the first moment, and he was already completely well.

He took back the second half of his sarcastic remark.

"When school starts, I can tell the next batch of little wizards how happy it is to have a pair of normal hands."

"They'll just think of you as a perverted old man."

Snape still couldn't suppress his desire to complain. He now urgently needed to prove that Dumbledore was still Dumbledore, always magnanimous, always knowledgeable and great, always not fussy about details, and keen on making all kinds of jokes.

Dumbledore was very cooperative.

"Which academy do you think will have more young wizards this year?"

Dumbledore looked at the outside of the hall, as if he wanted to look through the mountains and see the person whose whereabouts he was most concerned about.

It's the start of another Hogwarts term, and Platform 9 and 3/4 in London is still very busy. There are always people who can't find the entrance, people who are afraid to go in with their suitcases, and people who are always in chaos and making a lot of noise.

Harry and the other two learned their lesson and boarded the train early, arriving at the end of the carriage. However, the atmosphere between Ron and Hermione, who were following behind Harry, was extremely strange. They had hardly spoken a word to each other for several days.

Harry was like an old mother, worrying about when the two of them would reconcile, and at the same time taking care of their emotions and comforting them.

The three of them sat in the carriage, which was unusually empty and quiet at this moment, with only one or two private rooms occasionally housing one person.

Ron pulled a book out of his bag and slammed it on the wooden table. He looked at Hermione sitting opposite him and said to Harry with gritted teeth, "This guy is a fool! The spell he is most proficient in is Luminescence."

"You fart!"

Hermione's hair exploded, her brown hair looked like an angry lion. Ron glared back at her, not wanting to be outdone.