Harry Potter and the Rebirth

Move the clock three spaces in the opposite direction.

Gryffindor was very curious about how Harry knew that Hogwarts was built based on his spiritual realm.

Harry did not hide anything, but told it directly to the person he once trusted the most.

“That space will be assigned some tasks.”

Gryffindor nodded. He also knew this, but what was the connection between the two?

"When I finally confirmed this, it was Hagrid who came into my mind, but my mental strength and body functions did not increase."

Harry thought back to the panel, which had not moved at all.

"No," Gryffindor was very surprised. In the beginning of their communication, they didn't talk about this. They just said that when the task cannot be completed...

"Have you been on guard against me since then?!"

"maybe."

"What else?" Gryffindor noticed that he had used the word "finally" in his previous words, but he thought that there were no major mistakes in his previous words.

He is like a perfect criminal with high IQ, and is very curious about how others deduce the truth from clues.

Gryffindor relaxed and leaned back in his chair. The kitten jumped onto his lap and he stroked it gently. The kitten purred in comfort and the atmosphere seemed to become more relaxed.

At this time, in the center of the Black Lake, the water gradually deepened and began to ripple outward with this as the center. Even the heavy rain could not cover the ripples that quickly moved outward. A white light flashed, and soon mysterious words were outlined. This change was silent and Gryffindor did not notice it.

In other words, the clones he sent out had just had their energy absorbed and were too weak, so they were reduced to ashes before they could transmit any information. The rapid disappearance of the clones made Gryffindor aware of something, but due to the great distance and too many clones, they were unable to be sure.

"Of course there is," Harry suddenly raised his voice, his emotions seemed to become very excited, and at the same time drew Gryffindor's attention back.

"The improvement of physical fitness and ability is not a sudden increase, but a gradual increase as the space absorbs external energy. Those so-called tasks are just tools to deceive people."

Harry told the truth and Gryffindor was speechless. So that's how it is.

"Your panel didn't move the whole time, did it?"

"Ah."

Harry nodded. How could anyone trust someone who appeared out of nowhere? Even if the disguise was good, every time he returned to that space and saw the panel that had not moved at all, the trust he had just had was like being poured with a bucket of cold water from the sky.

"Hahaha--"

He laughed loudly.

Gryffindor never expected that after living for more than a thousand years, he would be defeated by a young boy who was not even fifty years old.

Fortunately, he had arranged a retreat in advance. The space was too deeply connected to Harry. If he took it away forcibly, it would destroy the owner's plan. He abandoned this space that he had managed for a thousand years, escaped from the Black Lake to the outside world, lurked on the octopus, and secretly observed Harry Potter.

Almost all the questions have been explained.

"So you used me and Ravenclaw to deal with Voldemort first, then attacked Baiyou, then used me to deal with Ravenclaw, and finally kicked me out, right?"

Harry said nothing. It was not because he was thoughtful or had many things to say, but because he was sincere, yet cautious and reserved, with something hidden.

"I didn't scheme against you. All of this was not my intention, but it developed in a direction that was beneficial to me, just like someone was pushing me forward."

Although their positions were hostile, Harry did feel relieved at that time because of the appearance of Gryffindor. He was no longer under surveillance and had a place to relax, have fun and have fun.

Harry did not think that those classes were a waste of his experience. The knowledge he learned was valuable wealth. He did not want the principles that only belonged to wizards. What he wanted was to look at the world from the perspectives of both wizards and Muggles.

The humble, the inferior, the poor; the wise, the rich, the brave, the cowardly, the dedicated, the profit-seeking, all kinds of people make up a complete society. Looking at the problem one-sidedly is bound to be biased. From the beginning to the end, he never thought that Gryffindor intended to harm him, it was just that they belonged to different camps.

For the first time, Harry laid out everything in his mind in front of Gryffindor. He respected this elder very much and had done him a favor. Although he wanted to harm him later, how could he express hatred before repaying the favor?

Gryffindor was silent. He knew that the reason Harry felt something was wrong was because of his master. He looked at this man with a complicated expression. Although he had the appearance of a child of eleven or twelve years old, his soul was like that of a wise man who had experienced many things and was broad-minded and tolerant.

"Does Dumbledore know about you?" Gryffindor suddenly asked curiously.

Harry smiled but said nothing.

"Are you leaving?"

Harry knew that he could not trap Gryffindor, but he still did not give up and wanted to keep this former elder. He had always been a sincere and open-minded person. He really thought that the ancestor of Gryffindor House was like this, and he felt sincerely proud of him.

Gryffindor knew that he couldn't hide the truth from Harry. Even though they had only been together for a little over a year, they already knew each other's minds.

He nodded silently.

"So where are you going to go?"

Gryffindor took a look at the Black Lake and found that he could no longer feel the passage to the outside world. He laughed and scolded Harry, "You little bastard, you always cause trouble for me."

Harry spread his hands mischievously. He still had to try harder. After all, he was not very reassured about letting Gryffindor go.

"You and Dumbledore?"

There is no need to point it out clearly, just listing the names will make the cause and effect clear.

Harry didn't deny it, which meant he admitted it.

"But I have another way to go."

A cunning rabbit has three burrows. Every plan must have a retreat plan. The more retreat plans there are, the more safeguards there are.

"How do you leave?"

"Do you dare to come with me?" Gryffindor did not explain his retreat route, but turned to Harry and asked with a hint of provocation between his brows.

"Dare, why not?"

Harry was like a young man in his twenties, a foolish boy who would get angry and lose his mind at the slightest provocation.

In the deserted corridor, the surrounding environment suddenly darkened, and endless black mist emerged from Gryffindor's body, wrapping the two people in the middle. Suddenly, it was dark and Harry could not see the surrounding environment clearly. In an instant, a thin film instantly covered his whole body.