Harry Potter and the Rebirth

The corridor was now crowded with people, and from time to time a passing little wizard would turn his head to look at him and whisper.

Harry knew this was not a place to talk, and seeing Quirrell's gesture to him, Harry followed Professor Quirrell. When he got closer, he smelled a fresh scent of grass and wood mixed with the smell of earth.

Harry looked down. Professor Quirrell seemed a little hurried and at a loss. The area around his black leather boots was covered with brown mud, and as he walked, some dried mud fell off. There were one or two green grass clippings attached to the back of his purple wizard robe. Where had he been? Was he going to the Quiet Wood to collect magical animals or to pick herbs? Why didn't he use a spell to keep himself clean?

The two men entered the office, and Quirrell's expression immediately changed from calm and serious to a flattering one.

"Master," after Harry sat on the chair, Quirrell bowed slightly and introduced the results of his searches over the past few days.

"I searched in the forests of Albania for a long time, and saw many inferior creatures such as vampires and werewolves." He raised his head cautiously, wanting to see the expression on Harry's face.

Harry's expression remained unchanged. He had also asked Bai You what kind of state Quirrell was in. It seemed that Voldemort was not attached to him. He seemed to be the same as before, except that his abilities were stronger and his magic power was richer. He also called himself master and was quite respectful to him.

Bai You explained to him that since Quirrell had been absorbed by the system, he had signed a contract at the soul level to obey Harry himself and be loyal to him.

What about Voldemort? Harry had a bold idea to take Voldemort as his servant. Bai You broke his wishful thinking. Although the dark devil had made six or seven Horcruxes and his soul level was not as good as before, Harry was still unable to deal with it. Forcing Harry to sign a contract would only backfire. The purpose of the system is to enhance the master's strength, not to plant a time bomb.

As for Quirrell, although he was strong, he became weak after being parasitized by Voldemort, and Harry, after two lifetimes, was able to subdue such a person.

Harry saw that Bai You did not explain why Quirrell was so afraid, and he really needed people under him to build his own power. Although being so afraid and enslaving others was not what he wanted, this fear was in his interest.

System Mission 17 is a long-term mission that will last for ten years. It is to break the Wizarding Secrecy Statute and protect the wizarding world from the technological development of Muggles.

In the early days of the time travel, Harry actually already had such an idea.

In the last dozen years of his life, Muggle technology developed rapidly, and he witnessed with his own eyes the secret experiments of nuclear bombs in several countries, the production of advanced machine tanks, the launch of spacecraft into the universe, and Muggles flying to the moon, something that even the greatest wizards in the world could not do.

In ancient times, Muggles once looked up at the moon and wondered what the end of the sky was. At this time, wizards can Apparate around the world and use time converters to go back to the past.

Muggles now have the ability to detect what is outside the earth, and have the ability to launch what they call satellites to send Muggles to the moon. But wizards can't do that. There are fewer and fewer people who can Apparate. Powerful magic is restricted for some reasons. After hundreds of years, magic has not made any progress. Instead, due to the so-called education in schools, it has become only used by wizards.

Sooner or later, witches will be discovered, their powers will be suppressed, and the witch hunts carried out by Christians in the 14th and 15th centuries will be repeated, or even worse.

The global popularity of the Internet, ubiquitous surveillance cameras, video calls that can connect to both ends of the world in seconds, and a social platform shared by billions of people around the world have made it almost impossible for the wizarding world to hide.

In contrast, the wizarding world is self-contained and the pure-bloods exclude dissidents. As a wizard, when he was young and ignorant, he was just a pawn of powerful wizards to eliminate the dark devil, and he did not make full use of his advantages to change the world.

In the last dozen years of his growth, although the Dark Lord had been eliminated and he was highly respected by people, the crisis in the wizarding world had not disappeared. The views of most Muggles still remained in the ignorant and foolish image of the last century, and their prejudices were like a mountain.

Now he was reborn, and wanted to change the world as much as possible while the wizarding world was still powerful. Dumbledore couldn't die, and Grindelwald couldn't die either. And, Harry thought about it carefully, if possible, he wanted to control Voldemort.

Bai You in his mind saw Harry being so ambitious, and he curled his lips. Then he took down a device placed on the glass wall. Harry immediately wilted. What was wrong with me just now? I have never had any ambitions. Why did I suddenly want to step on Dumbledore and beat Voldemort?

Harry looked at the person in his mind, who was twiddling his fingers guiltily, "Did you do this?" Harry was extremely angry.

Bai You turned around and was looking at him with a gloating look, "Look outside."

Harry suddenly felt cold. It seemed that Quirrell had been standing in front of him for a long time. Quirrell opened his mouth to say something, but found that his master was silent. This made him sweat profusely, thinking that he had done something wrong.

The silence lasted too long and Quirrell became a little impatient.

"Go on." Harry said. He wiped the non-existent sweat from his head, but he felt even more annoyed in his heart. He had his thoughts controlled by others and his inner activities monitored by others. This Bai You must not be kept.

Combined with what Bai You told him a few days ago, Harry suspected that all this was his conspiracy. He felt that he was being controlled. Harry let his feelings develop in all directions and did not think carefully in his mind.

"We have to find a way to avoid surveillance."

"I went to that forest and found that there were many more snakes in this forest than in previous years." Quirrell disguised himself as a Muggle and asked local residents as a tourist. Many people told him that many people were bitten by poisonous snakes when they went to the forest to collect herbs. In severe cases, many people even died after walking a few steps.

There were also some people in strange clothing who walked in. Quirrell said that they must be wizards, and their clothing was the best proof.

"This also confirms the information you gave me." Quirrell answered carefully, "In the meantime, I used the Imperius Curse to control several Muggles and installed something called a monitor on them, which Muggles use, so that they could go further into the forest."

"Several Muggles died, but they found some interesting clues while walking." Quirrell didn't seem to care at all about these lives that were the same kind as him. In his eyes, Muggles were no more than disposable tools.

Harry was quite angry, and he was angry at the wizards' indifference to Muggles. He slammed the table hard, and Quirrell was startled and immediately fell to the ground, his body trembling slightly.

"Don't use this kind of method in the future." Harry didn't say much, he just wanted to warn people about this kind of behavior in his own way. Concepts that have been established for a long time cannot be changed by fear, but they can be restricted by fear.

Quirrell understood what Harry meant, but he was also secretly wondering, did the master have other plans? Why was he so indecisive? They were here to invade, so of course the less power in this world the better.

Although it cannot be said explicitly in this world, could it be that Quirrell thought of the current headmaster Dumbledore, a wizard who was close to Muggles? If Dumbledore found out that he treated Muggles like this, he might be sent to Azkaban. Thinking of this, Qi Luo was very grateful to his master.

As expected of the master, he is so considerate and thoughtful.