Harry Potter and the Rebirth

"I told him to go find Dumbledore."

Snape divided his attention into three parts. One part was hidden in his muscles, tirelessly and without restraint, releasing a large amount of invisible power, like a rapidly spinning blade, moving forward and cutting everything cleanly.

Another one was calling Harry. Now that they were at this place, could they contact Harry? What about the little wizard inside? He had many bad premonitions in his heart.

The other portion was very little, but I had to deal with the two guys who kept chattering behind me. In fact, I didn't want to say anything, but it was too annoying, and the stench around me was coming out.

Snape wanted to scream, but he held it back. He wanted to burn everything with a fierce fire, but he held it back.

"Tell them to go find Dumbledore."

"What? Who are you looking for?"

"Dumbledore!"

"Dum what?"

Snape couldn't bear it any longer. He turned around and slapped George and Fred's foreheads, which instantly became red and swollen.

The twin brothers grinned helplessly, but their hands did not stop moving. Snape was performing Transfiguration in front of them. He seemed to have special research on this substance. A dead end in the eyes of others seemed as smooth as a flat ground to him.

Fred knew that he admired Slytherin too much, which was against the motto of Gryffindor, but strength would eventually break all prejudices, including courage.

The twin brothers decided never to say bad things about Snape again. George quietly took out a shiny glass ball from his pocket and recorded the scene in front of him in 360 degrees without blind spots.

"Professor, are you here too?"

Harry, who was running in green armor, felt a little powerless at the moment, but he still answered with one breath. The tentacles wriggling in the corridor avoided him and put on their most respectful posture as if welcoming a king.

"Where are you now? What's the situation now? What do you need us to do?"

Snape asked three questions in a row, and each one hit the key points.

"Um--"

Harry had no way to answer, because he didn't know how to say it. It seemed that all of this was related to him. The emotions he had just withdrawn from made him very calm at the moment. The few extra people would not have much effect, but would instead disturb his mind.

Harry ended the call cleanly without saying anything and without arguing about anything.

The professors are now safe and sound in a room, so it would be better to let them go. Harry squatted down tentatively to touch the tentacles.

"You guys go capture the four intruders in the castle and bring them to that room, okay?"

The tentacle that was touched suddenly became thicker, and then it was covered with fish scales. It nodded as if it had consciousness, and rubbed Harry's hand, like a snake.

Harry touched it with his backhand and finally ran away.

The snake-like tentacles separated from the entire big whole. Not only did he transform into a red snake tongue, but the low-level and mindless ones around him, as if they had met a king, prostrated themselves on the ground humbly.

The tentacles felt it and instantly jumped up, penetrating the top ceiling and following him, like rain flowing back in the opposite direction, the tentacles in the entire corridor left one after another, and then a quarter of the tentacles in the castle gathered in one place.

Ron, who was still struggling in the armor, suddenly found that the force of the restraints became lighter, which gave him hope.

At a certain moment, the people below found that they could control themselves, but suddenly the control force became stronger, but any hesitation is a good thing.

Confined at the top, exhausted and sleeping, Arnold moved his nose and seemed to smell a very fragrant smell, exactly the same as the first time he smelled it when he was born.

Snape and his four companions were trapped in a place. They were relying on a spiral staircase floating in the air. There were enemies in all six directions: up, down, left, right, front, and back. At this time, the Weasley twins actually still had the mind to make a joke.

"You mean we will turn into black coal if we die?"

"You turned into coal, and I should turn into precious obsidian. I heard that only the royal family can own this..."

"cut--"

Lupin has now returned to his human form, but maintaining the transformation for a long time has consumed most of his magic power, and now he has reached the end of his rope.

The intrigues with werewolves, the entanglement with dark wizards outside, and the hardships of life had not made him despair, but now, Lupin let out a long sigh.

"What are you sighing for?"

Snape was in a very bad mood. Was Harry's interruption just now because he was in danger? They had just inspected the eighth floor and did not see any signs of life. Fortunately, they did not see any remains.

But this thing can devour life, including corpses, and then make them evolve. Snape always felt that something was wrong. It came too abruptly and there was no foreshadowing before it.

And there are more and more tentacles in front of him, and he even has some trypophobia.

Harry came to the hall. No, it should not be called a hall at this moment. It was completely a parasite's nest. In the middle of it was a bright red eye, so evil that it seemed like Satan from hell. Just one glance could send people straight to hell.

Harry simply cut off all his emotions. He was almost numb now. The glass wall in his brain seemed to shatter at the touch of a button, and the different colors slowly extended from the inside to the outside like the branches of a tree.

Hagrid was very happy. He wanted to speed up, but was trapped. It was a familiar girl, Harry.

After coming to this haunted place, her figure never appeared again. It turned out that she was in Harry's mind.

"Are you with me?" Hagrid asked.

In fact, he could clearly see what was happening outside. Causing countless casualties or even extinction in Hogwarts was definitely thousands of times better than his original goal.

As long as they are all dead, the master will be back soon. But if Harry put his hand in alone, there will be no movement for the man in front of him. It is he who drives the development of the whole story.

Hagrid saw with absolute certainty that when the light engulfed the two figures, the girl's smile was chilling. It was indeed the most vicious heart of a woman. However, if it was a companion, this would be a good choice.

"Who is with you?"

Harry appeared in front of the glass wall and hit the broken wall a few more times. Hagrid's eyes lit up. No matter whether they were in the same group or not, their goal was the same now, which was to destroy this place.

"You want freedom? But even if you break it into pieces, you can't get out."

Hagrid said nothing, knowing nothing, yet he actually followed him blindly. For a moment, he didn't know whether he was a fool or not.

"When did you become like this? Where did the old Hagrid go?"

This can be answered. When Harry imprisoned him here with that ignoring attitude, Hagrid actually already had the answer. Now he just made everything clear.

He touched his chin, and his thoughts went back to the year when Harry first came to Hogwarts. A bonfire was burning in the warm fireplace, and the appearance of a figure completely changed his fate.

"Actually I am Hagrid, just another Hagrid."

He was finally willing to reveal the deepest secret in his heart to this person. When Harry swung his fist and broke the glass wall, he and Harry had already parted ways.

"Oh? What do you mean?" Harry increased the strength in her hands.

Harry, who was walking outside, suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. He touched his chest and smiled helplessly.

"This world is going to be destroyed eventually, so it's not too much for me to find a way to survive, right?"

In fact, it was another group of people who brought Hagrid's father and mother to him, as well as his younger brother whom he had never met.

"You didn't tell Dumbledore?"

"Tell him? He's nothing. If the master hadn't told me, I would still be kept in the dark. He clearly knew about that incident. It was that damn Voldemort who did it, but I made that dirty deal with him. I have to thank him for providing me with a stable job in the past few years!"

As if hitting a sore spot, Hagrid punched the glass wall again and again. The sturdy wall finally creaked under the weight, and Harry outside simply fell to his knees.

"Oh?" Harry was a little surprised. This version was not similar to her previous life at all.

"Don't think that old man is a good person." Hagrid did not show any respect for Dumbledore in his words. Instead, he admired the man he had never met.

"How do you know? Can someone just say something to make you feel comfortable betraying Dumbledore, who has helped you countless times?"

Harry felt a little ashamed. It was like this: a good person did one wrong thing and was cursed by countless people, while a bad person did one good thing in his life and was said to be a prodigal son who turned over a new leaf. Bah, it was ridiculous.

Hagrid knelt down, no longer as rough and reckless as before, and turned his huge head around, staring into Harry's emerald eyes with his deep brown eyes.

"Don't think that everyone is a fool. They are just choosing a way that is beneficial to their own survival. Of course, if it is in line with their own moral principles, then it is naturally the best."

"You should have the same set of memories as Harry, right?"

Harry said nothing.

"You should also know that Harry's father and the other four were at odds with Snape at school, right?"

Halili nodded. This was a recognized fact and there was nothing to say.

"Then you also know that Dumbledore was the headmaster of that school."

There seemed to be a whirlpool hidden in Hagrid's eyes that reached the depths of the earth. Harry could not help but take a step back.

"Deliberately provoke a war between Gryffindor and Slytherin to weaken Hufflepuff, deliberately lead Ravenclaw to become a bookworm, deliberately relax the training of young wizards, and regard happy education as a sacred order."

Such a reckless person, saying such amazing words, was like Zhang Fei embroidering or Lin Daiyu pulling out weeping willows. The contrast made Harry feel scared.

"When Voldemort was wreaking havoc, they were still promoting this bullshit happy education. The better the better. Half-blood and even Muggle little wizards fell into this sweet trap without knowing anything."

"And those pure-bloods were whipped up. Don't forget that Dumbledore's sister was driven crazy by those Muggles. He and Grindelwald were ambitious and wanted wizards to rule over Muggles."

Harry was speechless.

"In the end, he became the protector of the Muggles. Even the Weasley family was fooled by him and had to work hard behind him, but in the end they lived in poverty."

Harley was silent. She was not influenced by the person in front of her. All people are complex and multifaceted. When a person is holy and flawless without any shortcomings, that is the biggest shortcoming.

In this way, it means controlling people's hearts, and then making up another story based on facts, reversing right and wrong, making relatives turn against each other, and friends become enemies. He is indeed a master at calculating people's hearts.

But Harry was very happy. The long time of preparation and painstaking efforts to sow discord showed that the force was not strong enough to sweep the earth.

"I don't know who will take over my job. I really have to thank Harry."

"What do you mean?" Harry asked warily.

"The fireplace is poisonous—"

Hagrid laughed out loud. Having lived to this point, he had a rough understanding of what was right and wrong. He knew that he had already embarked on this path and there was no turning back. A crystal teardrop slid across his rough skin and fell into his hairy beard.

He turned and left, staggered to sit on the ground in the middle, then lay down in a big letter shape, looking at the mysterious sky above.

Harry outside was carefully looking at this thing that looked like a nerve center, with a bright red heart, evil eyes, and terrible tentacles extending from it.

But these things did not hurt him. These black tentacles condensed into a sturdy chair and placed it in front of Harry.

"Child, please sit down."

The door outside was open, and the creatures inside were harmless. It seemed that Harry could leave and come as he pleased, just like visiting a neighbor's house.

Harry thought about it, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, sat down on the sturdy stool, leaned against the back of the chair, and the green armor on his body suddenly disappeared. The chair turned green and moved to the front of the huge eye like an elevator.

Although Harry doesn't have gigantic fear, he is still a little scared. Who is this creature and what is its purpose in organizing this?

"Thank you for trusting me, kid. Don't be afraid."

There were many more eyes around, densely packed all over the ceiling. Harry suddenly remembered the house where he first warned Umbridge. Aren't the eyes of those cats the same as now?