Harry Potter and the Rebirth

Harry walked in the corridor with heavy footsteps, tap, tap, tap. The dagger in his hand turned into armor on his body, covering his entire face from his ankles upwards.

Through the rusty armor, Harry could see the tentacles wriggling in front of him, now prostrating themselves on the ground respectfully. The divine horse now had a physical body, kneeling in front of Harry, the saddle tied on its back shining brightly.

Harry touched the horse's mane, took the reins, and jumped up. The space around him began to expand and gradually turned into black soil, while the majestic Colosseum appeared in the distant edge, with blood rising into the sky above, foreshadowing death.

A heavy sword fell into Harry's hand. An eye appeared in the dim sky. Harry keenly noticed that there was a small tail at the end of the eye.

"You should choose."

The powerful voice covered the vast space inch by inch. The wizards who were still fighting seemed to be thinking about what this meant.

Ron, hanging in the air at the top, watched the entire sky begin to become brighter, and then dust filled the sky. The vast land around him turned into black soil, and a knight in green armor and riding a white horse came from the east.

Closer and closer, closer and closer——

They seemed to be two camps that were incompatible with each other. Now someone has pointed it out in advance. When the two people look back at the past one day in the future, they suddenly wake up and realize that fate has already given them guidance.

To save it, just like the dragon said, it must pierce its own heart. Harry actually thinks this method is very reliable. He doesn't know who awakened this sleeping giant. It doesn't want to get lost in that gray world anymore, so it uses its last ability, turns its body into tentacles, and drives them into a confined space.

It reached an agreement with the person outside who released a large amount of mysterious substances, controlling their bodies and fighting each other to fulfill its determination.

As for those professors, they had signed an agreement with the headmaster of Hogwarts, so it was difficult for the old dragon to move.

Harry now has some authority, and he only has three choices. The first is that his own blood and qi are abnormal, so he can replace the wizards in the Colosseum. The second is to use his only authority to upgrade all the young wizards to professors. The third is to send the dragon back to hibernation.

First, he needs to sacrifice himself. Second, it is a good option, but he doesn't know when these trials can be ended. Third, the dragon is too powerful, and Harry himself is powerless. What's more, it has trapped all the professors in one place, which shows its strength.

Weighing the pros and cons, Harry always felt that the dragon was the key. Either to rescue him completely or to suppress him completely, he would always need some capable helpers.

At this moment, Dobby's voice sounded deep in Harry's heart.

"Master, Master, Dobby is here to see you."

"More than!"

Harry was surprised and delighted. He looked at the Colosseum from afar and realized that it would be reached in about two days, and at the speed of the white horse it would take about a quarter of an hour.

The softer iron sheet of his hand touched the hard steel on his waist. In Harry's pocket was the envelope that Zhou Fu had given him.

"Dobby, take me to Dumbledore!"

Dobby was still wandering in the dark corridor, and the tentacles around him ignored him, as if they were already used to it.

Harry's soul floated out, while the heavy body continued to move as planned.

Harry quickly came up behind Dobby.

Dobby only felt a weight behind him, and a cold object leaned against his side, "Master!"

"Shh, keep your voice down."

After learning the situation from Dobby, Harry found a way. The pink mist outside was easy to deal with, but he had to let Dumbledore in and work with him to find the dragon's location, and then seal it together. Perhaps Zhou Fu could help.

This little girl with extremely powerful fighting power appeared in his mind.

But now, the third way opened by Harry must not be discovered by the old dragon, so correspondingly, in the professor's space, Umbridge, who was resting against the wall, suddenly fainted on the ground with a ruddy face, as if she had fallen asleep.

Snape walked over, and Bai You followed closely behind him. The only few people who could move took a look and then remained silent. The Weasley twins who came in alive and kicking were now trapped in a corner like Elliot, except that their treatment was slightly better. There was no crack at all, like a black silkworm cocoon.

Now all they can do is wait. Bai You sighed as he looked at the progress bar, while Snape was keenly aware of the movements in this space, which could not be maintained for long. Professor McGonagall rubbed her sore wrists and ankles, holding her wand tightly in her hand, ready for battle. When this space is lifted, what will they face?

The eye in the dim sky reappeared. He looked at Harry curiously, who seemed to be still struggling, and muttered to himself, "What was that noise just now? Why do I suddenly feel like the kid down there is dead?"

Without getting an answer, the old dragon continued to hide in the sky and watch the show. He seemed to remember something fun and removed the armor of Ron at the top, and the armor of some survivors below also disappeared.

They were ecstatic. Lao Long licked his non-existent back teeth with his tongue, touched his cheeks, and a smooth mirror appeared out of thin air. He looked at his own appearance in it.

If Heaven had not given birth to an elder dragon like me, the world would have been as dark as night forever. With a slight slide of his claws, the corpses piled on the ground vanished into thin air, turning into streams of crystal clear liquid that flew up to the sky. He looked left and right, but did not see the arrogant little girl. He could only stare at the pile of liquid with envy. Forget it, let's wait until that kid dies before doing anything else. I can't do it myself.

Meanwhile, the parents who were fighting outside were feeling the pain. Some sentimental ones were in tears. Their hearts ached, and the blood connection between them made them extremely frightened at the moment.

However, the situation on the scene was obviously improving. The shell was gradually broken, but the solid shell instantly liquefied and vaporized. After turning into gas, it became even more dangerous.

Several elite Aurors had their minds controlled, raising their wands and pointing them at their comrades fighting side by side. Dumbledore frowned, this was why he did not go in alone, this place was like a whirlpool, growing bigger and bigger, many unrelated people were sucked in, and the center of the whirlpool was incomparably tenacious and solid, and it had great ambitions.

He tied up the Aurors who had lost control and threw them to one side. Some people around looked at him with fear. He was indeed worthy of being the greatest White Devil in modern times.

Fawkes at the top let out a long cry, flew to the highest sky, and then turned into a huge and shining meteor, smashing heavily on the shell, and then disappeared, leaving only some ashes. It used the method of mutual destruction to open a passage for its master, and the basilisk now steadily caught the ashes and rushed to Dumbledore's side.

It and Fox have been snuggling together since they met, never apart for a moment.

Dumbledore collected the ashes with regret. There were more and more seriously injured people around him, and those who had lost their minds were becoming more and more out of control. They had formed a sharp blade that was beyond Dumbledore's control, and there was no telling when it would hit the spiritual hearts of many wizards.

Dumbledore used a quarter of his magical power to blow away all the pink mist and drove them into the Forbidden Forest. Although he felt sad, he could do nothing about it.

Afterwards, those who were controlled showed a slight improvement and sat on the ground in a daze.

The big hole at the top is an omen. As long as the blood bar of a powerful monster appears, there is a possibility that it will be killed. A thousand-mile dike is destroyed by an ant hole. Once this extremely sharp object breaks a small hole, collapse is inevitable.

When Dobby appeared in the pink field with Harry's soul, they found a ray of light at the top. The clouds dispersed when the sun rose, and the caves became bright when the clouds returned. The horn of victory was sounded, and the darkest night had been pierced by a ray of light at dawn.

Dumbledore fell from the sky, Dobby burst into tears of excitement, and Harry rushed towards Dumbledore. He did not have time to let the abundant emotions take over his body. The faster the better, as it was too late. There were only 500 meters left to the gate of the Colosseum, and the long wait had made the old dragon impatient. He began to regret his so-called game. Wouldn't it be better to just eat it all in one breath?

Under the expectant gazes of the crowd, Dumbledore only left a sentence to break the cover, and then disappeared from the spot, leaving a group of people looking at each other in bewilderment. The newcomers took a look at the Hogwarts floating in the air, feeling pain, regret, and sadness. The worry of the unknown life and death of their loved ones was like a sharp round thorn, tearing through their inner rationality.

kill!

They directed all their anger at that fool who was not aware of his own life or death. If there was only one person, he would flee immediately. If there was a group of people, they would do what they could and watch from the sidelines. If there were many people who were actually involved with them, they would develop their anger and make the one who was high above them bleed three feet away.

Harry -

"Ok!"

Dumbledore never knew that Harry had such means, which exceeded the maximum threshold of his estimation of Harry's strength, especially since there were some familiar things on him.

No wonder it hasn't been working well recently. Dumbledore kept these doubts and other emotions deep in his heart.

Now they had arrived at the Room of Requirement. After Harry hurriedly explained everything to Dumbledore, he immediately flew back to the horse. They had already reached the gate, and now he had to go in, but what happened after he entered was no longer under his control.

Harry was extremely anxious, but Dumbledore was not in a hurry. He even had the mind to look at the space cleared by the old dragon. He walked to the edge of this space. The familiar format and familiar wooden blocks were exactly the same as Harry's home.

Boom!Boom!Boom!

Dumbledore came to the second floor, and next to an extremely ordinary wall, he drove away the tentacles that were eyeing him hungrily, and then put his ear against it.

"The Divine Edge is Shadowless!"

Snape and Dumbledore shouted at the same time, and the whole space was in turmoil. Snape looked at the small mirror in his hand, which he got from Minerva.

The tacit cooperation became the final blow of this space. "Get out of here quickly." The professors broke free from their restraints and ran towards the Colosseum following Dumbledore's instructions. Dumbledore left behind Snape, McGonagall, and Dudley who was watching the show on the side.

"I'll leave these three little guys to you."

Dumbledore took a closer look at Elliot, whose pants were soaked, and the Weasley twins who looked nervous. They didn't seem to think that this was a devastating turmoil and disaster. Their mouths were grinning from ear to ear, and they took things out of their pockets one after another.

"wake up!"

Dumbledore hit the two guys hard, and they woke up instantly. Fred's eyes were full of red, and George's tears flowed down in an instant, "We want to go too!"

Dumbledore was silent for a moment, but still allowed it. Looking at the people running, Minerva McGonagall was fidgeting at this moment, "We should hurry and save the children."

Dudley remained silent, looking down at the lazy creatures below, seemingly having lost the interest in catching prey.

Maybe they don't have such a need themselves, but are just being instructed by others.

"Let's go, the three of us are going to another place."

Dudley breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at the elf Dobby, who was only as tall as his waist, and said, "Be good, take me outside."

"No, four of us."

Dobby's eyes lit up. He was hesitant about whether to follow him just now, but now he suddenly became energetic.

"Dobby, go over there and help Harry."

"Dudley, come with us."

That's right, Master!

"Albus, he's just a child."

Although Dudley's strength was unknown and he might be from the enemy side, seeing that they were going to die in this situation, letting a kid who was not even as tall as them go -

"No, Minerva, let's go."

When Dudley heard this, he completely lost the idea of ​​resisting. He felt that he was really a beast of burden. He would never lose his identity as a worker no matter where he went. Every time, he would be coerced or bribed without even asking for his opinion.

The four men hid their figures and tiptoed towards the place Harry mentioned. There was a different world inside the familiar gate. The four funnels turned into pillars of four different colors. Dumbledore saw much more clearly than Harry. After all, he was the well-deserved headmaster of Hogwarts who had worked in this school for many years.

"Do not disturb the sleeping dragon——"

Even if she didn't understand anything, when she saw what was inside the door, McGonagall had her own guesses and ideas. Snape still had a stern face, and Dudley looked calm, without any surprise.

Dumbledore glanced around and saw the reactions of several people.

Before he pushed open the door, he looked towards the dark and deep corridor on the left. At the end, there were countless tentacles dancing, with bared fangs and claws, showing their demonic nature.

Harry, I wish you peace.