Harry Potter and the Rebirth

A shadow quietly clung to Dumbledore's ear.

"I think it's that bad woman Umbridge who's trying to get close to Harry. How could Harry -"

"Don't worry, I believe it wasn't Harry who did it." Dumbledore comforted the nervous Tom.

"You can take those Death Eaters back first. They already have comprehensive information today. Follow up, execute according to the plan."

In the distant Forbidden Forest, Tom Riddle led the remaining Death Eaters and caught up with the hastily migrating centaurs.

"Master," Bellatrix asked respectfully, "what are we going to do next -"

The woods were dark and birds were chirping. Tom Riddle looked through the bushes that were only a man's height away at Firenze who was at the end of the team.

"Kill them." Bella was slightly startled, a crazy smile instantly appeared on her face, and she rushed straight to the front of the team.

Tom turned his back and was completely enveloped by the shadow of the woods. After a few miserable screams, the centaurs who were rushing forward were caught off guard by the ambushes and most of them were killed or wounded. Some of them chose to fight back with spears, while more people fled frantically.

The centaur elder urgently asked Dumbledore for help. He took out a small round mirror from his arms. His bright blue eyes flashed, and behind it was a beautiful portrait.

Aberforth had returned to his shabby tavern at this moment. The guests who came from all directions disappeared completely at this moment. They all spread the news outside. Ariana showed her sweet smile and looked at her brother gently. A bright red ponytail hung down from her left shoulder, showing her gentleness.

"Brother, what were the people inside talking about just now?"

Aberforth placed the small round mirror heavily on the wooden table and snorted, "That arrogant and annoying guy is here to dictate other people's lives again."

Then he disappeared from the spot and teleported to the edge of the forbidden forest, followed by several good players, all of whom were his amiable and respectable neighbors.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Tom called on the Death Eaters to evacuate from here.

Bella felt a little regretful. There were still many centaurs alive in the distance. The breath of one of them was particularly unpleasant. She licked the corner of her mouth and tilted her head, revealing her impulse and desire for prey. Her loose and messy curly hair added a few wild temperament.

"Shh-"

Tom put his index finger to his mouth, and Bella quickly lowered her head, "I'm sorry, Master."

She lowered her head, but her cheeks were flushed with excitement. It was so exciting!

Bella thought so morbidly.

As soon as the group of people disappeared from the spot, the faint pink mist around them swarmed over and devoured the remaining corpses. When Aberforth and his group arrived, he witnessed this scene with his own eyes.

hiss--

Everyone present gasped, feeling a dense mass of fear and despair.

Elsewhere, at the edge of the Forbidden Forest, the accusations about Harry's use of the Soul Curse on Umbridge continued.

The development of the matter has now reached a stalemate. Dumbledore can judge from the abnormality in the contract that Dudley has a partner of the opposite sex, and he can feel that the behavior that seems to be Lupin is actually Dudley's secret accusation.

After drinking the revelation potion, he saw Umbridge's figure on the floor. Barty Crouch came up with a very reasonable explanation in his mind. Umbridge just told them that Harry used the Imperius Curse to control herself. Could this be Harry's revenge?

He slowly looked at Harry who was in a daze. He was clearly the center of the storm, but at this moment, it seemed as if it had nothing to do with him, with a childish face.

Probably not?

Dumbledore also thought of this. It is possible that Dudley used the Imperius Curse to control Umbridge and then threw it on Harry's head, but there is no way to prove this. Even if Umbridge said it herself, others would think it was Harry who did it.

Dudley's action just cleared Harry of suspicion. Dumbledore could vaguely feel the traces of the Imperius Curse, and Dudley just happened to bump into the muzzle of the gun.

"It's actually very simple, yes, Harry just needs to use Veritaserum."

Snape spoke slowly from the side, staring at Harry with ill intent, but there was an imperceptible worry in his eyes.

"No, no, no."

The first person to object was Barty Crouch. He was always serious, upright and impartial. It was obvious that all the truth would be revealed if the truth serum was used, but he still refused.

"The law states that truth serum cannot be used on underage wizards without reason."

There was another sentence he didn't say. Barty Crouch looked at Snape, who had once been accused of being a Death Eater. He was spared from torture in Azkaban prison because of Dumbledore's guarantee. But now Snape was making things difficult for such a young wizard. Could it be a personal vendetta?

That’s right, what spells can Harry Potter learn at this age?

Barty Crouch looked at the pink toad lying below.

"My child, do you have anything to say in your defense?"

Barty Crouch asked worriedly, noticing that Harry hadn't said a word since he entered the cabin.

Harry looked confused. "Sir, I don't quite understand. Is this Soul-Devouring Curse the one of the three unforgivable curses?"

"It's the Imperius Curse, child."

McGonagall, who was observing from the side, interrupted. Looking at Harry's confused expression, Professor Meowmew finally couldn't hold back any longer and protected him behind her.

"Mr. Crouch, I'm sure you've seen that Harry, at his age, can't even control the Summoning Charm, yet he's been accused of using an Unforgivable Curse on an adult wizard!"

She deliberately emphasized the words "adult wizard", which made Crouch's cheeks flush. His tall and big body felt very embarrassed and looked a little hunched.

He coughed awkwardly a few times, "Kid, you have a wide range of knowledge. I'm a little hungry. How about you introduce me to some delicious food worth tasting in Hogwarts?"

"Sir, which college are you from?"

"Slytherin."

Crouch was silent, turned and left. When Crouch met Fudge, he didn't even say hello. He walked out of Hogwarts, Apparated, and disappeared from the spot in a flash.

Fudge came in, and Dumbledore drove Dudley out. Before leaving, he gave him a meaningful look and then closed the entire cabin.

Harry sat on the soft sofa, and Umbridge, who was lying down, was also cast with an ear-blocking charm.

Her nervous trembling eyelashes betrayed the fact that she was awake, and Professor Meowmew turned around to comfort Harry.

The short and fat Fudge instantly turned into the tall, handsome and majestic Kingsley Shacklebolt, a legendary Auror who graduated from Hogwarts and was indeed a man of the moment. Of course, when Harry was receiving special training from Moody, he had seen Kingsley in a hurry several times.

"Hi Harry, long time no see."

Harry blinked and realized that the Fudge who was present today had actually been secretly replaced by someone.

"How's the real one?"

Kingsley half-knelt down and patted Harry on the shoulder, "He's where he should be."

As if he wanted to discuss something with Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall took Harry out of the hut, while at the same time holding Umbridge, who had woken up but refused to open her eyes, with one hand. Professor Meowmew used the levitation spell very easily.

The big bat followed Professor Meowth closely. He looked at Harry and seemed to be hesitant to speak. The talking time for today was over, but he was afraid that Harry might misunderstand his intentions.

"Thank you, Professor."

Harry turned around and thanked Snape sincerely.

Snape was a little surprised, but anyone could see his good mood. The goodwill he showed was rewarded, which was the best reward. Especially when Harry was found again, his bottom line was lowered again and again.

Even without Harry's appearance this time, Snape could see Lily's shadow in Harry. Looking at that brilliant answer just now, he didn't believe that Harry didn't know how to pronounce the Imperius Curse correctly. He used a little effort to achieve a great result and cleverly explained his age from the side.

Some people were forced to flee in a hurry. As for the pink toad, Snape dusted off the non-existent dust on his clothes. Even if it was Harry, so what?

He strode away. Professor McGonagall looked at Snape's receding back with a smile on her face. She felt particularly cherished seeing Hogwarts returning to normal.

She patted Harry on the shoulder, "Do your best in this Quidditch match! Try to make Gryffindor win consecutively."

After the professor finished speaking, he sent Harry to the infirmary. After handing him over to Madam Pomfrey, he returned to the Great Hall in a good mood. There were many guests from afar here. Dumbledore had already sat in the main seat and was greeting everyone.

Hogwarts was still very lively at this time, but even the youngest students had a hint of adult calmness on their faces. After the global forces were reorganized, Hogwarts would be the place closest to the center of power and would also be the safest place. No one wanted to take their children away.

Hermione and Ron ate a few bites in a hurry, then put a bag of delicious food in their pockets and quietly slipped to the school infirmary. They quietly put on Harry's invisibility cloak and hid at the corner of the stairs. The aroma of food wafted out, attracting Mrs. Norris who was taking a walk.

"Mrs. Norris, let's go——"

Filch held the cat in his arms, without a doubt, with a bit of excitement and excitement. The disaster of Hogwarts might be a new rebirth for him.

This catastrophe only targeted wizards with magical powers, but he, a squib, gained something different.

Filch returned to his office and rummaged through the bottom of his drawer, finding a dusty second-hand wand. He loudly said "clear as spring water" with crisp and clear movements, standard pronunciation, and appropriate emphasis on both light and light tones.

A stream of clear water gushed out from the tip of the wand, and Filch's eyes were filled with tears. He was like a child who had got his favorite candy and shared it with his closest family with excitement and joy.

"Loris, Loris, I have magic, I have magic!"

Filch's excitement and excitement here were unknown to others, but the sensation and debate in the hall were known to everyone.

Dumbledore announced that starting today, all professors of the four major schools will teach together, and the schedule will be packed from 8 o'clock in the morning to 9 o'clock in the evening, with a one-and-a-half-hour lunch break in between and an hour for dinner.

The remaining time will be occupied by courses and exercises. Of course, there will still be a lot of homework, and even the Quidditch training time has been greatly shortened. The week's qualification tests will be held on Saturday and Sunday. The results of the tests will affect the college ranking and the final grade.

Even Professor McGonagall did not object to this.

The young wizards had just experienced a life-and-death ordeal today and thought they were calm. But when the bomb dropped, it was like a blitzkrieg on Poland, just like the outbreak of World War II. The ceiling of the auditorium was almost blown open. The Weasley twins were the loudest in their opposition, and they even pulled in Elliot, who had just sat next to them and was adapting to the environment cautiously.

Encouraged him to go to his grandfather to protest the decision.

"There was no way I could make my grandfather change his decision."

"You are so useless!"

"Yes, yes!"

The Weasley twins sang in unison.

Draco only felt a buzzing sound in his ears, and then his brain seemed to explode. Even in his previous life when he became the head of the Malfoy family, he had never had his time squeezed like this.

Who came up with this brilliant idea?!

Poor Ron didn't know it yet, but he had just escaped from the hellish school schedule of his previous life and lived a happy life for a few years, but now he was about to be separated from his happy education and entered the real sea of ​​suffering.

Li Changsheng, who was sitting next to Dumbledore, was drinking the juice on the dining table with a smile on his face. He looked at Zhou Fu, who was sitting at the Ravenclaw table and glaring at him, and smiled smugly.

"Old man, you're great!"

"What girl? I didn't hear clearly." He picked his ear. He had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and looked very righteous. He accidentally made eye contact with a handsome young man at the Hufflepuff table.

The two smiled in sync, thinking to themselves, "Why does he look so familiar?"

With thick eyebrows and big eyes and a bad heart, the little fox and the old fox met.

The happy dinner is about to end, and several distinguished guests have arrived at Hogsmeade Village. They will stay here for a while and will take action after everything is discussed.

On the other side of the distant ocean, Bai You put away the mirror in his hand and watched the picture in the mirror end. The middle-aged man sitting in the middle straightened his back, stood up from the chair, and came to You's side respectfully.

"Excuse me, are you here to inform us?"

Obviously, in the men's minds, this is a matter of course, they must be in the same group.

"Do not--"

Bai You smiled, and the shadow behind him instantly turned into a giant dragon.

"I am the enemy in their eyes, and the so-called catastrophe."

The man collapsed on the ground, his face full of horror.