Harry Potter and the Rebirth

In the warm dormitories, the surviving Hogwarts teachers and students huddled together closely. They put four or five small beds together to form a big bed.

The curtains were lowered to form a hidden compartment, and they raised the candles in their hands to illuminate the narrow and dim space.

"So how did you escape in the end?"

"It's Harry."

It's Harry.

It's Harry.

The bright red blood that popped up on the chest flowed into everyone's heart along with the words and was engraved in their memories.

Harry once again became famous, and he was presented as a true savior, and his popularity was second only to the gathering held at Hogwarts.

The masters of the two events were now in the school infirmary. The bright moonlight shone through the window onto the smooth floor. Harry, wearing a blue and white striped suit, sat barefoot on the edge of the bed, leaving a shallow mark on the soft bed.

Dumbledore sat on the ground with his knees folded back, with Fawkes sleeping on his legs. The two of them had been talking for a long time.

Harry felt very relieved. Although he had shouldered a certain burden, he had let go of some things.

Dumbledore confessed a lot to him, including his own origins, that he came from another world, just two years earlier than Harry, and that his two companions were Voldemort from another world, who was the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, and Fawkes.

Dumbledore also told him the origin of the ice-blue flower, including that the broken one was actually a fake.

He unfolded his arrangement bit by bit and fed it to Harry in small pieces. At the same time, he took out a Sorting Hat with its mouth open from behind him and told him that Gryffindor was inside. If Harry needed it, he could go to the headmaster's office to get it.

Harry listened quietly. Although he was surprised, he was very happy that Dumbledore could be honest with him. He felt that he was trusted. What a wonderful feeling.

In winter, I snuggle by the fireplace, watch the heavy snow under the dark sky outside the window, lie on the soft sofa, with juice and various snacks at hand, and a lazy cat lying at my feet.

The fireplace is crackling, and when you turn your head, you can see your parents cuddling together, your friends and siblings playing, the smell of food coming from the kitchen, and the steaming heat fills the roof of the room. You have just returned home with a perfect report card, welcoming the nearly two-month vacation.

The contract between Harry and Dumbledore was unilaterally terminated by Dumbledore. Dumbledore took him to his office and came to a mysterious house. On the house were the portraits and names of various headmasters. Dumbledore's name was shining, and the faint mark was about to be formed.

Harry leaned forward to get a closer look. Harry Potter.

So this is the house? Harry looked around.

"Of course, there are some things I can't tell you right now. I hope you don't mind."

If Dumbledore wanted someone to have a good impression of him, then the probability of this wish being fulfilled would be 100%. When Harry arrived at the entrance of the Gryffindor dormitory, Dumbledore stood two or three steps away and winked at him.

"Don't I need to go back to the school infirmary?"

"Oh, Harry, I'm sure Madam Pomfrey will understand. You will start classes with everyone else tomorrow."

"Can we have the final exam early?"

"I'm afraid that won't work." Dumbledore shook his head regretfully, "We have achieved our goal, Harry, now you need to integrate with the group."

Harry nodded. The Fat Lady said nothing at this time. She blinked and watched the conversation between Harry and Dumbledore.

Filch stood at the other end of the corridor, watching Dumbledore walk Harry to the dormitory entrance.

Early the next morning, all the little wizards were vomited out by their beds, and then the whole dormitory started to drive people away.

The exit was like spitting, the little wizards were spit out one by one, their butts landing on the ground first, and then they rushed to the auditorium without stopping, where they had to line up and assemble, with Lupin as the supervisor, and a professor would be responsible for partnering with him every day.

In order to implement it smoothly today, Dumbledore carefully considered and specially chose Snape.

Professor Snape was famous, and the guests who came from afar were yawning, wearing pajamas, with messy hair, and one even came in slippers.

Zhou Fu glared at Li Changsheng fiercely in the team. This guy really knew how to attract hatred.

There were obviously many people around who were dissatisfied. The seventh-year Hogwarts students who were about to graduate were undergoing more rigorous training. Dumbledore specially dug Moody over overnight. When he entered Hogwarts, the whole atmosphere instantly became cold. He had a moving prosthetic eye, a limped leg, a cane, and was dressed in shabby clothes.

Only Harry's eyes lit up. This was his master! The master who had taught him for two or three years!

Dumbledore was much smarter. He was also very curious about what the first day of such intense training would be like for the little wizards who had been lazy for a long time.

So he used the body-changing spell, followed Snape quietly, and relying on his own strong strength, he complained to Snape as if no one was around.

"Look at that fat guy on the left. He just took a few steps."

Snape stared with dead fish eyes, punishing one after another without stopping, with a long list of today's schedule in his mind.

In fact, when he was in Harry's mind, he had already worried and fantasized about how to save the future of the wizarding world. Now he just wanted to blow up the earth with one punch. What future, what peace? They might as well just die together.

There were many people who thought so. Even Harry, who was in good physical condition, was out of breath at this moment. The special forces training in the army was no more than this. He brought up the soap operas he had seen on Muggle TV in his previous life, deepening his own misfortune time and time again. He stood on a high moral high ground and unscrupulously criticized those who made these terrible agendas.

The Weasley twins couldn't stand it anymore. Facing their father's sharp eyes, they howled a few times while running on the lawn and disappeared from the crowd.

Such heroic behavior attracted many people's admiring gazes. Snape held his forehead with his hand, Snape disappeared, the Weasley twins appeared, the Weasley twins begged for mercy, and everyone was terrified and said nothing.

The other troublemakers at Hogwarts huddled in the line, sweating profusely as they accepted the rigorous training.

Lupin smiled slightly, his mouth actually stretched to his ears. When is a person happiest? Of course, when seeing others' misfortune.

Lupin agreed with this deeply, especially when he was hanging high in the air, looking at those troublemakers who usually defied the heavens and the earth, had no respect for their elders and no regard for discipline, now they were all behaving themselves and being disciplined without a word. He felt so sour and happy.

Dumbledore took a look and then invited some guests to his office, including the three headmasters.

Harry was being a little lazy. He learned the magic track that Dumbledore used to devour magic yesterday, placed it on his ankle, and ran nearly three kilometers without a drop of sweat on his head.

Snape was paying close attention to his surroundings, and neither saw his wand nor felt any magical fluctuations.

What a ghost! He wanted to catch a famous person as an example, but he didn't expect that there was not even a single hair of this little braid.

"Boy, how did you do that?"

Harry didn't say anything, nor did he answer Snape's question, nor did he help Ron and Hermione, who were already exhausted.

What needs to be experienced must be experienced eventually, and only by going through this journey can you gain something.

Snape snorted coldly, "Yes, you are you. Why are you moving? Straighten your legs. Don't bend them."

The poor twins are now doing handstands in front of their father. Arthur, who knows some of the information, now wishes he could increase his training volume.

Percy and Ron were watching in the team and felt fortunate for a moment. Snape was really too vicious. What was the difference between this and watching a monkey?

But Fred and George seemed to like this feeling. Ron touched his wet chin and gradually got used to this nervous feeling.

Are you kidding me? How can someone who has experienced the middle school entrance examination and the college entrance examination not adapt? He still has the mind to silently recite some potion formulas and spell precautions in his mind like in his previous life.

Damn it, roll them to death.

Smart Hermione is learning to adapt to these fantastic things little by little. How could she have imagined that her time would be occupied?

Hermione recalled the books she had read before, and adjusted her pace, breathing rhythm and pattern bit by bit. She even had the mood to admire those who were standing still at the end, surpassing one person after another. She was genuinely happy and ran more and more vigorously.

The long-distance running time ended quickly, and the breakfast time was only half an hour. Within this half an hour, they needed to finish breakfast, change clothes, pick up their schoolbags and run back to their classroom.

There was no resistance or dissatisfaction as Li Changsheng had imagined. He had even thought about it and used the most skillful punishment method in the flower-growing country. Unexpectedly, -

Yesterday's disaster was obviously extremely powerful. Under such high-pressure environment, everyone can either be swept into the wheel of history as waste, or choose to have the strength to break free, or win the competition and enjoy a broader future.

Li Changsheng sighed sincerely, people's bottom line is indeed lowered time and time again, and then they adapt. Once the happy education is broken, they can only roll around and die.

Look, there are people who have learned without a teacher. They write some knowledge points on small pieces of paper and even look at them while eating.

Hermione seemed betrayed. She stared at Ron in amazement. Harry swallowed his saliva. He thought he was invincible, but he never expected that there is always someone stronger than you.

This kind of life is boring and tedious, and the influence of the party that day spread little by little.

Muggles who had lived in peace for more than sixty years were suddenly told that there was another group of people in this world. The novel became reality and everyone started to go crazy.

When the competition was most intense, the president of Country M did not deny the news when answering reporters' questions, which caused a huge uproar.

Few, or almost no, people could remain absolutely calm under such news. They frantically pursued everything related to magic, frantically searched for evidence, and frantically collected all information and books about magic.

The magic stories on the market were sold out, the cinemas were packed, and the financiers behind the scenes made a fortune. The government underestimated the enthusiasm of the people, which was undoubtedly very scary, although they even called in the army to suppress it.

But under this huge wave of the people, the government's slight obstruction is undoubtedly a mantis trying to stop a chariot. The military, the country's violent machine, itself has different views. They believe that technology is king and even want to capture a few wizards openly, join forces with some scientists to dissect them, and then let this ability benefit all mankind.

Dumbledore and other wizards had considered this situation, so immediately after the news of the existence of wizards was announced, a document signed by senior leaders of various countries was made public.

A letter to my fellow human beings:

The upper class people in society sought confirmation from all sides. The stock market experienced wild ups and downs, just like the electrocardiogram in a hospital. They were above everyone else because they were good at staying ahead of others. After the news was confirmed, the sky fell.

The previous rules of the game have been completely overturned, money has become as worthless as air, power, status, and wealth have been redistributed, and new rules of the game have been established.

magic--

This is something that truly divides people into different classes.

Looking at the way people are flocking to it and their short-sightedness in ignoring the crisis, the blind obedience of the masses is once again vividly demonstrated, and the IQ of everyone in the group will be lowered to the level.

Even if you are a professor, even if you are a member of the National Academy of Sciences, you will be pulled down to the average and be hit hard.

Penny held the teacup tremblingly, and the tea with three sugar cubes fell into her hands. A sweet scent permeated her clothes and spread in the air.

Dali was still tapping his plate in dissatisfaction, while Vernon was reading today's newspaper in silence. The world situation had suddenly changed, and a group of people that were once hated by everyone had become the hottest newcomers.

Who doesn't want to have magic? Who doesn't want to float in the air? Who doesn't want to be thousands of miles away with just a simple apparition?

A more detailed introduction to the magical world was released to the public: wands, flying carpets, potions, castles, magic, what a regular world it is.

People always like to be a hero who stands tall and saves people from danger. Now, the door slowly opens, revealing a magnificent corner inside.

The students around them, aged eleven to seventeen, who seemed to be clean people in the eyes of their relatives and friends, were pulled out and placed under the hot sun for careful scrutiny.

"Is he a wizard?"

"Can he teach us magic?"

Hermione's parents welcomed several relatives they seldom met into the clinic. They barged into the room without reason and began to rummage around rudely.

"Isn't your daughter going to Eton College? My cousin's second aunt works there, but I didn't see her name."