Harry Potter and the Rebirth

"No one is talking about you." Hermione responded casually, and then looked at Harry expectantly, "Have you finished your paper? I'm stuck at one point."

"I have one last penny left."

Harry hurriedly finished the last paragraph, dotting the end with a heavy click of his pen, signing his name in a flamboyant manner, and then placed it on Hermione's desk.

"Look first, I have something to do and I have to leave first."

Ron looked up blankly, with a look of despair on his face, emitting a faint aura of death.

"Are you done writing now?"

He asked in disbelief.

Harry nodded.

Ron put his hands into his red hair and gave it a thorough SPA, and a few frizzy red hairs fell down.

"Cleaned up."

"Ron! Could you please clean up all that stuff of yours?"

Hermione was a little annoyed.

Ron nodded awkwardly, looking at Harry's receding figure with envy on his face, "When can I be like Harry?"

Hermione looked at Harry's paper with amazement on her face, and found many knowledge points that she didn't know, and wrote them down carefully in her notebook.

"Maybe in 1000 years."

Ron was devastated.

Angel immediately got up from his seat, straightened his messy clothes, quickly put away the books on the desk, picked up his wand and hurried away, following Harry.

"May I ask what you want from me?"

Harry noticed the person behind him and looked at the young man, who was several heads taller than him, with suspicion on his face.

"Have you figured out the secret of the golden egg?"

Harry shook his head honestly.

Angel seemed to be lost in thought. He stared at the scar on Harry's forehead with a subtle emotion in his eyes, like regret and some gloating.

Harry felt offended.

Angel didn't stay long. After this inexplicable conversation, he put on his backpack in a good mood and rushed down the spiral staircase. Some little witches around him exclaimed in surprise.

"It's really cool!" "That's right!"

Harry frowned, not understanding what this man was up to. He came to the Owl Shed, where he regularly exchanged information with Hermann.

He stuffed a few letters into his pocket. There was a meeting of the House-Elf Rights Association in the evening. Harry sincerely felt that the meetings were held too frequently, but he didn't dare to tell Hermione directly.

In the meantime, he has to deal with one thing first.

A final hidden danger buried in his mind.

"Are everything ready?"

Lupin looked at the pile of herbs and specimens on the table, counted them again, and carefully moved the pink bottles a little further inside.

"Everything is ready."

Harry lay on Lupin's cot with his hands on his abdomen, "You will follow the plan next."

Lupin nodded.

Then Harry closed his eyes and his consciousness entered the area he had not set foot in for a long time.

At this time, this place has turned into an ocean. The darkness that swallowed everything combined with the vast ocean. Hagrid sat cross-legged on the side, staring at the boundary between the sea and the sky in a daze.

"You came!"

Looking at Harry who had been waiting here for a long time, Harry felt relieved.

"Maybe it's time to end this."

He thought of the same emerald green eyes on Iceland, and looked at his extremely tender hands and the few calluses on them.

Harry tried to bury his body in the sea water. Miraculously, he did not feel suffocated. The space around him suddenly became very bright. He could even see all kinds of magical plants growing in it.

But they are all pink and purple.

And in the very middle, there is a vortex that is constantly spinning, and the things inside are faintly visible.

Harry watched Hagrid from the side, with his wand sticking out of his sleeve, pointing at his neck.

"Don't even think about moving, or I'll make you disappear forever in this ocean."

Hagrid didn't say anything. He looked at the little girl next to him who looked exactly like Harry with a smile on his face. He remembered the stormy night when he got into the small boat swaying on the sea and looked at the thin boy wearing old clothes.

"Don't worry, I won't do anything to Harry."

"You won't do anything to that Harry -"

Harley retorted.

"You seem to know a lot."

"Each each other."

Finally having time to explore the huge changes that had taken place in his mind, Harry overcame the barrier in his heart. What difference would this step make?

Will he become the exact opposite?

Is he still him?

With these doubts, a current came out from the central whirlpool and gently wrapped him up. With the determination to die, Harry rushed into the pink whirlpool and met the person he expected.

"I'm glad you're finally here."

"We should have met before, right?"

"I have seen it. I built it together with our godfather, but the time is not right yet. I erased your memory and am giving it back to you now."

Something icy cold seeped into Harry's mind and he slumped to the grass.

The man opposite also sat down, supporting Harry's body, his face looking a little worried.

"You are still so stubborn."

Harry did not resist such contact. The familiar feeling from inside out made him relax his guard.

It seems like they were like this a long, long time ago.

"Are you going to take my place?"

The man shook his head, and the scene around him quickly changed into that magnificent castle, with a throne rising from the ground and purple gems faintly shining on the handles.

Harry was overcome with a sudden urge to cry.

"No, you want to become me, and I just make sure the process goes smoothly."

"Will I become you?"

Two pairs of emerald green eyes were glued together, neither of them was willing to bow their heads and admit defeat, both of them were stubborn in a way that was difficult for others to understand.

"Ah."

"Why did I become you?"

"You should have expected that."

"Are they all dead?"

Harry thought of the King's Cross Station where he had once mistakenly entered, and the people who left one after another, singing and dancing, looking extremely happy.

"Well - what? They are in a Schrodinger's state of meaning."

During the long period of teaching in Gryffindor, Harry learned some physics knowledge from the Muggle world.

"So it's oscillating between life and death?"

"Ah."

"Then how can we save them?"

"That's up to you."

Harry pointed at himself, confused, "Me? Why?"

"Because you are the one who started it all."

"That's not a nice word." Harry frowned, not believing what his other self said.

"How do you prove it?"

"He should have arrived. You and he have already met."

The man looked at the familiar scent lingering around Harry and became more certain of his guess.

"Who?"

"Yeah - the one that looks particularly disgusting."

"Why can he prove what you said?"

"Because he is you."

Looking at Harry's open mouth and disbelieving eyes, the man chuckled.

"How could he be me!"

Harry turned up the volume and let out a dolphin-like scream. The illusion of the magnificent palace around him began to collapse, revealing the pink waves that were constantly spinning around him.

"I know you may not be able to accept it, but, Harry, you must admit one thing. The fact that you from different time and space are gathered here is itself a major factor in causing the destruction and disorder of the order of this space."

"You are Yin!"

The man pointed a finger at Harry's head.

"Besides, I'll be there soon, and the whole world is about to collapse again."

Harry emptied his mind and stared blankly at the dazzling throne in front of him, looking at the sparkling gems of various colors on it.

"Although what you said makes some sense, it doesn't prove that he is me, nor does it tell me how I should save those people."

The man uttered an exclamation.

"As expected of me, I am the only one in the world."

The man's face changed instantly, and he said in a cold tone, "I don't actually need to prove anything to you. You only need to understand two things about our meeting this time. First, the factors that cause the disorder in the space must be eliminated, and you must be ready to clean yourself up at any time. Second, facing your true identity, there are so many things that have happened since you came to this world. I don't believe you haven't noticed anything."

Harry said nothing.

"Well, we will meet again. You should accept it sooner and prepare for it sooner."

The man threw Harry out of the space.

"By the way, you haven't told me how to move Hagrid out. It's not a good idea for him to stay here all the time."

"You will know it yourself."

The man threw this sentence at Harry.

Harry lay down on the beach, soaking wet.

Harry, who was in the distance, saw a familiar figure suddenly appear beside her, holding a wand, lifting her skirt, and running towards her in a hurry.

"How's it going Harry? Did you find anything?"

Harry paid close attention to the expression on Harry's face, with a barely perceptible temptation in his eyes.

"Let's go."

Harry didn't want to say anything, he propped himself up and looked at Hagrid on the ground with a headache. What do you mean I can do it? Can I take him away as long as I want?

Hagrid's figure swayed slightly, and he tilted his head and said to Harry seriously, "My mission is completed. I want to go out and see Fang."

"But I don't know how to let you out. In the past, I would automatically send people away after completing the mission."

Hagrid heard this and hummed a few words, "You can send me out if you want."

Then he jumped into the sea.

Harry was horrified, and Hagrid jumped in, splashing huge waves that stuck to him and Harry.

Send him away quickly!

Harry had never felt so urgent before. A hard beat seemed to form in his heart, driving away all the unpleasant things.

Harley's figure swayed slightly for a few times, and then she winked at Harry, "My mission is completed. I'll wait for you outside."

Then he disappeared from the spot.

Harry woke up in a hurry, and saw the original owner and the current owner of the house looking at each other awkwardly. Yaya appeared from somewhere, with a few spiders and eight eyes on his dog fur, and then he was wrapped in layer after layer of pig hearts.

"Wang, wang!"

Fang rushed over to Hagrid, licking his face with his dog tongue very enthusiastically.

"Okay, okay, Yaya, have you taken good care of yourself while I was away?"

There was crystal liquid in Yaya's eyes, and he was still expressing his longing for his master with his cries.

Harry felt a little guilty. When he came to his senses, he found that the herbs around him were not damaged at all, but the entire decoration style had changed drastically.

Everything was the same as before Lupin arrived, the huge bed, the larger sofa furniture, and even the hard rock cakes on it, the magical food that would give you a toothache just by looking at it.

Lupin sat shyly on a small stool, watching the two people looking at him, and especially looked at Hagrid several times.

"I'm sorry to bother you to stay here for the next few days. This is the rock cake I made myself. I hope you like it."

Next to it was a pot of steaming black tea in a huge cup, with some powder at the bottom and three sugar cubes on top.

Harry knew without looking that this should be the extremely effective drug that Snape extracted from those pink test tubes, and it even had a weak control function.

Looking at the two people standing silently beside him, Hagrid sat on the leather sofa he had not seen for a long time. Looking at the familiar layout around him, his eyes slightly reddened. He poured the black tea beside him into the teacup and drank it in one gulp without stirring.

"I accept the investigation."

Hagrid looked at Harry, "But, Harry, you should know that I will never, ever hurt you."

Lupin blocked Hagrid's view, and then Snape appeared, pinching his nose in disgust. He and Lupin each held one of Hagrid's arms, and then disappeared from the spot.

"More than!"

"Yes, the master is looking for me!"

Dobby was very excited and nervous, while Yaya beside him was barking anxiously, not knowing why his master was leaving again just after he appeared.

"When Brother Hai isn't back, you'll be responsible for cleaning here, maintaining the original state, and taking care of Yaya."

Harry walked out of the cabin, thinking that he would not be here again for some time.

Snowflakes were floating in the sky, and white clouds covered the entire sky and earth. A thin layer of ice had begun to form on the lake, and Gryffindor had transformed into an octopus, happily destroying the lake.

There is also a huge project being implemented in the lake. Gryffindor is very dissatisfied with this group that is competing with them for land cards. They are happy to oppose them and rely on their own strong strength to do whatever they want.

Next to him was a hurried little wizard wearing a scarf and a thick cloak, hurrying along his way, leaving behind footprints of varying depths.

When Harry saw this quiet scene, it felt like a lifetime ago. They were in the same world, but they were living completely different lives.

The forbidden forest behind was gradually shrinking in size and becoming very lively, with wizards in colorful school uniforms coming and going.

Everything is proceeding in an orderly manner.

"Harry!" Harry subconsciously touched the bulging letter in his pocket.

"what's wrong?"

"An adult wizard suddenly showed up outside the school and asked to see you by name."