Harry Potter and the Rebirth

"Wow? System, do we really need it?" Angel looked at the script in his hand, hiding behind a big tree, watching Harry meet a strange man, with the stern and serious Professor McGonagall beside him.

"After system testing, this is a critical turning point. The host needs to follow the protagonist closely, seize the opportunity, and be the first to peek into the truth of the entire world. The mission is 60% complete."

"No, you're too unreliable. Harry is only in his second year and should be facing the Chamber of Secrets and snakes. I will just stay in my school and wait until the war comes. I will find an excuse to come here and help the protagonists."

Angel babbled on, while keeping his attention on the three people behind him.

"Who would have thought that the changes would be so great? The wizarding world actually merged with the Muggle world ahead of time, and the protagonist is also ridiculously strong. Could it be that I have traveled into a fan fiction?"

"Host, please don't make unnecessary guesses."

That's it~

The three left Hogwarts and headed for Hogsmeade village.

"System, make me invisible."

A curtain like water suddenly appeared all over Angel's body, and then he disappeared from the spot, following behind the three people.

Where he had stood, a few sparks burned some of the grass on the ground.

"Fox, be careful."

"Look at your pet. It's really useless. Why don't you just leave it to me?"

The old dragon was instigating the event. He had been coveting this phoenix, which had not been born for many years, for a long time.

Dumbledore smiled but said nothing. He looked at Angel's receding back in silence, obviously thinking about something.

“How many people like this are there?”

The old dragon bent his non-existent fingers, and all the scales on his body opened up, then quickly closed again.

"Anyway, there are quite a lot of them. The ones closest to Harry are the Weasley kid, the Ravenclaw kid, and -"

Dumbledore nodded, understanding what was going on.

Lao Long was a little unsure. There were a few guys who also had the aura of time travel, but it was extremely weak, just like those guys who used the time converter.

"Of course your Harry has the heaviest scent, and you—"

Lao Long clicked his tongue a few times.

"This world has become a sieve, with few local residents."

Lao Long, a resident of the outside world, teases Lao Deng, who comes from another time and space.

"Give me a list. I need to know all their movements."

The old dragon said nothing, and then a thick roll of parchment fell into Dumbledore's hands. When Dumbledore opened it, he was blinded by the densely packed pages.

"Why so many?"

He asked incredulously.

"Um--"

The old dragon pinched his scaly chin and said, "Perhaps there will be more in the future. This world is already on the verge of collapse, even without those so-called enemies."

At the same time, an invisible light fell all over the world. Hogwarts was almost enveloped by this huge light, and many people suddenly began to behave abnormally.

Students who are about to graduate cannot find the Potions classroom, and fifth-year students do not know the spells for Luminescent and Clear Water.

A Slytherin was pestering a Hufflepuff over a kitchenette.

"What happened to him?"

Cedric looked at the boy. He had a green collar and dark gold threads on his clothes, with complicated and gorgeous totems embroidered on them. He was usually arrogant, but now he exuded a harmless air.

"Senior, I don't know either. His actions really scare me."

Xiao Guan hid behind his senior, trembling.

"Please gather in the auditorium first."

Dumbledore's loud voice echoed throughout the castle, and also spread to the Forbidden Forest and the bottom of the Black Lake.

Harry, who was walking out of Hogwarts, also heard the loud voice. Professor McGonagall turned around, looking very surprised.

"Principal, what's going on? Do we need to go back?"

McGonagall took a look, walked beside Harry and led the two of them to the Hog's Head pub run by Aberforth.

"You don't have to go back."

The three people walked into the dirty bar. There were many people inside wearing black wizard robes and masks, looking at the three people who came in with ill intentions.

When he saw the famous Minerva McGonagall, he seemed frightened and turned his gaze back to his wine glass.

"Aberforth, please take care of Harry."

Sitting on the counter, the goat-like old man snorted coldly, expressing that he already knew it. He kept wiping a wooden wine glass with a rag, "What a trouble."

The portrait hanging behind him showed a beautiful girl smiling sweetly at Harry.

After seeing this scene, Professor McGonagall patted Harry on the shoulder, carried Jermain on her back, and something heavy fell into Harry's pocket, then she left with peace of mind.

Harry's eyebrows tilted upwards slightly, and he felt very at ease.

"It seems she likes you very much."

Aberforth had a complicated expression, and his tone towards Harry and Jermain beside him became much softer.

"Do you have something to ask me?"

Harry looked at Jerlan and felt very close to him. The two of them came to the second floor, and Aberforth provided a small room for them to talk.

The gaze that was sticking to Harry's back like a venomous snake was instantly severed as he entered the second floor.

"Please put away all your little thoughts."

Aberforth stood on the stairs, looking coldly at the customers who were drinking.

"Old goat, don't be so cruel. Let's take a look at the legendary savior. Who would be so bold as to attack the savior?"

"That's right, that's right." There were echoes from all around.

"Better so."

"Dumbledore and Grindelwald, between them, control the Muggle nuclear warheads and a considerable number of hydrogen bombs."

“Is this an expansion of the scope?”

Jerlan nodded.

Harry turned around and created a thin barrier around him to ensure that the sound would not be heard by anyone, while at the same time checking the entire small room.

Then he sat on the bed in the room and said, "Go on."

Jerran was very ashamed. It seemed that he had been living a good life for too long and had completely lost even the most basic vigilance. If Hermann knew about this, he would definitely laugh at him.

"Some Muggles from various countries brought their own weapons and the information they knew and surrendered to Dumbledore. That's why we were able to control most of the weapons in such a short time."

Harry nodded, which was expected.

"So why did you come to see me today?"

Harry looked at the evening sky. It was gradually getting darker. The falling snowflakes formed a batch of snow blankets covering the vast land. It was almost time for dinner, and he had to get back to Hogwarts as soon as possible.

"Feel sorry!"

Jerlan bowed to Harry, his face full of guilt, "I'm so sorry."

Harry had a bad feeling and silently prayed "Apparate!" But when he got there, he found that the place seemed to be under an anti-Apparition spell.

"follow me."

Jerlan pointed his wand at Harry, his voice trembling, but the wand in his hand remained motionless.

"You, you, why are you doing this? I really trust you."

Harry put his hands in his pockets, where a little thing was vibrating faintly.

"I have no choice. I am forced. Please!"

Unexpectedly, a small pet flew over, and Harry acted decisively and grabbed the Quaffle in his pocket.

The moment Harry tried to Apparate, Aberforth had already sensed something was wrong; the customers he had just teased had already walked out of the bar.

He suddenly realized that the bar had been unknowingly cast under an anti-Apparition spell.

"Damn Merlin! These dark wizards have no bottom line."

He hurried to the small house, but it was already empty. He slapped his thigh angrily, then rushed out of the bar and ran to Hogwarts under everyone's surprised gaze.

"Are all their methods so shady?"

Angel looked at Jerran, who had the label of Harry's relative and friend hanging over his head, watched him trying to kidnap Harry, and watched him apologize tremblingly.

Originally, he wanted to take action to save the protagonist of this world and sell it for a good price, but unexpectedly, Harry put his hand into his pocket and disappeared immediately.

Only then did Jerran realize, the portkey!

How could anyone carry around such a powerful portkey? Is this the realization that the protagonist is constantly being framed?

When the old goat hurriedly ran up, Jielan sighed, feeling relieved. The pet flew onto Jielan's body, and Jielan left.

"Oh, no, isn't there an anti-Apparition spell here? Why are they all so powerful?"

He was even somewhat envious of the strange man's pet.

Angel tried it himself. Fortunately, the system protected him in advance, otherwise he would have died here today.

Angel walked out of the bar and came to the door of another bar, the Three Broomsticks. Just as he was about to go in and have a drink of the famous butterbeer, someone gently put his hand on his shoulder.

"I don't know what you want to do by following me?"

The sound is soft and thin.

He was keenly aware that—

md, the protagonist.

Angel followed Harry obediently, and the two of them walked further and further away.

Looking at the child who was several heads shorter than himself, Angel shuddered uncomfortably.

"Don't be nervous, I won't eat you."

Angel was shaking even more violently.

"Host, please don't act too much. The system shows that the protagonist's trust in your behavior is less than 30%, and there is an additional 70% suspicion."

"What do you doubt?"

"The protagonist suspects that you are mentally retarded."

Uh--

Unexpectedly, this small girl hides such a dramatic heart. Angel feels that he needs to change his image in front of Harry.

"I have admired you for a long time, and I just want to see the places you usually go. So what are we doing here?"

Angel looked at the dilapidated shed on the ground in front of him, with a few large words on it.

The Screaming Shed.

"System, system, can I escape from here later?"

Angel also wanted to try the legendary tunnel.

"I'm afraid not."

"why?"

He was surprised that the system would reject such a reasonable request.

"According to the system, 99% of the tunnels leading out of Hogwarts have been blocked, including this one."

Angel had to give up the idea.

"So what did you see?" Harry stared at the tall boy, Lockhart Plus version, scrutinizingly.

"Um--"

Angel tilted his head. It was obviously not in his plan to confront the protagonist so early in the morning. He wanted to leave very much, but was held in place by the system.

"The main storyline has not started yet, please wait patiently."

"No, it hasn't started yet."

Angel thought he had tasted a shocking melon, but he didn't expect that this was not even an appetizer.

Drop drop-

The alarm sounded, and Angel looked around vigilantly. According to the nature of the system, this was the critical plot point.

But why is there nothing happening around me? Why is it suddenly bright?

Boom!

His entire body fell to the ground, forming a huge human-shaped pit.

Harry also lay unconscious on the snow. Jerran walked out, sighed, looked at Harry and said silently, "You've already left, why don't you go back to Hogwarts?"

and also--

He looked at the other person lying on the ground, and finally decided to take both of them away at the same time.

Heavy snow fell from the sky again, and this time it covered up all traces of people.

Snape received the news that Harry was safe, and calmly comforted the anxious and panicked Aberforth, telling Harry that he had other plans and would be back soon.

But until dinner was over, until Hermione waited anxiously for Harry to appear, until Ron stayed in the dormitory tent, motionless, staring at the window next to him.

Until Dudley also felt something was wrong.

"If Harry had any plans, he would tell me first, right?"

Ron asked, somewhat panicked.

By the next morning, Harry hadn't shown up at the table and everyone was panicking.

Snape confirmed again in front of Dumbledore that Harry had passed the message to him, and Draco echoed him. Harry passed the message to three people in total, and he heard the same thing as Snape.

Dumbledore pinched his brows with a headache.

Professor McGonagall stood aside guiltily.

"It's my fault. I didn't follow Harry. After all, he is only a second-year wizard."

Harry's previous powerful strength and mature performance made people subconsciously ignore his age.

"Do you know where Harry is now?"

There was also a little girl standing in the office.

Harry shook his head bleakly, "I'm sorry, Headmaster, I don't know either."

"Don't panic, everyone. I will contact Grindelwald and ask him to look for Jerran there. This is also my fault for letting my guard down."

The old dragon was spinning and jumping in the gap in the space beside him. After Harry left, he felt a lot more stressed.

Dumbledore came to the Black Lake and flew to the side of the giant octopus.

A man appears.

"Do you know where Harry is now?"

The Gryffindor's eyes wandered back and forth.

"I, how would I know, are you kidding?"

"Let her go, I'll bring Harry here."

In a dim room, Harry and Angel were lying on the ground, while Jerran stood aside, looking at Hermann, who was pale and his face was hidden in the shadows.