Harry Potter and the Rebirth

"Oh, sorry, sorry."

Harry looked up and saw the man in black robes in front of him, half of his face was exposed. He had dry lips and untidy beard, and looked very tired.

"Ah, sorry."

Harry stepped aside to let the man pass.

"You are--"

Harry felt a slight burning sensation in the scar on his forehead. This man -

He became alert and looked him over calmly.

"You're Harry Potter! I've heard of you, the Boy-Who-Lived."

Hmm - the same old pick-up line.

Seeing the man extending his hands enthusiastically, Harry stretched out his right hand. Between the two overlapping palms, the space distorted slightly, and then quickly returned to calm.

"Fuck, do you want to die with him? You don't want to live, but he still does."

The old dragon roared!

Old Dragon——

When the old dragon made a noise, Harry keenly sensed a familiar fluctuation in the space.

"Come here, what are you doing?"

There was a person in front calling out to the man, and the man said in a humble tone, "I'm coming."

He turned to Harry and said meaningfully, "Nice to meet you, Harry Potter."

The hood slid slightly to the left, revealing the man's deep eyebrows. At this moment, a wizard passed by, dragging some Muggle weapons. The sunlight shone on the smooth weapons and reflected on the man's face, thick eyelashes, deep eye sockets, and emerald green eyes dotted with some light spots.

Harry was stunned for a moment, and the man pulled the hood on his head back up, covering his straight nose.

Hidden in the crowd.

The noisy voices drowned out Harry. The pair of emerald green eyes made his heart palpitate. A sense of familiarity gripped his heart tightly.

"and many more!"

"Who are you? What's your name?"

He shouted loudly, and the crowd of people in front of him looked over in surprise.

No, no, still no.

The path and traces of the flow of magic power are unique to each person, just like an ID card.

"Mr. Potter——"

A tall lady came over. She had the same shrewdness and ability as Rozier, and she was very powerful. The people around her automatically made way for her.

Harry was speechless.

"May I ask you what I can do for you? I'm happy to help you."

"Find someone for me."

"What kind of person is he?"

"that is--"

In my memory, the man's face was quickly erased as if by a giant eraser, leaving only a slight indentation on the paper and some residual color.

The crystal green was so eye-catching in his memory.

Harry couldn't tell, but he saw the little leader who was directing the man in the crowd walk up to him.

"Who was that person you just called?"

The little leader looked at the tall girl behind Harry and broke out in a cold sweat. Isn't this Lord Rosier's niece?

"I, I didn't call anyone just now."

His expression was sincere and his face was terrified.

Useless.

"It's okay, sorry to bother you, just continue."

Harry thanked the tall lady.

Then they walked forward. The winding corridor blocked the lady's scrutinizing gaze. The little leader stood beside her, trembling with fear and not daring to say a word.

"Tell me exactly what happened."

"Yes."

The people around him looked at him with a mixture of envy and fear.

The missile launch caused a tsunami-like panic in the Muggle world, and people rushed into supermarkets and rushed to the residences of senior officials.

Many people drove their cars with their family of three, but more people bought tents and prepared to camp around.

The severe cold of winter cannot overcome their fear of death.

In this terrorist attack, no officials died for no reason. When this rumor spread, they were either disgusted or yearning.

Some people seek the protection of legendary wizards. In previous myths, wizards were described as being able to fly over eaves and walls, turn stones into gold, travel through the past and the future, and be omnipotent.

Some people offer their wealth just to find a place to live.

Many wizards from Knockturn Alley poured out of their original world and began to do good and do great things in the Muggle world.

Gold is hard currency in both worlds, and some pure-blood families represented by Malfoy have made a lot of money from it.

Recently, the guards of the underground vault of the Bank of England in London, England, together with the bank's top executives, moved out nearly 1/5 of the world's gold reserves stored underground.

Finally got the blessing from the legendary wizard.

There is no need for any earth-shattering means, casting the most basic Muggle-repelling spell will be enough to make them scream and scream.

Each shell broke the existing rules.

Ambitious and powerful people began to occupy their own territory and become kings, and they were more or less supported by different forces. This development caught the Muggle governments off guard.

They lit the fire but were unable to control it. They watched as the M country fell into crisis and a certain Eastern power that had just disintegrated regained its strength. These two countries accounted for nearly 90% of the world's nuclear warhead reserves. In this chaotic world, the power of the two countries will be further divided.

Industries with rigid demand began to rise rapidly. Fashion jewelry and luxury brands that were once hyped to the sky have now become worthless, while strategically needed items such as food, clothing, salt, oil, sugar, and safe shelters have been driven up to sky-high prices.

People began to exchange materials with gold or the most primitive barter method, and the money deposited in the bank became a bubble.

Internet concept stocks that had just shown signs of growth in the U.S. stock market were suddenly trampled into the dust. Almost no one paid attention to these fake financial products. They began to short sell in order to obtain cash, and then began to buy large quantities of precious metals such as gold and silver.

The big players on Wall Street fled this desolate place one after another, banks went bankrupt one after another, and the development of the world economy stagnated and was cut off in an instant.

When people's attention was diverted and the so-called rules were broken, the people who were originally in the game fled here one after another. They began to learn new rules and strive to gain the upper hand.

The forces that emerge in the dark have weapons and equipment, as well as hard currency to sustain people's lives, and they are the real power.

In this chaotic world, if there is a force that claims to have the support of wizards, it will undoubtedly be the overlord within a few kilometers.

This is a huge temptation for the dark wizards who originally had a not very good living situation in the wizarding world.

Located in the southwest corner of London, at 4 Privet Drive in Little Whinging, Surrey.

Many big shots suddenly came here. They had the most well-informed information and the most extensive network of contacts. They all knew more or less about the forces in the wizarding world.

A small leader of this place, seeing so many powerful forces coming to join him, looked at the wizard on the side excitedly and flattered him servilely.

"Sir, you are really amazing. You just spread the news that you are here and called so many people to join you."

A middle-aged wizard who has never been to Hogwarts and has low strength. He makes a living by selling magical plants from different regions internationally and has escaped danger several times.

When the world was in chaos, the status of wizards improved significantly, and he couldn't wait to jump out and teach those who looked down on him a lesson.

The first area chosen was this prosperous area where wealthy people lived.

Unexpectedly, God helped him. Robert was flattered and his back, which had been bent for half his life, finally straightened up. He began to be extremely confident.

He waved his hand and said, "Let's go and see those distinguished guests."

A few younger brothers on the side laughed. This rule was broken, and everything turned upside down overnight. The feeling of the people who were once high and mighty falling into the dust was really good.

"My lord, my lord, should we give them a welcome gift first—"

"Yes, Not Bad."

When they arrived at this place in a mighty procession, this group of well-dressed people were now standing in front of a small villa, acting very cautiously.

"What is this place?"

Robert asked his most capable subordinate.

"This is the guy who sells drilling rigs, a small supervisor, not worth mentioning."

The man thought of the owner of the house, a fat man, their fat children, and the skinny boy who was sent to a bad school for discipline.

"Did this change its owner?"

"No—"

"Wait, let's wait and see what happens." Robert, with his many years of experience, believed that there must be something fishy going on.

at the same time.

In the distant "Hogwarts", a completely new place, Snape felt that the cordon he had set up was touched.

The mirror in my pocket felt slightly warm.

He picked it up and saw that it was Dumbledore.

"Severus, go to Harry's aunt's house and take them to Hogwarts first."

“Is it really necessary to bring them in?”

Snape asked confused.

"Yes, she is undoubtedly a very good protective barrier for Harry."

"I know, I know. It's still that damn magic of love."

Dumbledore looked helplessly at Snape's impatient expression in the mirror, while Grindelwald on the side showed admiration on his face.

Right——

Why are they all looking at this old man with such admiration? There is definitely nothing fishy going on between them, but that damn Newt Scamander.

"How are you doing over there?"

"what--"

Grindelwald came to his senses and looked at Dumbledore, begging for mercy.

"Right away."

"Mom—are we not going in?"

An elegant and noble lady was holding her child's hand, and standing next to her was a celebrity who often appeared on TV. His respectful look could not hide his arrogance.

He looked at the dilapidated door with some disdain. Through the wide gap in the door, he could see the messy lawn and dilapidated walls inside, the whole place exuding a low-quality smell.

"Honey, do we have to come here?"

The woman gently touched her child's head and said, "Be good, let's wait here for a while."

Then he turned to the man behind him and said, "It's up to you whether you believe it or not. You can just follow your female friends."

The man remained silent. He knew that there was something mysterious about his wife, so he ran over eagerly. The woman he originally didn't care about had now become his last straw.

Robert looked for a long time but there was no wizard around, so he became puzzled and asked his capable subordinate next to him.

"Did you tell them the wrong place?"

The subordinate lowered his head in thought and shook his head blankly. He had almost forgotten what happened a week ago.

Robert smiled, and made up his mind that after recruiting a group of smart and capable Muggles, he would fire this person and choose the tallest one from the short ones.

This tall guy is not very tall, so he is really useless.

"Let's go over first." Robert decided to seize the opportunity in front of him. Regardless of whether they were here to find him or not, he wanted to get to know these people, show his abilities, and gain their support.

Large amounts of gold and silver are no joke.

Of course, this is just the way for low-level wizards to survive. If they were like the proud pure-blood families, they would not bother to mingle in the Muggle world.

"Hello."

Robert straightened his wizard robe, put his wand in the most conspicuous place, and walked over with high spirits.

Several celebrities came up to Robert and began to praise him sincerely and flatter him quietly, which made Robert very happy. In a short while, he told him everything about himself.

This allowed several celebrities to confirm Robert's identity, and at the same time, they began to weigh the not-so-strong wizard in front of them and the possible opportunities in that house.

In the house that everyone was thinking about, Vernon and Penny sat quietly on the sofa, while their son Dali was leaning on the window looking at the crowd around them.

"Mom, I've seen him. He's my favorite basketball player. I want to go out and get his autograph."

"You're not allowed to go."

"Wife, are we still going to stay here? Such powerful people have come to our doorstep, we should receive them out of courtesy."

"You're not allowed to go."

Penny was very clear that this honor did not come from her, but from the boy who had lived in the stairwell of her house for eight or nine years.

Not to mention politeness, the relationship between them and Harry is so messy. They dare to ask for things that do not belong to them. One day, they will spit it out themselves.

The money Harry sent was kept carefully by Petunia. There was a hint of longing in her eyes and her mood was very complicated.

The younger sister who was jealous and envious at the beginning actually left this umbrella of protection for her, an incompetent sister, so long after her death.

Robert outside the door began to feel elated. With the praise of everyone, he used an unlocking spell to open the door. However, the woman dissuaded him and rushed straight in and kicked open the door of the villa.

The woman, holding her child, fell behind the crowd.

"Mom, aren't we going in?"

"Child, wait."

As soon as Robert pushed the door open, he was hit hard. Everyone around him lay on the lawn. A thin wizard wearing a black wizard robe, with sharp eyebrows and a huge guttural nose, stepped on Robert's head with a sinister look.

"What are you going to do—"