Harry Potter and the Rebirth

Dumbledore was silent for a moment, feeling sorry for the unknown young man.

This is almost an indisputable fact.

But this result obviously made him unwilling to believe. Who killed him?

He collected the wands of the people present, checked them one by one, and traced back the spells that had been cast in the past.

The traces of the snakes were too obvious. Apart from Slytherin, which student had multiple snakes as pets? This matter was vaguely related to Harry, which was why Dumbledore was unwilling to think about it deeply.

Let's stop here.

He seemed to have made up his mind and patted Lupin on the shoulder. "I think you should know what to say, Remus."

Lupin was not at all surprised by this decision. Not far away, Hagrid was leaning against a big tree, and the little golden unicorn rubbed his knee.

Hagrid squatted down and stroked its back.

The people from Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry came and demanded an explanation in a threatening manner. Many of them even proposed to leave and return to their original campus.

Several old men with white beards came over aggressively, shouting, "Dumbledore! You need to give us an explanation."

They checked the entire school and found that one student was missing, and in this moment of turmoil, the principal and one of the professors disappeared.

There were some rumors that two little kids from Hogwarts came over, and then the headmaster took them out and they haven't returned since.

No one knows what happened.

If a person dies, almost everyone has a very sensitive reaction, either fear, depression, or simply uneasiness.

Several old men with white beards stopped four or five steps in front of Dumbledore.

There were a lot of people around just now, so it was okay to just shout what they said, but if one really had to face Albus Dumbledore alone, no one would have the courage to do so.

One of the old men stood up and said in a softer tone, "Mr. Dumbledore, can you tell me what happened last night?"

Time passed very quickly. It was shrouded in darkness just now, but now it is sunny and bright. The whole forest seems extremely bright. The strong light penetrates the fog and disperses it all. It is like the sunrise and the clearing of the forest mist.

Dumbledore sighed and said with some regret, "I think we need to ask your headmaster, Egilbert Fontana?"

The lawsuit is going on here. Are they really worried about their principal? Or do they want to gain an advantage and some benefits in this confrontation?

Elliot was really worried about his grandfather.

His grandfather was now locked in a separate room. Madam Pomfrey came out and shook her head, with doubt and confusion between her brows.

This made Elliot's heart rise to his throat, and he clutched Seamus' hand tightly. Neville hurried over, he had only heard that his roommate was here.

But he was stopped outside and could only look at Professor Flitwick, looking at the little wizard who wanted to join in the fun with a half-smile.

"Professor, what happened? I heard that two of our students went to the school over there and were attacked."

The Weasley twins enjoyed this kind of excitement very much. They sang and danced not far away, attracting many people's attention, and gradually the crowd gathered together.

Peeves suddenly appeared at this time, holding several huge water balls in his hands, and threw them at the crowd fiercely, with feces balls mixed in.

A strong, extremely pungent smell instantly spread throughout the corridor.

But there were a few people who didn't know how to live or die and wanted to dry their clothes, and the flames were blazing!

This was almost about to turn into a major accident. The hot air caused the molecules to move violently, spreading the odor outward. The odor that spread away from the water had a tendency to ignite immediately under the extremely high temperature.

An explosion was imminent.

Finally Professor McGonagall arrived, followed by Snape.

These are definitely the two most authoritative professors in the academy besides Dumbledore, and also the most feared and admired.

The Weasley twins decided to quit while they were ahead.

The gathered little wizards fled like birds, or went into the classroom nearby and pretended to study hard, or perhaps they broke through Flitwick's defenses, took a look at the crying Elliot, and left contentedly.

Snape caught a few Gryffindor students and deducted 30 points from them under Professor McGonagall's almost cannibalistic gaze.

Mag couldn't do such a thing, so she could only hold back her anger and comfort herself.

I'm afraid we won't be able to win the Gryffindor House Cup this year, but there's probably no point in winning the House Cup at a time like this.

Well, there are.

Professor McGonagall walked and thought, and came to Elliot's side, slowly and gently led Elliot over, squatted slightly, and hugged him.

Gently stroke his back.

"Good boy, don't be sad. This is an adult matter. Your most important task now is to go back to the dormitory and have a good rest."

Eret's emotions, which had been suppressed all night, suddenly burst out and he cried bitterly in Professor McGonagall's arms.

Tears soaked her chest. Mag looked at her tenderly, without any trace of her usual stern expression.

Seamus's favorability towards his dean soared.

"Simo, I allow you to take a leave of absence from class this morning. Take him back to the dormitory and take good care of him."

Although Mag is gentle, she is firm and does not tolerate rejection.

Elliot took one last reluctant look at the door, then left with tears in his eyes.

Looking at the two little brats, Snape was about to speak when he was interrupted by Professor McGonagall, "Severus, I know what you want to say now, but there may be more urgent things to deal with now."

Madam Pomfrey had walked away without knowing when. McGonagall and Snape pushed open the door and raised their wands cautiously.

The overall tone of the room is white. It is spotlessly clean and the layout is very simple, with a chair, a bed and a table, which is very new.

At this time, Fontena was lying quietly on the bed, his gray hair almost disappearing in the background wall, and his cloudy eyes revealed that he was nearly a hundred years old.

"Mr. Fontener."

Mag conjured up a chair and sat down, then looked inside and sat behind her.

The conversation was led by Mag.

"We are actually very curious about your motive for doing this. Who was the person who left the school with you last night?"

Snape was behind McGonagall, looking at Fontenay with a slightly threatening look, while shaking the transparent potion in his hand.

This is their backup plan. If soft tactics don’t work, they’ll use hard tactics. It only takes three drops to make people speak out their inner thoughts.

Vonnet suddenly laughed, he naturally saw Snape's actions.

McGonagall turned her head and looked at Snape with a bit of reproach, then said in a calm tone, "You have made an indelible contribution to the development of Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and you have also trained more than a dozen generations of young talents. We heard about your heroic deeds when we were young, and we -"

Fontana interrupted McGonagall and said, "You don't have to continue. I already know your attitude. I will wait for Dumbledore to come and talk to him in person about the specifics. Don't worry, I won't play any tricks."

Snape snorted coldly. He would never believe this guy.

How can a man who wants to kill two little girls of the same age as his grandson be a saint with high moral standards?

"The matter has been exposed. I am very grateful to you for keeping it a secret for me, but please contact Dumbledore if you want to know the truth. I hope he can arrive before I die."

This tone seemed to have predicted his own death, and he acted very calmly.

How can a person be both brave and fearless and yet be afraid of death?

"Okay, we respect your wishes."

Mag stood up, and the remaining chairs turned into a bouquet of bright and juicy flowers, which she gently placed on the table beside her.

Snape strode out of the room. He didn't want to stay with this hypocritical old man for another second.

"and many more."

Fontana called out to Mag as she was about to leave the room.

"Ok?"

"You are a good person, a real good person."

Fontana stared at Mag's clothes, and there was a spot that seemed to be soaked with tears.

He just knew that his grandson was outside. He neither opened the door nor spoke a word. Instead, he listened quietly to his intermittent sobs.

Mag is a good witch. She feels at ease leaving Elliot here. The system of collective responsibility, where the children are implicated for the crimes of the fathers, is not practiced here.

Mag nodded and said softly, "I will take good care of him."

When Dumbledore created this space, he did not move Azkaban up here as well, so for those extremely evil and unforgivable wizards, the only way out is Avada Kedavra.

So do I count as one?

Mag left, and Fontana got off the bed, stepped barefoot on the floor, stared at the bright sunshine and laughter outside, then collapsed on the ground, tears flowing down his wrinkled skin and into his gray beard.

As for the remaining three people, Harry and Zhou Fu woke up early, and Professor McGonagall came to see them at noon today.

There was no point deduction nor harsh criticism, just a long sigh, which made the two people want to stick their heads into the crack in the ground.

Maybe it wouldn't be too much to deduct 100 points from each house, and then Snape came.

He looked at Harry with disappointment, feeling deeply that this well-behaved girl was led astray by Harry. When he thought of Harry, the arrogant Prongs and messy-haired James would appear around him.

This made Snape feel even worse.

If you are in a bad mood, there will naturally be ways to relieve your depression, so Ravenclaw and Slytherin gloriously dropped by 50 points.

In addition, according to the school rules and regulations, two Gryffindors, Ximo and Elliot, did not sleep in the middle of the night and sneaked out of the dormitory, and they were each deducted 25 points.

Hufflepuff woke up and it was daybreak.

Cedric, who was walking outside, sneezed violently, as if someone was talking about him.

They were now walking in a place full of modernization, an industrial civilization created by Muggles in just 200 years.

The cyberpunk style shocked everyone who came here.

Pity.

Anyone who comes here will have the same feeling.

If such a civilization is allowed to develop smoothly for decades or even hundreds of years, how can wizards be its opponent?

Cedric thought a lot as he felt a mixture of complex emotions of relief and regret.

Every time you open your eyes and see the world, you are reshaping your own values, which is painful and long.

Now they are going to experience the tools of Muggles and take a specially made plane under the guidance of the Muggle military to a fertile land in Country M.

"Harry, why don't we Apparate?"

Ron was a little afraid of heights. He held Harry's arm fearfully and walked up the stairs tremblingly.

"The distance is too far. If you use it too many times, your body will lose its reserve magic power. If you encounter an emergency, you will fall into a low state."

Ron turned his head and secretly glanced at Lofitt who was following behind him.

"What about him? Isn't he pretty awesome?"

Luo Fit felt the gaze coming from the front and looked back with a smile.

Ron swam away quickly like a fertilized fish.

"This actually represents the attitude of us wizards. We are willing to cooperate with the military."

Ron nodded as if he understood, and looked at Harry with some admiration as he saw his resolute expression. He didn't know when, but the little friend of the same age as him had already grown into a trustworthy towering tree.

"Who is that guy?"

I remembered Bai You who confronted the first Dark Lord Grindelwald but was not at all inferior.

"He, he should be our enemy."

"He's obviously an enemy? Then why are we still meeting him in such a friendly way?"

Ron thought of the seemingly unusual relationship between him and Harry, and his hand holding Harry's arm suddenly loosened.

Harry was a little surprised and looked down.

"That's because we now have bigger problems to solve."

At the same time, Angel, who was still sleeping in the Hogwarts infirmary, suddenly heard a system voice in his mind.

"Ding - Congratulations to the host for successfully unlocking the Desperate Alliance."

Desperate Alliance

Those people lit the fire but could not control it. The green grassland seemed to have turned into a raging sea of ​​fire overnight.

This pink mist that causes biological mutations has just begun to show its power.

There are biological mutations inside, occupying the space where people originally lived. There is time and space disorder outside, and travelers are arriving one after another. This world, which has turned into a sieve, cannot last for a few years.

This is far contrary to the original plan.

At this moment, the man outside the earth was looking at the chaos on the earth, the broken passages around him, and the space that was leaking like a sieve.

The men behind him began to panic. They looked at their master in front of them with doubt and astonishment. The armor on their bodies had turned from an absolute aid into an absolute cage at this moment.

The man turned around.

Looking at the four men who fell down, he laughed happily.