Harry Potter and the Rebirth

"Ouch, stop pecking me." Sergei angrily put the quill on the parchment, looked at the stupid bird and cursed.

Fox tilted his head innocently as if he didn't understand, and then pecked him hard again. One of the few hairs on his head finally fell off his head, as if it could no longer bear the heavy expectations of its owner and the huge attack from the outside world, and slowly floated down.

"Oh no--"

Sergei roared in despair, knelt on the ground, and caught the falling hair with both hands. Although magic seemed to be omnipotent in this world, some things still had some minor flaws.

He once spent a large sum of money to buy the Porter family's hair growth agent from the UK. However, when he excitedly rubbed it on his head, the few hairs he already had quickly fell off, leaving only a few strands.

This is also the reason why he remembered Harry Potter so clearly.

The silly bird flew into the air and laughed at the top of its lungs.

Sergey ran around the office chasing the silly bird.

There was chaos here.

Night had fallen and the entire castle fell into silence. Few students were as keen on breaking the rules as the Weasley twins at Hogwarts.

The students here are almost all very obedient and return to where they should be every night.

So are there any professors patrolling the castle?

Harry, Harry was led out of the room quietly by Lockhart. The three people who stayed behind, with the help of Lockhart, worked together to make two dummies to prevent their sneak attacks.

If this place is a splendid, elegant and exquisite art palace during the day, then it presents a completely different look at night.

There are more nesting dolls on the castle.

Feeling uneasy, Lofitt pulled Harry's sleeve tightly, threatening to take Harry away if anything happened. Both of them were instantly covered with a layer of armor and cast a body-changing spell.

Various situations during the day showed that these nesting dolls obviously had a certain degree of consciousness, which was undoubtedly used for supervision.

Harry patted Loffitt's hand.

In the long and dark corridor, there are two Russian dolls guarding in front of each door. They have different expressions, some are laughing, some are scolding, and some are very sad.

"Were there so many when we came here during the day?"

"No." Luo Feit answered with absolute certainty.

"Flickering light--" Harry deliberately controlled his magic, and then a faint light appeared in the area.

Two people gathered in front of a nesting doll, one meter away from it, and observed the differences between the dolls.

Under the light, the milky white color that was originally close to human skin color turned into the pale white mixed with wall gray.

His rosy lips turned into a bloody mouth, and his eyes became vivid, staring at the person standing in front of him with some curiosity.

Luofitt was quick-witted and cast a transparent barrier on his body.

Sure enough, the next moment, "Hello, guests from afar, may I ask what can I do for you? I am happy to serve you."

After saying that, it seemed to see clearly that there were two people standing here. The whole body swayed slightly, and then split from the middle, the body suspended in the air, and layer after layer of nesting dolls were untied.

Harry swallowed his saliva. During the day, these things were shining on Ron's head. According to his later description, when he saw that dark place, he always felt as if he was about to be ripped open and eaten.

"No, thank you. We just want to appreciate the beautiful night view of this school. Please go ahead, please."

The separated dolls of different sizes seemed to have lost their minds, and a dozen dolls surrounded Harry and Lofitt in the middle.

"How can I help you, sir? How can I help you, sir?"

Endless and never tiresome.

The two of them decisively Apparated away from here, leaving the doll trapped there alone, shouting the same words over and over.

The dolls on both sides of the corridor began to shake, and they seemed to focus their attention on Harry and Lofitt.

It's simply impossible to move forward.

The two men returned to their resting place in dejection, but the dummies that belonged to them alone had not yet been completed.

Ron felt that drawing a noticeable scar on Harry's forehead was the most important part.

Cedric argued with him, he thought there was no need to make a fake person, it was just an excuse Harry gave them to stay here and not go out and wander around, so he was unwilling to do it.

Lockhart enjoyed making handicrafts. What was the excuse? He was unwilling to take risks. This decision was exactly what he thought.

But they both returned soon.

"What's going on out there, Harry?"

"There are many nesting dolls outside the door, watching closely. If we stay in one place for too long, they will be alerted. Even if we cast a body-changing spell, it will not work. We don't know this castle very well, and it's not easy to Disapparate."

"That's not good. We've alerted them right after we got here. We should stay for a few more days and get familiar with the structure of the castle."

"Then let's go to bed first."

Before he could finish his words, Fawkes suddenly appeared beside Harry, with Mr. Basilisk still entangled in his claws, motionless at this moment as if he was asleep.

"Fox?"

Fawkes nuzzled Harry's face, leaving behind a few phoenix feathers before disappearing again.

It came very suddenly and went away very quickly. Harry looked at the hot feathers in his palm and realized that what had just happened was not an illusion.

"What news has Dumbledore brought?"

"He should be here soon, so let's be patient." Harry touched the feather, and the heart that had been hanging in his throat fell back into his stomach.

Dumbledore is here, and that makes everything easier.

At this time, Sergei's office became a mess, and he sat on the ground with a gloomy expression. A clock appeared out of thin air, pointing to twelve o'clock.

The round professor turned into a standard sphere. On the sphere was a picture of a weird old man with a very gloomy expression. Then the office fell into silence.

The entire castle fell silent, except for Harry and a few others. From the inside out, the castle had become an exquisite work of art. If it were placed in modern times, it would surely be priceless.

The freshly-baked nesting doll cracked in the middle, and a small nesting doll jumped out from it, then jumped out of the office and jumped to an unknown place in the distance.

Fox is back.

He had good news and bad news, but Dumbledore had no time to listen to either.

He was supposed to set off immediately, but he looked at the sphere that suddenly disappeared in the sky. He saw the trusting eyes of several professors beside him, mixed with Snape's slightly mocking gaze.

Dumbledore is now in a state of panic.

But now there are more urgent things to do. He needs to rush to the newly built wizard gathering place. Lucius is waiting for him in the bar.

There were some minor problems at work outside, and Dumbledore looked up. Although the sphere was gone, the whole space was still bright.

All the ghosts of Hogwarts came out at this time, their eyes revealed regret, but they only communicated among themselves, and no one revealed a single word to the outside world.

"McGonagall, please hold them steady first, I'll be right there. Fox, let's go."

Fawkes flew to Dumbledore's shoulder and pecked the hair on his head. There was a flash of fiery red fire, and Dumbledore disappeared from space.

Professor Meow Meow stared at the people who were watching the excitement. Even several professors could not withstand her power and returned to the castle obediently.

One of them, a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts who had just arrived at Hogwarts, came over.

"What do you want, Mr. Georges?"

"Oh, Professor, I just want to ask you a question. Since I just arrived, I haven't taken over some of the work yet. Professor Lockhart has already given the theoretical part of the final exam for the Defense Against the Dark Arts course. But he hasn't set the standard for the practical part. What should I do for this part?"

"Oh——" Professor McGonagall's expression softened when she heard it was about work.

"For this, you can randomly select two teaching contents according to the difficulty of the textbooks for each grade and ask them to cast a spell on the spot. But if you have your own ideas, you can also do it your own way. There are no rigid restrictions on the exams here."

Georges had a look of sudden realization on his face.

Professor McGonagall added, "Of course, the examination papers for students taking the Ordinary Wizarding Level Examination and the Ultimate Wizarding Level Examination are all set by the Ministry of Magic. You can just go and get them when the time comes."

Georges nodded obediently, and finally followed Professor McGonagall into the castle.

He cherished this hard-earned job opportunity very much. As for the so-called question, Lockhart had explained it to him before he left.

This conversation is just to bring the two closer together.

When Dumbledore was not at Hogwarts, McGonagall was the default headmaster of Hogwarts.

Georges always felt that the sudden death of his old headmaster, Gilbert Fontana, at Hogwarts was full of doubts, and he did not trust the official explanation given by Hogwarts on the matter.

He decided to let them ignore his identity as someone from that school and truly accept him. He wanted to investigate the ins and outs of the matter, and at the same time, take good care of his grandson, the only remaining bloodline - Elliot.

Snape watched the two of them walk into the castle. He sneered at the young teacher's courtesy. He did not forget that this guy was recommended by Grindelwald and came from Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

Before Dumbledore, his old boss had never shown mercy to people whose identities and motives were unclear.

Snape felt that Dumbledore was raising a tiger to harm him, but unfortunately he could not resist Dumbledore's insistence. However, he would stare at this inexplicable man.

Now some of the unstable factors in Hogwarts have been taken away by Harry. Dudley is gone, and Zhou Fu also hurriedly went through the procedures for leaving his school a few days ago. I heard that he returned to his hometown.

Lockhart, whose personality had changed a lot, and Loffitt, who was suddenly brought in by Dumbledore, were both taken away by that boy to a distant place to carry out a mission.

And the red-haired giant from the Weasley family -

At this time, Nott, who was hiding aside, took advantage of the fact that there was no one around and came to Professor Snape.

"Ok?"

Understanding what Snape said, Theodore quickly explained, "Professor, I found some clues."

The two men immediately came to a remote place.

Hogwarts returned to its tranquility. The death of one or two people, the departure of the sun outside, and the appearance and disappearance of Headmaster Dumbledore did not seem to cause any big trouble here.

They are all focused on the upcoming final exams. After all, this may be a critical juncture that determines their future and whether they can stay here.

Who wouldn't want to stay at Hogwarts? Are you kidding me?

At this time, the Weasley twins were writing furiously in the library. They took advantage of Madam Pince's absence and began to sigh. Looking at Hermione who was studying hard and burying her head in the book, they began to sigh again.

He kept mumbling to himself, one moment he envied Ron for not having to take the final exam, the next moment he started asking his little sister how her review was going.

Percy had no choice but to separate from his girlfriend, and came over to the two of them, giving each of them a slap on the head.

Madam Pince happened to come back. She didn't hear the Weasley twins' quarrel, but saw Percy seemed to stand up from his seat and play with his brother.

She frowned and Percy returned to his seat dejectedly. Every time the twins came, they couldn't help but laugh, but then they were warned by Madam Pince's eyes.

Hermione looked up with amusement, then buried her thoughts in the book again.

What was placed on her desk at this moment were not the subjects for the final exam, but the books she had read since the first day of school.

A history of Hogwarts.

She asked many people, even Dumbledore, but no one knew where the complete book was.

She didn't find any clues in the open area of ​​the library, so she asked Professor Lockhart for an autograph to enter the restricted area. Under Madam Pince's stern gaze, she walked through every corner but didn't see the book she wanted.

With Zhou Fu's help, he entered Ravenclaw's small library, but did not find any unnecessary records.

It was as if the history of Hogwarts had really become a period of school history, and no one could find any trace of those blank parts anymore.

But Hermione didn't believe it. To be more precise, she believed it even less after meeting Lofitt.

Such a person is full of mystery, and from some information revealed by Harry, he is inseparable from Hogwarts.

Hermione closed the book on the desk, put it back on the original bookshelf, and left in a hurry.

There was another place where Harry said there were a lot of books, but it was too messy and filled with all kinds of miscellaneous items.

Hermione decided to go check it out.