Harry Potter and the Rebirth

Kowen was suspended in the air and glanced at Bai You secretly. He looked at the ball of light with interest. There were several figures in it, and they seemed to be having a tea party.

Corwin suppressed his curiosity and looked inward. He found that he had lost part of his memory after returning from Kodosdoriz. The survivors said that he seemed to be a different person at that time, but he immediately returned to normal.

It was indeed that memory.

Cowen couldn't find the answer. He knew he had no one to discuss things with. He hated Harry Potter so much that he was confused and didn't know why, so much so that he had no social circle of his own.

Oh, maybe there’s someone out there who knows what might be wrong with him.

Dudley, he seemed like a pretty easy guy to get along with.

Kowen reported to Bai You and then flew away.

Bai You waved his hand to show his agreement. He stared intently at the picture on the screen, which showed an exquisite manor with many servants serving here. Their strength was almost as good as Lucius's. Bai You's perspective was exactly Hermione.

Hermione was completely unaware that she was being watched. She sat somewhat stiffly on a white rattan chair. The sun was shining brightly, the grass was green, white butterflies fluttered by, peacocks spread their feathers in the distance, and the water droplets splashing from the fountain reflected colorful light.

Malfoy sat on the chair opposite, chatting with Hermione in a casual manner, trying not to make the scene dull.

It was surprising to see the two of them sitting together so peacefully.

Draco had never imagined that he would be able to live in peace with Hermione one day. He found it particularly magical to think that the Minister of Magic in his previous life was now sitting uncomfortably in front of him.

"Do you know what Harry and the others are doing?" Malfoy asked.

"They seem to..." Hermione closed her mouth tightly. She was not sure whether this matter needed to be kept secret. She changed the subject, "I'm not sure either."

Malfoy opened his eyelids lazily, "You don't have to hide this from me. They have now arrived in a distant eastern country and are holding talks. My father has already rushed over."

As expected, Malfoy talked about his dad every other sentence. When Hermione thought about the outrageous rumor in the school, which now seemed to be showing some signs of coming true, she couldn't help laughing.

"What are you laughing at? Okay, it's almost time. You know I don't need your tutoring. After today, we'll just be well. I wish you a happy summer vacation!" Malfoy then stood up, showing his intention to see him off. Hermione felt a little embarrassed. She thought of her parents, and endured the shame of being driven away. Her face flushed, she pursed her lips tightly, and walked towards the door without saying a word.

"See you off." A house-elf wearing a scarf suddenly appeared next to Hermione. "Miss, I'll see you off."

"it is good."

Bai You couldn't feel Hermione's emotions, but he could feel the embarrassment of the scene. After peeping for a while, he was surprised to find that the person he gave the order to was actually Hermione. This was very useful.

Bai You became playful and used his weak control over Hermione to constantly bewitch her mind.

Why is he so arrogant——

Why do wizards enjoy such good treatment?

Why is it that the Malfoy family, who have always prided themselves on being pure-blooded, can also gain Dumbledore's attention?

Why did my parents have to suffer such a disaster?

This disaster seems to have been brought by Harry Potter, why should I hide and clean up his mess?

Tiny bits of evil whispers filled Hermione's mind. Her chest kept rising and falling. When she was almost at the door, she used the last bit of her remaining rationality to slap herself hard in the face.

There was a crisp sound of "Snap", causing the servants on the lawn to look at each other in confusion. Draco also stopped and turned around in surprise.

"No, is it unnecessary?" Draco didn't know what the purpose of this operation was, but he knew that Harry had asked him to take care of Hermione before he left. This, this, this, he felt a headache.

He asked the elf to teleport him to Hermione's side, and looked at Hermione's red and swollen cheeks with suspicion.

He did not continue to speak, which would have made the little girl more embarrassed. Instead, he took her to the castle and said as they walked, "I don't know any healing spells. I have called the family doctor. I won't ask you why, but you can't walk out of the door with this face. I can ensure that the people in the castle will not leak the news, but there are so many eyes outside watching-"

Hermione was in a daze, the pain in her body intensified, and she couldn't hear what Draco was saying until her body reached a critical point and tinnitus appeared, and then the whole world turned dark.

Narcissa saw this scene when she came down the stairs of the castle. She quickened her pace and was very surprised. She looked at the little girl lying on the sofa with red cheeks and a very obvious slap mark. She frowned and looked at Draco with a reproachful look.

"This, this, this is not me. I won't attack a woman." Draco defended himself in panic.

"I don't doubt you. My son can't be like this. What happened to the little girl? Did someone bully him?"

The family doctor rushed over and used a cool healing spell to soothe the redness and swelling on Hermione's cheeks. During further treatment, he discovered that Hermione was mentally abnormal and reported the situation to Narcissa and Draco who was present.

"You mean there might be something wrong with the soul?"

"Yes, there is a strange power in this young lady's body that is constantly changing her physical condition. This is one reason. The second reason is that her soul is covered by a shadow. My medical skills are not very good, so I can only explore this far."

"Okay, thank you sir."

The family doctor stepped down. He was proud that he could find one of the first few strong supports among wizards in such troubled times. At the same time, the work was leisurely and the salary was good. He would definitely do his best if there was a chance to show his abilities. What he said was not an exaggeration. It was just that their family had inherited a skill of recognizing souls.

Draco trusted this person very much, and he began to turn his suspicion to the pink mist that appeared very frequently in Hogwarts.

Could it be that Hermione was controlled by those things just now? That shouldn't be the case.

He told Narcissa about his suspicions, and after getting her support, Narcissa picked up Hermione and then came to Lucius's office, where an ice-blue flower was suspended.

The two men looked at Hermione, and when they saw that there was no unknown gas coming out of her body, their expressions became more solemn.

"Should we take her to St Mungo's?" Draco suggested.

"No, there is no one in the hospital who can handle spiritual matters. At least we have professionals here."

"What do we do now?" Draco said anxiously.

Hermione came in safely, but couldn't walk out safely, and he couldn't explain to Harry.

"You find someone to bring Hermione's parents over, and write to Dumbledore and Harry to tell them about Hermione's situation. Soul -"

Narcissa chewed on the word carefully. The soul was the most difficult problem. She thought of an event in the past, with a distant look in her eyes. The poor woman who turned into a snake finally became Voldemort's pet.

"I will write to Snape first. Let's act quickly and discuss it after your father comes back in the evening."

"it is good."

Bai You was a little angry and even more unhappy. This little girl was too cruel to him. And how could there be anyone in the world who could notice his behavior? It seemed that he had to find a way to catch it or kill it.

Harry, who was far away in Qingcheng Mountain, was walking side by side with Zhou Fu on a path in the mountains. He felt very strange getting along with her ever since he saw her and Harley sitting on a stool together in Lofitt's memory, and she seemed to be the capable subordinate chosen by the split soul in the past.

"I think there's something wrong with you."

"Oh?"

"That aura on you has become much stronger. I can only tell you that ordinary travel through time and space is not good for your soul. It may even risk festering in the legend."

"Thank you, that's very clear. But I want to know why you know all this? And why did you call me here?"

This is a question that has been buried in Harry's heart for a long time. He has been full of doubts since the first time he saw Zhou Fu's extraordinaryness.

"Well, maybe I should tell you. But now is not the right time. You don't know me yet. When you know me, you won't have to ask me anything anymore."

"Don't I know you now?" Harry asked.

"Is the envelope I gave you gone?"

Harry touched his chest and could only feel a thin piece of yellow talisman paper. He asked curiously, "How did you know?"

"I don't know. I am just a part of history. If it's not me who gives it to you, someone else will. You will eventually reach where you should go through various means."

"May I ask what you know?"

Zhou Fu turned his head away and quickened his pace. "Come with me. You probably won't come here again. Before that, I'll give you a small gift from our native land."

She obviously didn't want to answer.

Harry was a little discouraged, but then followed her. What on earth was she going to give him?

crunch--

The sound of branches being stepped on and broken, Zhou Fu had already walked a few steps forward, but she seemed not to hear it. Harry turned around and found a corner of robe that had not been hidden in time beside the road he came from. Who was following him?

Ron? Cedric?

"What are you looking at?" Zhou Fu asked from a high place.

"Nothing, nothing. I just stepped on a branch and broke it, and kicked it down. I don't know where it fell?" Harry subconsciously hid the person who was following him.

Lockhart, who had become a fool and lost a lot of memories, was still counting shells out of boredom. At this moment, he suddenly felt something behind him patting him gently on the back.

The experience of disappearing made him extremely afraid of being attacked from behind. He stood up hastily and saw a small thing.

Yes, it was that little thing, crystal clear and emitting blue light, but it was not even one eighth of my height, with a strange shape, as if it did not belong to this world.

"It's really strange. Why are there so many people in this guy's head recently?"

"You're so cute." Lockhart broke out in a cold sweat and forced himself to give the most sincere admiration. The blue light in the little guy's hand slowly went out, as if he had been coaxed.

"You are a man of good sense. I wanted to kill you, but because you were so obedient, I reluctantly kept you as my servant."

At this time, another ray of light ran out from Lockhart's soul body. It looked exactly like the little guy in front of him, but it was green all over.

"You broke the rules. We are not allowed to appear in front of these people. I will report it."

"Hahaha, when you report, please write your own name as well."

Oops--

Xiaolu ran down excitedly, but he was just angry for a moment. In addition, his house was almost broken down, so he was in a bad mood to begin with.

"Who the hell are you?" Lockhart wondered, but the two little guys ignored him. Instead, they put their little heads together, discussing something. Then two pairs of round eyes stared at him. Lockhart had a bad premonition, and he desperately called out to Harry and fled in panic.

Harry frowned. Why were these guys so noisy?

"What are you standing there for? Come here quickly." Zhou Fu called out.

Harry didn't find out who the person who was following him was. He wanted to tell Zhou Fu, but for some reason, he still couldn't open his mouth.

The two of them had now reached the cliff, with a forest in the distance. The sunlight was shining through, and the rosy clouds covered the rushing sea of ​​clouds with a layer of rosy clouds.

"Are you here to show me the beautiful scenery?"

"No, I'm here to take your eyes."

It was like a stone hitting Harry's head, making him a little dizzy.

"What?" he shouted in disbelief.

"I'm talking about your eyes. I want them." Zhou Fu was still the same as usual, extremely friendly and trustworthy.

Harry's heart was instantly tightened, and he lost his vigilance towards Zhou Fu. Due to his past experiences, he had already regarded her as his partner. He trusted this place too much and did not raise his guard at all.

How could this be possible? He kept asking himself, somewhat incredulously.

Harry couldn't Apparate because the special power here restricted the wizards' abilities. His Adam's apple rolled down quickly and he broke out in a cold sweat.

"Haha," Harry smirked, "Are you kidding me? Where's the gift? Where's the gift?"

Although his tone was very normal, he still clenched his wand and took a few steps back. In terms of strength, he believed that he was stronger than most wizards in the world.

But facing Zhou Fu, Harry even began to think about jumping off the cliff. What are the chances of him surviving?

"I'm not kidding, Harry, I really am doing you good, you can't keep your eyes."

Zhou Fu was very excited. She forced Harry to move forward, and the two came to the edge of the cliff.

"You really have to believe me. In my past experiences, I actually had countless opportunities to die, but I didn't do it."

The language is very pale and not convincing at all.