Harry Potter and the Rebirth

"Healed as before——"

The warm orange light completely wrapped the little boy's bloody body, like a cocoon, wriggling slightly, and the huge ball of light was placed by Harry against the wall.

Another line of words appeared in the air.

"Send him to the school infirmary."

"There is no infirmary at Hogwarts now," Harry replied, which was also something that shocked him very much.

"So if someone gets hurt, what should they do?" The handwriting in the air began to change again, a little sloppy, revealing the owner's state of mind.

"Just like him, it's okay if he's alive, but if he dies he will be thrown outside." Harry said lightly, and the ball of light slowly disappeared. The boy inside was sleeping peacefully, his face was rosy, his chest was slightly rising and falling, and there was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth. It was obvious that he was having a good dream.

The handwriting seemed to be frozen there, without changing for a long while.

"By the way, I have something to ask you. Wait a moment." Harry's figure disappeared from the room, and the next second, Zhou Fu and Harry knocked on the door. They received reliable information that Lord Potter was inside and had met with the Weasley family. He also had contact with Bai You.

"Sir, can we come in?"

No one in the room responded.

"grown ups?"

Dong, dong, dong, there were a few more sounds. More and more people gathered outside. They all stared at the two selected knights. They were appointed by Lord Porter himself, but now they seemed to have angered Lord and had not entered for a long time.

The gaze behind her was too intense. Harley squeezed Zhou Fu's hand and gritted her teeth. The two looked at each other, pushed the door open, and isolated the group of people outside.

"Sir, I'm sorry——"

However, the room was empty and the two girls breathed a sigh of relief. They couldn't let them know, so they decided to stay here for a while before leaving.

"Hey, what's going on there——"

They saw a little boy sleeping against the wall. There was a big door next to it, which seemed to lead to some secret place.

"How did he get in? Why is he sleeping here again--" Harry asked puzzledly.

Zhou Fu's observation was more careful. She looked at the little boy's clothes. Many places were torn and the edges were soaked with blood, but the skin inside was intact and his complexion was very good. He must have been rescued by someone. And the fact that he was rescued here meant that Lord Potter had taken action.

She told Harry her analysis, and Harry nodded repeatedly. "You are worthy of it." She patted Zhou Fu's shoulder, turned her head to the side, and looked at a painting on the wall.

"Why do I always feel that something is wrong here?" There was a very familiar feeling. Harley swallowed the second half of the sentence and she felt a chill on her back.

"Huh? What did you say?" Zhou Fu stood by the window and looked down. He saw Lord Potter standing on the lawn, talking with the headmaster. The atmosphere between them seemed unpleasant, even tense.

"Let's go down quickly." She pointed out the window to Harry, then ran away. The classmates at the door had already dispersed.

"What the hell is going on?"

"how could I know?"

Harry, in soul form, and the other three people passed through the wall and floated to the bottom. Because the silver color was somewhat conspicuous, Harry had a hard time and had to possess some people from time to time, slowly approaching the center of the storm.

Harry, who was at the center of the crowd, saw that the crowd was gathering together. He exchanged a glance with the headmaster with whom he had just quarreled, and the two of them disappeared from where they were tacitly.

Although his attempt came to nothing, Harry in soul state did not feel regretful, because the discussions of some people around him had already brought him a lot of gains.

"It is said that Lord Potter is very unhappy that the guy is gone."

"Who?"

"Who else? The one who is weak, fat as a pig, with thin hair, and looks like a watermelon with grass on it."

"You mean that fat pig? I don't know how Lord Potter fell in love with him."

"I heard that his origins are mysterious. Even the headmaster himself couldn't find out where he came from. There is no such person on the Muggle registration list on those mountains."

"Hey, what's his name?"

"It seems that there is a pronunciation called 'da', but I forgot the exact pronunciation."

"Whatever, whatever, let's prepare for the final exam quickly if we are at the bottom."

The two people who were talking shuddered all over, revealing expressions of extreme fear and terror.

After hearing the descriptions of several people, Harry's mind flashed with the image of his cousin, but he shook his head. How could it be possible? How could his cousin appear here? No -

Thinking back to the world in this world and the one I came from, the characters seemed to correspond one to one, so it was not strange that Dali was here, not to mention that he also played a significant role in the other world.

Could it be that this is the other thing I wanted to say? Didn't I find it?

He looked around. The crowd had gradually dispersed. Even the students who were crossing the lawn to the Black Lake were in a hurry. The huge willow tree on the lawn was still sleeping there. Its usually arrogant branches had not moved for nearly a thousand years.

What about the final exam they just talked about? Why are they so scared?

In the headmaster's office on the eighth floor, Harry slammed a book on the table and his face turned red.

"You have to give me an explanation. Where did Dali go?"

The principal was in a dilemma. He had so many things to do all day, how could he know the movements of every student? In addition, a huge change had occurred in those days, and many students were missing in the school.

"I really don't know, sir, please don't embarrass me anymore."

The portrait of Dumbledore on the wall winked mischievously, and he looked kindly at Harry, who looked angry, with a benevolent expression.

A bird flew away outside the door, and the principal went over and closed the window tightly. A layer of transparent film that no one could notice covered the place.

"Harry——"

"headmaster--"

The tense atmosphere between the two disappeared, and they hugged each other. They seemed to be very familiar with each other and had a very good relationship.

"What do you think of our performance just now?" The principal pinched his snow-white beard with a look of pleasure and a little playfulness.

“You can go outside and get awards now.”

"Hahahaha-"

"Did Dali really disappear?"

"No, he seemed to have taken some kind of drug, and his whole body became very strange, not like a human. He rushed out, and finally a soldier drove a carriage to take him away. I followed your instructions and followed him all the way, and finally stopped in front of a castle."

"Is it Hermann?"

The headmaster didn't say anything. He looked into Harry's emerald eyes with his cloudy eyes and nodded slightly.

"Okay, I understand. By the way, there are some things I need your cooperation with recently."

"Please give your orders, sir."

"Change the school's curriculum, and do it step by step."

"To what, sir?"

Harry touched his chin. In just a few days, he had grown a short stubble. "It's said that wizards must rely on themselves and practice diligently to improve their strength. Anyone who relies on external things will suffer the backlash."

The principal was stunned for a moment, "Okay."

"Also, find someone who can convince everyone to spread the news that the harm of the beads has been found out and that they can shorten a person's lifespan."

"But, but, we have been taking this thing for nearly a thousand years, and there is nothing unusual. Saying it so abruptly would be counterproductive." The principal said with some embarrassment. As one of the top people in the world, he already knew that after the great changes in the world, most of the caves no longer played their due role, and Muggles would only die if they entered, not be transformed.

Harry paced the room, then leaned over to the headmaster's ear, "You're doing this - this -"

The round bead inside his chest was glowing faintly, and the purple light penetrated through the bones and flesh of his chest and went straight to his heart.

Hogwarts fell into a deep sleep and everything seemed exceptionally quiet. There was no longer an administrator in the castle at this time, and the branch of the former administrators had officially joined the ranks of wizards. As for how their family changed from Muggles to wizards, it would forever remain a secret and no one would know.

Bai You lay on the bed, his heart pounding, and he recalled the moment he met the adults eight hundred times. The little boy walked out of the room safely, and was warmly treated by Ha Li and Zhou Fu. His situation changed drastically in an instant.

Weasley was showing off in the Gryffindor common room, swinging the token Harry gave him, looking very impressive. Hufflepuff had a new prefect, who was showing off in front of his classmates at night, ordering those Muggles-turned-wizards around. Cedric was leaning against a stone pillar with a smile on his face, and his little follower beside him seemed to be ready to make a move.

When Harry returned to the room, it had disappeared. After he felt that the part he had released was still in Hogwarts, he returned to the dormitory assigned to him by the headmaster and went to rest.

Samuelson and Hermann have already left. They still have a lot of things to deal with. The school is not a place to stay for long, and the patriarchs of the pure-blood families have also been driven out.

Hu Yide held the token given to him by Wes, and with a beautiful fantasy of piety in his heart, he traveled day and night in the dark sky and earth. He needed to achieve his goal. As long as he could achieve the goal, the path to achieve it was irrelevant.

Dali, who has turned into a monster, is running freely in the endless plain. He feels the powerful force coming from his hands. The usually solid soil is vulnerable in front of his claws. His body can also change into any form, but he has to experience endless pain every moment. Wumeng Mountain is connected to mountains beyond mountains. He wants to kill himself very much, but he can't do it.

Harry, in soul form, and three other people came to an abandoned house in Hogwarts Castle.

This room is very magical. Students outside come and go, but it seems that no one can see them. There is also a small house here.

If it were converted into the castle of the previous life, this should be Madam Pomfrey's school infirmary. Hermione was bored and moved her hands back and forth on the abandoned bed. Snape was floating quietly in the air with his eyes closed. Loffett was in a daze looking at the cold moonlight pouring down.

Harry stared at the silver object in his hand in a daze, thinking about the scenes that happened during the day. That guy left after saying a few words and never came back. What on earth did he want to tell us?

At this moment, Snape suddenly opened his eyes and slowly walked towards Harry.

"Potter."

Harry, who was still immersed in his own thoughts, was startled, "Professor, what's wrong with you?"

Snape pursed his lips in a rare gesture. "It's still the same question from this morning. What is your relationship with that guy?"

Hermione and Loffitt looked over.

"In a sense, we should be one person."

Snape remembered the purple bead on the man's chest, "He seems to have a magical bead on him."

"Oh?"

Seeing Harry's puzzled look, Snape expressed his guess, "That bead should belong to Sirius."

godfather--

Harry hadn't heard this name for a long time. The handsome face and the bright smile were still vivid in his mind. The pain he had deliberately suppressed was like a dam bursting, and the sadness poured out.

"Are you sure?"

Harry was rarely out of control, and grabbed Snape's sleeve, speaking incoherently, "Professor, is that true? You really saw the Godfather from above."

"It should be. I'm not sure, but if the other person is you, then the possibility increases greatly."

"I'm going to take a look. Don't wander around here."

Harry rushed out of the room after saying this.

He flew as fast as a bird in the castle, ignoring all kinds of physical obstacles. With the help of the silver liquid in his palm, he could sense the guy's location.

Before Hermione could even get a word in, she was pulled over by an unknown force. She felt speechless as she watched the walls, stools, chairs, ceiling, marble columns and tabletops moving across her body. She also felt speechless as she watched Snape, who had a look of despair on his face, and Loffitt, who had a look of jubilation on his face.

Harry was so anxious. He must have forgotten that his men could not stay more than ten meters away from him, otherwise they would be forcibly pulled over.

When he arrived at the door of the room, Harry took a breath and the sensation on his palm became stronger and stronger. He was very nervous and did not dare to pass this last hurdle.

He suddenly felt a strong resentment descending upon him.

Hermione suddenly appeared on the wall, looking particularly haggard, followed by Snape, but there was no sign of Loffitt.

"Hey?"

Hermione's tone was a little bad, or to be exact, very bad, her chest heaved violently, then she rushed to Halligan and hit him hard on the head, watching his eye sockets instantly turn black, blue, and swollen, then she waved her fist that was hurt and rekindled her smile.

"Okay Harry, please continue with what you are doing."

Harry covered his eyes helplessly, wanting to cry but unable to.