Harry Potter and the Rebirth

A giant beast with bared fangs and claws tried to break out of the cage of oblivion, but was buried by layers of time and space and pushed back.

The centaur was frightened and broke out in a sweat. In that instant, he wanted to find out what the generation gap was, but an eye appeared behind him. The moment he opened his mouth, his life would be over.

The centaur shook his head and took a few steps back in fear. The horse's tail shook violently, showing its owner's uneasiness. "Go back. I have nothing to tell you. Young man, don't let curiosity ruin your life."

"Sir, sir, no one else knows this, and your clan is the only one in this world who may know something about this. This matter is really very important, so please be merciful and show some mercy."

The centaur saw the bright light from the wand in Harry's hand, and knew that if he couldn't explain clearly today, he would not be able to leave safely, so he could only sigh.

"It's not that I don't want to tell you, but I can't."

Harry was silent. His remaining sense of morality told him that he could no longer force this centaur, whom he had never met before. However, the remaining unwillingness made him still hold the wand in his hand and never put it down.

Harry and the other three in spirit state rushed over because of the light on Harry's wand, and saw the two men on horseback confronting each other.

Due to Harry's violent emotional fluctuations, the silver substance leaked out a little, condensed into a small pool on the ground, and then crushed the green grass.

This breath——

The centaur was shocked and frightened. He involuntarily wanted to surrender to Harry. His body was out of control. He knelt on his front knees and crawled completely on the ground.

Harry's anger was extinguished. He looked back and, after sensing a familiar feeling, he ran to the centaur and helped him up.

"Although I want to know what happened during that time, you shouldn't be like this."

The centaur was silent, with a fierce battle going on in his heart. Then, after a long time, he slowly spoke.

"Although I can't say it, there is someone who must know. If it's you——"

The centaur looked Harry up and down, then put the divination tool Harry gave him into his pocket. "This is the fee for you to get the information, and the fee for my leading the way."

"If it's me, then what's wrong with that?" Harry keenly caught the centaur's implication. What's so special about him? He looked down at the pool of silver liquid under his feet and took it back into his body.

I don't know when these things came into being. They are as smooth and easy to use as if they were a part of my body. There is no sense of awkwardness at all.

“It’s because of these.”

Harry raised his left hand, and a small silver fountain emerged from his index finger. The silver liquid splashed everywhere, and then obediently returned to his body.

The centaur nodded heavily. The sky was getting dark, and the light in the forest was even more difficult to see. "Time is running out. I will take you there before dark and explain everything to you on the way."

"Okay." Harry nodded and looked at the endless forest. A lot of changes had taken place here. The area had expanded, but it seemed that there were fewer living things. The Bowtruckles that loved to live in trees were nowhere to be seen, and it was even harder to find invisible beasts. Occasionally there were some small spiders and green snakes. It was nothing like the Forbidden Forest in his previous life.

According to Muggle theory, the bigger and deeper the forest is, the bigger and more ferocious the wild animals hidden inside will be.

Watching the two of them walk away, Hermione asked Harry beside her, "Should we follow him? Do we need to go back to Hogwarts and wait for him to come back?"

"He knows we are here, but he didn't say anything. Besides, I also want to know why this guy came here so mysteriously. We still have about three days, which is enough time."

Hermione nodded and looked at Professor Snape who was frowning and thinking about the castle ruins he had passed through before. If he was not mistaken, unicorns lived in them.

But why do unicorns, who belong to the forest, live in an abandoned castle? What is it that makes them afraid to step into the jungle?

Are the Centaurs really the same tribe that signed the contract with the founder of Hogwarts? Harry told three other people about his experience in the underground, in which he described the horse at the altar that sacrificed itself to pass on this small civilization, but why did Harry's body not feel any different? Instead, he in this world had changed.

These mysteries trapped Snape's steps. His sixth sense told him that if he gave up looking for the truth, he would give up the only chance to save the world.

Lofitt was very curious. He had been in Hogwarts for such a long time, but he seldom went to take a look at the Forbidden Forest. It was as if someone had cast a large-scale magic in everyone's mind, making them deliberately ignore the forest that was so close to them.

In the distant castle, next to the headmaster stood the old man who looked like Dumbledore. The two stood by the window, looking at the endless green forest under the gray sky.

"Do you think Lord Potter will find the truth?" the headmaster suddenly asked.

"You actually told the Lord, didn't you also hold out hope that he could find out the truth? Why are you asking me now?"

"I really want to find out what happened during that time. How did our space come about? Why did Hogwarts become like this inexplicably? It was clearly not like this before." The principal's tone was full of heartache. This was a concern for every principal. It was like this for him, and the same was true for Samuelson.

On the first night after becoming the headmaster, they would be brought to a wonderful fantasy world, where Hogwarts was a completely different scene. There was no life-and-death struggle, no law of the jungle, but only various little guys fighting for food on the table, two naughty ghosts fighting non-stop, the professor's headache of deducting points, and then a peaceful final exam. More importantly -

There are still a few seniors in Hogwarts who are still obsessed with it, but the current Hogwarts——

In the hazy forest, the fog was heavy. A lizard climbed up a rough tree trunk and stared at the rows of ants carrying food upwards. Its slender scarlet tongue flashed by and several small ants were sucked in.

"We have to speed up our pace, otherwise we won't be able to get through before dark."

"Can't we get through after dark?" asked Harry.

"When it gets dark, a strange thick fog will rise in this forest. Only fixed locations will not be affected. If you are in the thick fog, your personal safety cannot be guaranteed, even for the most powerful wizard."

"you--"

"Many people in our tribe disappeared in this way. It took decades to learn such a painful lesson."

Harry closed his mouth and remembered what the headmaster had said to him at the dinner table. It's not that the professors in the school didn't want to, but that they couldn't. Most of them couldn't get close to the forest. The giant guarding the entrance could only stay there for a long time because of his race. Even so, he only sat at the very edge.

Harry, who was in soul state, was in a mess as he was surrounded by fog. Looking at the endless and extremely similar forests, he remembered the centaurs who were massacred that day. They lost their pride there, and were embarrassedly paired up with unicorns, and obediently gave up a large piece of land in the jungle.

Many memories are complex and diverse. Some flash by, while others leave a vivid mark and then disappear instantly like smoke.

They came to a relatively open forest with a gurgling stream in the distance. After walking a few more steps, the view suddenly opened up. Looking to the left, they saw a stream flowing from afar and then pouring into the distance, dividing the entire forest into two.

When did such a huge river appear in the forbidden forest?

"Cross the river and walk a little further, and you'll be there."

The river was very calm and its water was green, about the same color as Harry's eyes, and a little darker near the banks.

"Let's Apparate to the other side," Harry said.

"I don't know your wizard's spells. Is there any way you can take me there?" The centaur was obviously expecting something. He looked at the small boat tied not far away and didn't open his mouth to remind Harry.

"Hmm..." He grabbed the centaur's arm with one hand, and in just a moment, the two of them appeared on the opposite side. Crossing the space with a person was as common and easy for him as drinking water.

The centaur opened his chin, swinging the bow and arrow in his hand left and right, very excited, "You can do it, you are so good--"

"Okay, let's stop talking nonsense." The moment he stepped into this land, Harry was surprised to find that the thick fog seemed to have disappeared and was blocked on the other side, like a transparent barrier dividing this place into two.

There were four figures in the thick fog, two tall and two short. They appeared for only a moment and then disappeared. Harry smiled, it seemed those guys were following.

Ma Ren'an was leading the way in front. He also found that this place seemed very clean and everything was very clear. Looking up from here, he could actually see the blue sky!

This is really incredible.

Hermione took a deep breath and smiled contentedly, "Harry, this place is really different. I feel very comfortable here. I can even feel the magic in my body stirring. Where on earth is this?"

"I'm not sure either." Harry shook his head. He looked at himself in front of him, and then at the centaur beside him. Is the centaur really trustworthy? Is the other self a little too naive? Is this confidence in his own strength, or is it that he has not considered other aspects?

"Harry, we have entered another dimension now, right?" Lofitt suddenly spoke.

"Probably," Harry replied.

The two were still walking quickly in front, and the centaur even allowed Harry to ride on his back, giving up his pride, which was absolutely incredible behavior for such a race.

Harry refused decisively, and then walked faster. The trees here were planted in a very regular pattern, and did not seem to be formed naturally. The distance between each tree was neither too close nor too far, and their branches and leaves did not cover the sky, leaving gaps for sunlight to pour down. This place seemed to be full of dandelions, and there was a breeze wandering around in the jungle, carrying its seeds to all places.

These small white umbrellas swayed slightly in the air, and a series of them fell onto Harry's wizard robe.

"Clean up--"

Those things didn't move at all. Harry frowned. What the hell were these things?

not good!

He quickly took off his clothes, revealing the white shirt underneath, "Armor to protect you!"

The small umbrellas that were floating leisurely just now hit the barrier like bullets, and then began to take root inside without giving up.

Harry moved to the side. The centaur next to him was still smiling foolishly. He had no thoughts of his own at this moment. He didn't know when, a few small white umbrellas fell on his hair. The small umbrellas took root on his head and now bloomed into small yellow flowers.

Dandelion - this plant again.

Harry shook his head. In many key scenes, these guys were just like embellishments. No one could imagine how much lethality these seemingly gentle and harmless things could have.

"He seems to be in danger. Let's go closer and take a look." Harry in soul state suggested.

The other three nodded and followed.

Hermione stretched out her hand and wanted to touch it, but was decisively scolded by Snape, "What are these things? We haven't figured it out yet, so don't be too curious."

Harry turned around in spirit form and smiled, "I had forgotten about this—"

"Don't worry, I've been prepared." Luo Fit interrupted, and the other people suddenly realized that they had actually been in a large transparent ball without knowing when, and the dandelions seemed to be able to feel it and were densely spread outside.

"What are these things? Why can they even attack us?" Snape frowned.

What on earth is this? This question appeared in the minds of both Harrys at the same time. Maybe we should send something else out to take a look.

Harry secretly opened a small gap in his shield and released a string of silver liquid, which then turned into a small snake, winding and circling on the grass. A dandelion came over, but it did not sense any information from any creature, so it floated away leisurely and followed his large army to attack the outsiders.

"Oh, who are those two reckless guys who broke in? They are quite strong."

On top of a mountain in the forest, there were two guys, one blue and one purple, sitting on the ground, surrounded by densely packed poisonous snakes.

"Who cares? It won't be long before it becomes nutrients for the little guy."

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"How long do you plan to take to deal with that group of wizards? It's really noisy. It happens every few years."

"You really have the guts to do this, and you still blame me. If it weren't for the master's order--"

"Okay, I get it."

clack.