Harry Potter and the Rebirth

"Well, yes, he was originally——"

Harry's explanation was interrupted by an old voice.

"Harry, I knew you were here."

Grindelwald was wearing a black wizard robe, with gray hair flying behind him, and Rosier was no longer behind him.

"Teacher." Harry called softly.

"Ugh."

"What kind of game are you and Headmaster Dumbledore playing?"

Ron was still on guard at first, but when he felt the familiar aura and peaceful attitude between the two sides, he let down his guard. He looked towards the Black Lake and saw a round head popping out of the lake not far away. It was Gryffindor.

"There has been a change of plans and I haven't had time to inform you."

"The headmaster attacked me." Harry said with a little grievance, acting like a spoiled child to Grindelwald, his words revealing unfamiliarity.

Grindelwald laughed as if a child was angry, but Harry was indeed still a child, and the red-haired boy behind him had been standing there, looking a little at a loss in front of him.

"Put your things down and go look around. I'll bring Harry to find you later."

Ron pointed at his nose and when he was sure there was no one around, he walked back obediently under Harry's gaze. He couldn't walk yet, so he walked around the lake as a form of exercise.

"Shouldn't Ron know?" Harry looked at Ron as he walked away with a little regret, but he didn't expect that the person who actually couldn't know was himself.

Ron walked to a small grove not far away. The grove was very close to the boundary of space. It was originally part of the Forbidden Forest, but was later divided into the Black Lake. Dumbledore said that it would help preserve the integrity of the ecosystem.

A person suddenly appeared in front of him, she was an elegant and calm white-haired lady, Grindelwald's most capable subordinate - Rosier.

Ron was a little surprised. He turned his head to look at the two people who were chatting happily not far away, and then looked at Rosier who suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Hello, are you looking for Mr. Grindelwald? As you can see, he is not far ahead."

"No, child, I came to see you."

"Me!?" Ron was obviously a little surprised. What was going on?

Under Harry's feet, the silver liquid split into countless thin threads, which stayed close to the soil under the cover of the grass, avoiding countless insects and ants. Following Ron, he also saw Rosier hiding not far away.

Harry listened to Grindelwald planning his and Dumbledore's grand blueprint, but his heart felt cold for a moment. It turned out that he still cared about my identity.

The silver substance is like a miniature camera, which can transmit part of the sound and image back to Harry's mind in real time. This is the gift left to him by Harry from that world. As for its authenticity, Harry has verified it many times during his recovery and found that he is indeed very powerful. The people who made this plan did not expect it.

Ron, will you hide this from me too?

Grindelwald noticed that Harry was absent-minded and thought that today's events had caused him great psychological fluctuations.

"Harry?" Grindelwald felt a little guilty, remembering what he and Dumbledore had done to this child -

"exist."

"do you understand?"

Harry came back to his senses and repeated word for word what Grindelwald had just told him.

In general, the intention was to make Harry leave Hogwarts temporarily, and then create the illusion that Grindelwald and Dumbledore had become enemies. In order to make it more realistic and convince more people, Grindelwald had to do some things after meeting Harry.

"Those beads—"

"We are currently dealing with the matter of the round beads. We originally wanted to make all the facts public so that they would all know that this unscrupulous act was done by our enemies."

"But now it's me who did it." Harry said in a harsh and slightly sarcastic tone.

"It's just for now, Harry. You have to know that people who believe in you will always believe in you. We took a lot of effort to bury a few nails, but then we lost contact. This incident is far more serious than the disaster brought about by the pink mist. It is almost the root cause of the demise of the wizarding society."

"so?"

Grindelwald continued to explain, "The person behind the scenes is very aware of this matter. You are not the one involved, but in reality you have been given this name."

"Wouldn't he be happier then? Someone would cover for him and block all the bad reputation."

"From a certain perspective and in a certain sense, yes. But in fact, there are many people in the wizarding world who are ready to make moves. Strictly speaking, they are not bad people, but they are definitely fools who crave power."

"So I am like a magnet for wizards with these special purposes? And then I will screen the people now again."

"Yes, the person behind this leaked this information, he must also want to strengthen his own strength and then disintegrate our current alliance."

"But isn't it just as he wished? You and Dumbledore have indeed separated on the surface."

"This is to make them believe that you are no longer in league with Dumbledore. After all -" Grindelwald was a little speechless, "your family, Ms. Petunia -"

"So you're going to spread the word about this?"

Grindelwald was silent. He really had to lose face to say this to Harry. Such grown men, nearly 200 years old in total, yet they asked a child to sacrifice so much, and even after the child had sacrificed, they didn't even treat him honestly.

Especially this child, he trusts them very much.

"Oh." Harry's attitude became particularly cold, "I'll take care of it." Then he turned and left.

Not only that, Dumbledore did not respond to the news brought back from that world. When he was just recuperating, I thought he had other plans, but I didn't expect him to be so decisive.

Perhaps his biggest goal is to expel him from Hogwarts. Spreading his bad reputation will also make most wizards who don't know the truth no longer believe in Harry.

Just like his soul in his previous life contained fragments of Voldemort, he is now more deeply connected with the destructive boss behind the disaster. In a sense, they are the same person.

From the moment he saw that person, Harry knew he couldn't stay with his friends for much longer. Who would believe it? Who dared to believe it?

At this moment, the world is so big, but it seems that I am the only one here.

Grindelwald did not chase after him, for he knew that with his student's quick minds and keen observation, he might have already understood his and Dumbledore's true purpose.

From the perspective of most people, there is a time bomb buried in their own safe fortress. According to Snape who returned, the disappeared Sirius turned into a purple bead, and Harry from that world also gave him something.

Ron was still standing beside the grove, motionless.

The moment of judgment had arrived. Harry silently retracted the silver thread and dispersed the fierce aura around him. Then he returned to his normal state and looked at Ron with a slight smile.

"Why don't you walk further away?"

Ron swallowed and looked around. Grindelwald had disappeared. He didn't say anything and just kept walking forward, holding Harry's sleeve.

"what happened to you?"

"Can we get out of here first?"

"it is good."

A glimmer of hope rose in Harry's heart, like a salute with the fuse lit before the night-blooming cereus bloomed.

Leaving was also very simple. This space was originally designed and laid out by him, Gryffindor, and Dumbledore. The entrance and exit were very easy to find. The return of the silk thread allowed him to see clearly again the traces of the flow of magic around him.

They stepped out of the space and came to a deserted Gobi Desert. The sky here had turned light pink, and the surroundings were both clear and blurry. A gecko with a broken tail was crawling slowly, and after sensing the presence of a living creature, it hurriedly fled under a rock.

"What the hell is going on, Ron?"

"Have they monitored you?" Ron said in a very low voice, almost under his breath, and a strange smile appeared at the corner of Harry's mouth.

"How is that possible?" Harry pretended to be completely trusting.

"Can you cast a few spells? I have something to tell you."

"What are you doing? Really." Harry could hardly hide the smile on his face.

Then, looking at the man he had recognized as his good friend, he recounted in detail the scene of his meeting with Rocher and the conversation between the two parties.

"How is that possible? They definitely wouldn't hide anything from me."

Always stand by Harry's side, no matter what. Hermione's words not long ago were still fresh in Ron's mind.

Seeing that Harry obviously didn't believe it, Ron became anxious. He shook Harry's arm and patted his chest, "I swear to God, what I said must be true. I doubt--"

Ron stopped talking. Obviously, attacking a friend's most trusted teacher behind his back was not a commendable behavior, but it was the fact.

"She asked me to supervise you and gave me a slogan, saying that someone would come to pick me up wherever I went. Isn't that nonsense? How could I betray you and work with her?"

"Aren't you afraid that what she said is true? I am actually the big boss, and I will kill you the next moment." Harry showed a vicious expression, and his transparent and bright green eyes turned into a bottomless pool.

"I can judge for myself who you are." Ron slapped Harry's wand away with some dissatisfaction, and it was indeed very easy.

He dug out a small bag from the package and opened it while mumbling, "I don't know how Fred is doing in there? But how did you know someone would come? Fred won't be angry, will he?"

"Good fellow, I knew it was you two. But you two have learned a lot from George and me. You are definitely good at playing pranks."

Fred patted the thin layer of silver clothes on his body. It was really a magical thing that could cover up the breath of a living person, and then hid himself in the storage bag.

In fact, the moment Harry approached him, he already knew who it was. All he had to do next was go with the flow. However, he didn't expect that Harry would be so ruthless.

"But having said that, I am a little confused about how things turned out today."

Fred touched his chin, his stomach growling, and licked the corner of his mouth.

"I'm a little hungry. Can anyone give me something to eat? And some water."

Ron put the bags on the ground and kicked away a few geckos that were crawling over. "Go away, there's nothing you want here."

After only a short while, he was already sweating profusely. "Wait for me to look for it for you. There are quite a lot of things. But where is this place?"

He was a little curious.

Harry stared at the two geckos that were kicked away. The silver threads disappeared into the sand in an instant, and then quickly crossed the beach. There was almost no life underneath, and a few animals could occasionally be seen in the shade on the surface.

Geckos make up the majority of them.

Fred excitedly took the still hot sandwich and the drink in a small can, eating and drinking it happily, "Sure, kid, where did you get all these weird equipment?"

Ron had a strange look on his face. On the way to the Great Hall this morning, when he went to the infirmary, Madam Pomfrey stuffed one into his hand, Professor McGonagall stuffed one into his hand, and even Snape stopped him, looked at him for a long time, and just told him to keep it well and not throw it away.

Hermione

Ron was a little depressed. She was not around. They had been apart for a long time. Bah, bah, bah! He shook his head vigorously. Why did it feel like he was talking about an old married couple? He and Hermione were not at that level.

"Of course someone thought I was cute and gave it to me out of kindness."

"Slightly..." Fred made a face, then pretended to be disgusted and started jumping up and down. The endless hot desert could not stop his passion for acting.

Harry frowned, "After we finish eating, let's get on the road quickly and leave here quickly."

"What's the matter? Is Harry in any danger? It's really strange. Didn't the newspaper say that the outside world has been occupied by monsters and it's impossible to breathe, let alone survive? Even the elite team of Aurors that was sent out lost more than half of them."

Ron paused for a moment, "It seems safe here."

Fred finished his food and drink in a few bites, then looked at the crumpled paper cup and said, "What should I do with this? It's in pieces—"

The paper cup was cut into several small pieces. Fred used the Transfiguration spell and they all turned into huge stones. Ron kicked them twice out of curiosity, and then he was shot in the head by his brother.

"Your feet are really bad."

Fred looked at his few perfect performances with some heartache, and then saw them slightly deformed at this moment.

"Let's go!" Harry collected all the silver threads. They had already fallen into the territory of the monitor lizards. Those were not geckos, but the descendants of the monitor lizards.

This place is almost surrounded. Harry alone cannot protect Ron and Fred. He must leave here immediately.