Harry Potter and the Rebirth

What happened next was a natural progression. Harry expended a great deal of energy, using up half of the silver substance in his body to protect them tightly, then put them into a space bag and tied it tightly around his waist.

Ron took out a broom from his bag, and Harry sat behind him, and the two flew in the long and narrow corridor.

"You were just too impatient just now. Look, don't we have transportation here?"

Harry just smiled bitterly and gently leaned his head on Ron's back. "Follow the thread. It will find the way ahead for you. The exit is not far from here, but you will pass by an underground river. You have to be careful of the monsters in it, but as long as you fly high, you won't make any mistakes. I'll take a nap first."

"what?"

Ron was a little caught off guard, and then he noticed that Harry behind him had become quiet, obviously exhausted.

The silver substance seemed to have life at this moment, and it had its own consciousness when its owner was asleep. It turned into an arrow pointing forward, and then a big smiling face appeared to express its mood.

What kind of magical magic was this? He scratched his head, tied Harry's body to himself, grabbed the front of the flying broom with both hands, lowered the altitude, and finally flew out quickly.

Behind them, Robert followed secretly. He touched his rumbling stomach and knew he had little strength left in his body. He was frightened by the decisiveness of the two men in front of him. It was not the kind of heart that a child of this age should have.

Do you want to follow him?

Robert hardened his heart and decided to give it a try. If he didn't find any living creatures this time, he would have to die here. Relying on his familiarity with the terrain here, he arrived at the so-called underground river that Harry mentioned in advance to wait for the two men.

Ron was flying in the air. He did not see the high-tech Muggle weapons or rockets that Harry mentioned along the way. There were only endless ruins. The magic power in his body was being depleted bit by bit. The light was getting dimmer and dimmer, and he could feel the moisture in the air.

The sound of flowing water is particularly loud in this space.

We're almost there. Harry said that after we find the underground river, we'll just keep flying upwards along the river bank, and if nothing goes wrong we'll emerge from the cave.

As for where they would end up, Harry didn't say, he just asked Ron to have a good rest there.

"Oh my god!" The national essence came from not far away, greeted Merlin many times, and then was hung up by silver silk threads in an extremely strange way.

This was a thin adult man, with an odd red eye socket. The skin and flesh on his body seemed to be separated. Two teeth next to his mouth grew out abruptly, pointed like a vampire, with residual meat strands clinging to the teeth.

What must he have eaten raw?

Ron immediately became alert. "Who are you? Why are you lying in ambush here? What is your purpose?"

Harry behind him was still sleeping, his chest rising and falling slightly, and the hot air coming out of his nose constantly proving his presence.

"I'm a wizard with little magical power. I just want to get out of here and escape alive." Robert acted pitifully and told Ron how he had to eat raw rat meat, gnaw loaches, and even eat dirt here.

"Aren't you in the same group with them?" Ron asked suspiciously.

"No, no, definitely not. Although we were in the same group before, we later went our separate ways. I don't agree with their approach."

If this person could eat mice, earthworms, and even scorpions, then why were the other people unwilling to eat them? Ron had no way to prove that this person had not eaten human flesh, nor was he able to prove that this person had done something so unscrupulous.

"Follow this underground river and go upwards," Ron pointed in the direction, "and then you will leave from here. Haven't you ever tried it? Why do you want to stay here?"

"Me." Robert's eyes rolled around, and his greedy eyes were fixed on the flying broom under Ron. This was a good thing.

Ron himself also noticed the deep malice that the man opposite him unintentionally revealed.

There was no point in talking to this person. He had already shown him a way to survive, and the rest depended on his own fate. Ron rushed up again, then lowered himself, and when he was about to reach the surface of the underground river, he rose up and rushed forward quickly.

Robert was still tied up with silver silk thread, unable to move.

"No, don't leave me here alone, let me go." He roared at the top of his lungs, alarming the creatures in the underground river. This made him a little frightened, "No, no, no!" Even though he was tied up like a dumpling, he still struggled hard.

The water surface returned to calm, and then a fish jumped out, landed on the shore, took a look at Robert, bit off one of his feet, and then jumped back.

This is the reason. Robert once sacrificed countless companions to this river, hoping to find a way to escape. Watching them struggling and being eaten by the fish by the river, he felt extremely fortunate in his heart.

But now, the silver thread seemed to have realized that Robert was no longer in danger, and it slowly faded away from his body and disappeared in a flash.

"Ahhh—I hate you, I hate you!"

"Good luck in your next life!" A young man suddenly appeared from the darkness, stabbed the sharp knife in his hand into Robert's chest, and blood gushed out instantly, splashing all over his face.

The boy licked his lips excitedly, gripped the handle and turned it 180 degrees. After seeing Robert scream, he became even more excited.

"Go down to the river with my father. She will be glad to see a brother like you."

"You, you, you are not dead, hahahaha." Robert laughed with some despair. He recalled his contradictory life, which was both good and not completely good, and bad and not satisfying. "Well, well."

Robert then died unwillingly.

There was something complicated in the young man's expression. The strong hatred supported him to lurk in the dark, but he unexpectedly discovered that this person insisted on a certain bottom line, which made him not hate him thoroughly enough.

"That's it, that's all."

The boy didn't even look at the man. He stood on the river bank and blew a whistle. The fish instantly jumped out of the river, with blood in its mouth that had not yet been washed away.

"Come on, Xiao Ba, let's go." Xiao Ba couldn't leave the river bank for too long, "Let's catch up with the two wizards ahead."

Just like a bamboo raft, the boy rode on the head of the big fish with his legs immersed in the water, his upper body tightly hugging the fish's head and his head raised. In this extremely strange posture, he moved rapidly in the underground river, watching the light in front of him getting closer and closer.

Soon caught up.

The two wizards in front seemed to be a little weak, and it seemed that they were much younger than himself.

Just now, because he was too far away, the boy could not see clearly. He hid in the dark and could only see two short wizards who killed all the beasts and rescued those who were imprisoned. This made the boy look at the two wizards with new eyes. It turned out that seeing is believing, and not all wizards look down on Muggles.

The boy held on to a glimmer of hope and followed his little Eight closer and closer.

In fact, he already knew the way to leave here, but he didn't want that group of people to get out alive, so he had to stay here and play with them slowly. What's more, they were numerous and powerful, and in most cases, he could only rescue one or two people.

At this moment, a silver lightsaber suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. It was the thing that had tied up Robert just now.

"I mean no harm, I really mean no harm." The young man shouted loudly, but the silk thread did not listen to his explanation and tied him up again neatly.

Xiao Ba fled back to the bottom of the river in fear, but out of loyalty to his master, he still followed closely the boy who was tied up like a dumpling.

"Why is there another one?" Some light appeared not far away, almost illuminating the entire space and almost eliminating the uneasiness in Ron's heart.

He looked at them with a headache, seeing people popping up one after another. When he and Harry were checking just now, there weren't so many people.

Forget it, never mind. Ron fed him some food, and under his grateful gaze, he blocked his mouth with a silk thread. After making sure there was no threat, he put Harry next to the wall, took out a huge plastic mat from his pocket, covered it with a blanket, took out a folding tent, and tried to cast a Silencing Charm and a Muggle-Repelling Charm around him.

Seeing the young man frowning and the cricket pupa lying on the ground, as if he was uneasy about something and even wanted to leave here urgently, Ron touched his chin. This should be a Muggle, no doubt about it.

Never mind, just have a good sleep and wait for Harry to wake up.

Ron carried Harry into the tent and went in himself, leaving the boy alone outside. When he saw that there was no one around, the silk thread began to change like flowers, pulling out Xiao Ba who was lurking in the river, throwing him hard into the sky, and then falling heavily into the water.

Controlling the boy's body, he began to tap dance, left and right, enjoying the stage with no one paying attention to him in the deserted and dark cave.

"Master - what are you doing? You are laughing so happily."

Qinggang stood quietly by the side and asked with a dazed look.

"Come here, come and see."

There were two mirrors next to Harry, one showing a dim cave, the other showing the scenery at the foot of the mountain. Several teams had gathered here from all directions, and now they finally met, creating a unique scene.

Qinggang knelt down, curled up into a ball, and then turned into an enormous anaconda. There was a white diamond-shaped patch on its tongue, which added a bit of clarity and holiness to its gloomy image.

"Master, I will go meet them."

"it is good."

Harry looked at the black and white chessboard in front of him. He gently picked up a black stone with both hands and blew away the dandelions floating in the air. The silk thread began to rush out wildly, passing through the green hills that he had just walked through, and then tied up a dandelion in the shape of a human being.

Qinggang's heart tightened and he turned around to beg Harry for mercy.

"Long time no see, you are still so naughty."

"Hey, I knew you would come back to find me, but you took too long."

"Okay——"

Seeing Harry's gentle expression, Dandelion stepped forward a little too aggressively, "I followed your instructions, but who would have thought that the two brothers would treat me like this."

While the little dandelion was complaining, Qinggang felt the temperature suddenly drop, making him shiver with cold.

"Do you have anything else to say?" Harry's voice sounded softly behind him.

"No more, no more."

Qinggang rushed out as if he was running for his life, as if there was some man-eating monster behind him.

"Hahaha, Master, look how scared he is. And who is this guy? He's so ugly."

The big snake at the side resisted the urge to provoke and show its teeth, and curled up into a mosquito coil obediently, allowing Harry to get closer more comfortably.

"Nothing, you did a great job on this."

Harry's tone was indifferent, as if he didn't care about anything and all the people in the world were his chess pieces.

This made the little Dandelion a little scared. She sat obediently aside and didn't dare to say a word. She looked at her master's chessboard quietly and then became fascinated.

At this time, a voice sounded from beside my ear, "What have Qinggang and Ziluan done in the past few years?"

"They seem to have a secret, Master."

"Then do you know what it is?"

"Of course I know this. They can't trust me more."

"tell me."

The mosquito coil behind Harry curled itself up even tighter. Even though it considered itself a cold-blooded animal, it still felt that its body temperature was too high at the moment.

"They seem to have their own space, where they grow all kinds of flowers and plants."

“Where do the seeds of those flowers and plants come from?”

"Master, I provided it."

"Where are you from then?"

"Didn't you give it to me, Master?"

Harry was stunned. The chess piece in his hand fell onto the chessboard with a crisp sound. The controlled little Dandelion hit her head heavily on the chessboard and she fell asleep.

"Did I give it to you—"

He looked at his hands, left and right, and blood suddenly surged on his hands. Countless lives had passed through them and then quickly flowed away.

"So, it's me—"

At this moment, Harry seemed to understand what kind of person he would face in another world.

People are born hypocritical. Even in their own diaries, they will lie, whitewash their mistakes, put themselves in a clean position, and blame others.

I feel the same way, right?

The situation at the foot of the mountain was on the verge of breaking out. The girl from the host family quietly slipped into the team and then disappeared. A wizard hurriedly ran over to tell the guy the next morning.

He suddenly panicked and quickened his pace. He also sent many people to search during the day, but there was no news.