HP Feathered Serpent Rebirth

Knockturn Alley, UK:

Harry came to a sparsely populated corner of Knockturn Alley, took out the disappearing cabinet, cast a spell of fascination, looked around vigilantly, put on the cloak of invisibility, opened the door of the cabinet, and got in.

Hogwarts, here I come.

Hogwarts Library, UK:

"Tomorrow..." Draco raised an eyebrow, "Okay, I'll go now."

Bryce wiped his nose, "Well, Draco left us again."

"..." Nott shrugged, "Pansy, are you done writing your thesis?"

"Well... almost, do you want to see it?" Pan Xi nodded.

"Learn from it." Nott took it with a smile.

Room of Requirement:

"Hmm..." Harry opened the door of the disappearing cabinet, adjusted the invisibility cloak, and concealed his magic power and Feathered Serpent physique.To be on the safe side, he also cast a disillusionment spell on himself.

"The Marauder's Map..." Harry took out the map Snape had received from the Weasley twins, "Then...my Harry Potter adventure at Hogwarts begins."

【Don't let that Malcolm, Snape and Haibo see it. ] Xu Dela reminded.

【Hmm...Malcolm shouldn't be able to find out; if Sev...the map is with me, he shouldn't be able to find out either; ] Harry replied thoughtfully.Now that I have come to Hogwarts, even here, Albus Dumbledore and Gellert Grindelwald will find out, right?

Dumbledore is because he is the headmaster of Hogwarts, as for Grindelwald - the former Dark Lord is more capable than Voldemort.

【Harry, I really don't understand why you take the risk. 】Hydra shook his body helplessly.

[I wonder what Hogwarts would be like without me. 】Harry hooked the corners of his mouth and walked towards the door.

[Then, let me give you a hint. 】 Xu Dela said.

[What is it? ] Harry asked curiously.

[Tomorrow, there will be a Quidditch match. 】Hydra replied pretending to be mysterious.

"..." Harry raised an eyebrow.

[It’s still Slytherin versus Gryffindor. 】 Xu Dela continued.

[Then... I must go and see it. ] Harry said with a smile.

Day [-] UK Hogwarts Quidditch Pitch:

"Gryffindor is on the field!" Lee Jordan, who is still serving as the commentator, shouted, "William (emm...see the previous article for details), Bell, Johnson, Spinnet, the Weasley brothers and Wood. This is The best team at Hogwarts!"

Lee's words were drowned out by boos from the Slytherin side.

Harry, who was watching the battle wearing an invisibility cloak, smiled. Gryffindor was the best when he had himself in his previous life. As for now...

"The Slytherins are in too, led by Captain Flint. He's made some adjustments to the lineup, it seems more about size than skill—"

The booing from the Slytherins grew louder.

Harry shook his head, what Lee said was indeed reasonable, who knows what Flint was thinking at the time.

"The two captains shook hands!" Ms. Hooch said.

Flint and Wood stepped forward and shook hands tightly, as if they wanted to crush each other's fingers.

"Get on the broomstick!" said Miss Hooch, "three-two-one-"

"Well..." Harry watched the game with great interest, Gryffindor lost himself, the Seeker was obviously not good, but the strength of the others should not be underestimated.

Compared with Gryffindor, Slytherin's cooperation is better, and it seems that Draco also gave Flint a little advice-Slytherin is now far ahead.

But the calm didn't last long—

"A dementor..." Harry said slowly, looking at the dark sky.

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—————Sand Sculpture Theater—————

An's daily suspicious life↓

Have a meal:

An (#`O'): Mom, what is this stuff?

Mother o(≧mouth≦)o: Huh?I don't know either, just give it a try.

An ("▔□▔): ...

Attend class:

Class teacher: Come on, copy the knowledge points twice.

An (>_<): Oh, shit!

After a while...

Class teacher o(*￣▽￣*)o: Has anyone already finished copying it?

An (raising her hand while writing): I...

Class teacher ⊙[-]⊙: Then you don’t need to write.

An (#°Д°): What?

Class teacher (#`O′): I said you don't need to write!

A certain An Cong (艹盘艹): I'm done writing all the fuck!