HP Feathered Serpent Rebirth

Hogwarts Headmaster's Office:

"How to decide?" The once silent principal's room was broken by the voice of the Potions Professor.

Potions professor Severus Snape, Hogwarts headmaster Albus Dumbledore and former Dark Lord Gellert Grindelwald are talking about Harry and the Goblet of Fire.

"I heard from Malcolm that he sent Harry a letter," Grindelwald said.

"Harry should come back and change the age line this time to above the third grade and not including the third grade." Dumbledore suggested.

"What if he doesn't come back?" Snape snorted coldly, "You can't do things you're not sure of—" He deliberately removed "Slytherin".

The principal's room fell into silence again, but after a while, it was interrupted by a knock on the door, "Father, Dad, can I come in?" Malcolm's voice came.

Snape froze for a moment, he... was greened? (cross out).

"Malcolm? Come in." It was Dumbledore who spoke.

"Harry wrote me back." Malcolm pushed the door open with an excited expression on his face.

"How?" Snape shamelessly (crossed out) did not Slytherin into the 'father and son' dialogue.

"Professor Snape?" Malcolm apparently just found the old bat (crossed out N times) the most terrifying professor at Hogwarts in the headmaster's office, and looked at Grindelwald for help.

"Speak, Malcolm." Grindelwald encouraged.

"Well... I asked Harry when he would return to Hogwarts." Malcolm nodded and said, "He wrote back to me and said that he would definitely be back in his fourth year. He also mentioned you, Dad, and said What age line should be set to include the fourth grade or above the fourth grade or exclude the third grade.”

"Very good." Dumbledore nodded with a smile.

Snape shrugged irresolutely, "Then I'll go first."

The moment Snape opened the door, Malcolm said something into Grindelwald's ear out of the corner of his eye, and then both Dumbledore and Grindelwald looked at Snape with mixed expressions of dissatisfaction and pity.

Snape left the headmaster's office inexplicably.

Hogwarts Room of Requirement, UK:

"Well, we will be able to appear at Hogwarts in a fair manner soon?" Hydra asked Harry in the Room of Requirement.

"No, no, no." Harry shook his head with a smile, "First of all, there are still nearly four months. Secondly, Hogwarts does not allow snakes, even if I can appear in Hogwarts in a fair manner , neither of you."

"..." Xu Dela curled his lips, "What can you say arrogantly (cross out), what are you talking about. Tell you big news."

"Huh?" Harry looked up.

"Hairbo! Please come on stage!" Xu Dela stepped aside as if acting.

"..." Harry's mouth twitched.

"Ahem, what?" Haierbo swam over, "Peter Pettigrew escaped from prison."

"What—" Harry's voice echoed through the Room of Requirement again.

"Oh, shit." Xu Dela rolled his eyes, "I suspect this dilapidated house will collapse soon."

Riddle House, UK:

"Lord...Master..."

"Peter Pettigrew! Who knocked you unconscious and captured you in Azkaban?"

"Master...Master...I was knocked down by an invisible guy. After he appeared, I only saw him wearing a pure black mask, dressed in black, and nearly 1.8 meters tall."

"Severus Snape?"

"No...not Snape, it was Snape who found me knocked out, and now no one knows who knocked me down."

"Well... still no news from Potter?"

The author has something to say:

Exam countdown: 3 days.

Holiday countdown: 5 days.

—————Sand Sculpture Theater—————

An's daily life ↓

After 'recording' ends:

An (walking to the side of Professor Si with a smirk): Professor... Shall we chat for a while?

Professor (vigilance): What are you going to do again?

An????: I just want to ask...about this chapter...you were green...what do you think?

Professor ╭(╯^╰)╮: I want to strangle you to death.

An An ╮(￣▽￣”)╭: Professor, let’s be more serious.

Professor o(￣ヘ￣o#): Then I will give you an Avada.

An~(﹁﹣)~~~: Blind, then I will directly let Xiaoha and Malcolm form CP!

Professor O(∩_∩)O: Andersen...have you forgotten that this is just an article?

An (⊙﹏⊙): Goose goose goose goose goose...

Professor (smile gradually becomes obscene {crossed out} rampant): But I can still give you Avada...

An (swish away): Oh shit, the professor was wrong, I feel that the world is dangerous.