The Golden Age of HP Rebirth

! "Looking at his daughter who continued to cry uncontrollably, Ron clenched his fist and beat himself, but in exchange for louder crying.

"Oh, come on Ron! Don't take your anger out on the kids! You scared little Rose. Calm down first." Hermione said as she wiped away the tears from her cheeks, and walked over to the two crying children. He hugged them into his arms and stroked their backs comfortingly with his hands.Ron lowered his head and said in a muffled voice, "I'm sorry." Then he turned and walked aside and sighed.

Harry frowned and turned his body on the bed, as if he was disturbed by the scene in his dream and couldn't be relieved.

Ruibi looked at his master sitting on the dining table, holding the knife and fork but did not move for a long time, thinking that his poor cooking skills caused the master's poor appetite, so he was very angry with himself, and his pointed ears drooped feebly. Come down, you must punish yourself! "Master Harry, does it mean that Master Harry doesn't want to eat breakfast because the cooking of Ruby is so bad? Rebby is such a bad elf, and Ruby will punish himself, but Master Harry must have breakfast, or Harry Master wants to change it?"

The thin voice of the elf woke Harry up. He looked at the annoyed Rebby with some guilt, "No, I'm just going to eat, but I haven't woken up just now. It's not your fault, so I must not punish myself!" He seemed to finish eating what was on the plate, and locked himself in the bathroom without paying attention to the joy shining in Irribi's eyes.

The scene of last night made him unable to let go. Although he often missed them after time travel, he felt grateful in his heart that he could get rid of the endless darkness and have a chance to start over.He didn't think carefully about the impact his disappearance would have on them or even the entire wizarding world.Maybe it's not that he hasn't thought about it carefully, but he has been evading, evading his responsibilities, missions, the increasingly dreary future, and his guilt and remorse.He never thought of trying to go back to the future in the alleyway he fell back from, he told himself it was for the greater good, with smaller sacrifices.In fact, he is just fulfilling his willfulness, leaving everything behind, and going to a place where no one knows his past, and living happily and contentedly as an ordinary person.As for Ron, Hermione, and the young Teddy, the wizarding world in a bad state... He can't face it anymore. Although he really loves them, if he continues to live like that, he really worries that he will go crazy one day , or kill himself, or destroy the whole world.Can you just let him be more selfish and self-willed once in a while...

He thought about locking the amulet in the drawer, maybe he could give it to Andrew again, hoping that Hermione and the others could know that he was still alive through the induction with Andrew, and that he just came to another world, which could be regarded as a relief for himself.

Sure enough, Andrew quickly owled him a letter.He told himself that he was assigned to Gryffindor and lived in a dormitory with Ron. There was a very showy girl in the class, but she was really smart, but Ron and her were always at odds.Hogwarts is very beautiful, and he is used to life here now, but he was late for another class because he got lost, and was scolded severely by the very serious Potions professor, and he wanted to stay Clean up the entire classroom.But fortunately, Ron was with him, "Why do I feel that the professor doesn't like me so much?" Harry finally couldn't help laughing when he saw this, even after another million years, Snape's poisonous tongue A black bat wouldn't be nice to a Potter either.A picture of Snape smiling and embracing himself suddenly appeared in Harry's mind, and then he shuddered, almost losing his grip on the letter in his hand.

To Harry's surprise, Andrew did not become an enemy of Malfoy, and even praised Malfoy's flying skills in the letter.But after thinking about it, he was relieved, Andrew was not himself, he didn't have to live according to his own track, he had his own world and his own life.Moreover, Andrew's personality is not the same as his own, perhaps because the Vernon family here treats him much more tolerantly, or because the two of them are not the same person in the first place.Andrew is more sensitive and gentle, maybe he is not as assertive as Harry, but it is easier to obtain happiness.

Harry wrote back to Andrew during his lunch break, asking him to enjoy life at Hogwarts and not forget to study.Let him and Hermione get along well, and don't have conflicts with the Slytherins. As for the Potions Professor - completely adopt the "four nos" policy of not resisting, ignoring, not provoking, and not being serious.Of course, he didn't forget to send the amulet with him, but this time he cast a spell on it to turn it into a portkey, which of course was an "illegal item" not approved by the Ministry of Magic.But it was a little sorry for Andrew's sleep, Harry felt a little guilty in his heart.

In the evening, when Harry went to the potions store to purchase medicinal ingredients, he met a man who had only been slandered that day but appeared here unexpectedly—Snape.Harry's first reaction when he saw the man in the black robe buttoned up to his chin was, I shouldn't speak ill of you behind your back, I won't do it again in the future, please don't spray venom on me!

…Harry patted his head with black lines all over his head.He heard the man complain angrily to the shop owner who looked familiar: "Those Gryffindor trolls whose heads are covered with achnatherum, just one person destroyed my entire potions classroom, and at the same time destroyed In the future, I don’t need any war weapons or anything, just send a few Gryffindors to solve the problem, and I can lend the rest to those Muggles who are also brainless and chaotic!”

Thinking about it afterwards, Snape's venomous tongue was just an exaggeration in fact, and it can be completely ignored if he continues to adhere to the "four no's policy".But at that time, Harry was full of blood, and immediately retorted without thinking: "Professor Snape! Please pay attention to your words, Gryffindor is a symbol of justice and bravery, so I am very happy that you can confirm that they are in the war." But I am very dissatisfied with your exaggeration and the personal attacks of the Gryffindors! I hope you can correct it." Harry regretted it as soon as he opened his mouth, but he still stuck his neck and continued to speak.He suspected that he made himself stupid when he slapped his head just now, so he was so "heroic and fearless" to refute the greasy old bat and asked him to correct it.He ducked his head, wondering if he should Apparate quickly or crawl into a crack in the ground, or close his eyes and say "He didn't hear or hear or hear..."

Snape stared sideways at Harry, his eyes full of danger. "A Gryffindor advocate? You know me? But I don't know who you are."

"Uh, you, didn't you just mention Gryffindor and the classroom, so it is obvious that you are a professor. As for your name, I know it is because, because, it is on your leather bag!" Harry excitedly pointed at the leather bag that Snape put on the counter to hold the medicinal materials as if grasping at a straw, and saw Severus Snape written in ink on it.

"Hmph," Snape snorted contemptuously, and continued to look at Harry suspiciously. "Why, the righteous and brave Gryffindor supporters, why are you stuttering now? Your courage is exhausted? You should also be a Gryffindor, but why is my memory not as good as yours?" Bravery' student?"

"..." Harry finally understood what it meant to shoot himself in the foot. He obviously couldn't fool Snape by graduating from Hogwarts.All he wanted now was to get back to get off work and either have his mouth shut or go straight home to a nice dinner.But this time he didn't have such good luck to cross again. "I, you can't remember that I'm normal. I've never had any sense of existence. Well, the boss is back." Harry fled away as if flying away when the professor turned his head to count the medicinal ingredients...

what a shame!Harry was lying on the bed reading a book at night, but his mind was not on it. He couldn't help being mad at his "heroic deeds", and finally threw away the book in his hand and buried his head in the pillow like an ostrich.This time it was really rewarding!Not only did the old bats who came to hold vengeance for him have hundreds of points of hostility, but his origin was also suspected.Pushing his buttocks and twisting his body, he buried his head deeper, and continued to pretend to be an ostrich...

11

Harry threw the book away irritably, and scratched his hair randomly with his hands. The hair that was originally rebellious was even more messy now, curled up like a mess of wire.He had read "The Tales of Beedle the Bard" from beginning to end twice, but he still found nothing about the deal between Bork and Malfoy.

At noon that day, Bokin invited Harry to have lunch together on a rare occasion, and this was also the first time Harry went up to the attic.The upstairs was a little cleaner and tidier than the downstairs, but it was also messy and stained. Harry looked around casually. There were only two small rooms in the attic, one was the storage room, and the other was the "living room" where he was standing now. .It is said to be the living room because there is a round wooden table and three chairs by the window, and the closet is full of unrecognizable sundries, and a rusty iron chain protrudes from the sundries and is half dragged on the ground.A cauldron was placed on the round wooden table, and Harry smelled the stew wafting out. He imagined the image of Bock stooping, with his greasy hair, putting the food together and stewing it together. There was a glimmer of expectation.

"I remember you had a coat of arms on your chest when you first came here." Bock asked casually, stirring the plate with a fork.But Harry knows this time