The Golden Age of HP Rebirth

shouted.

"It's okay, aren't children so capricious, I'll go find them." Harry patted Hermione on the shoulder with a smile and chased after her.

One in each hand, Harry put his arms around the two little guys, making them laugh. "Dad (Uncle Harry), will you take us into the pyramid?" Seeing Harry's distressed face, they immediately added: "We will definitely follow you closely, and we will not fight with Aunt Hermione ( Mom) said." and winked at Harry.Harry shrugged his shoulders and sighed helplessly: "Okay, I really have nothing to do with you little guys, but I've agreed, I'll just show you a general look, you can't go in deep, you can't run around!" "Wow Oh, Daddy (Uncle Harry) is the best!" The two cheered and dragged Harry inside together.

"WOW, That's amazing." The two looked at everything around them intently.Harry was also a little stunned: "This is the magical charm of magic."

"Look, there!" Little Rose pointed to a place and shouted in amazement, and stretched out her hand involuntarily.The pharaoh's wand was inlaid with an emerald. Although it was precious and exquisite, it was usually not eye-catching. But now, the evening sun shines into the interior of the pyramid to the maximum extent. The scorching light made people unable to move their eyes away, and there were green ripples rippling around like lake water, with a streak of white light passing through it.The earth and the sun are always in constant rotation, the sun's light shifts bit by bit, seeing the green light fade, little Rose's hand also touches the gemstone, and the gemstone rotates counterclockwise at high speed, and the forever straight light also happens distortion.Harry realized something was wrong and hurriedly pushed Teddy and Rose away, but he fell into the newly formed curtain of light and shadow.What he thought at that moment was that the two little guys didn't break their promises, they didn't run around, they just touched something that shouldn't be touched.

Green light, green light, endless green.Green is the color of reincarnation, the green of the aquatic plants at the bottom of the lake, the green of the moss under the shade of trees, and the green of the forest in the rainforest, this is the color of life.The damp green with mildew in the corners, the cold green of decaying corpses, and the deadly green of Avada’s spells are the color of death.Alternate life and death, reincarnation of all things.And the bewildered and relieved green in Harry's eyes.

There is never a shortage of eerie wizards in Turning Lane, so no one noticed the delirious wizard wrapped in a black robe curled up in the corner.Potter, Harry's silly cat who traveled from the future, looked at the gray-black brick wall in front of him in confusion, and there were still old stains on it. He blinked and shook his head vigorously, his mind gradually cleared up, and the pain also followed It came one after another.Harry only felt that his internal organs had just been squeezed into a ball with force, and now they were being roughly spread out again. He opened his mouth and gulped for air, but was coughing uncontrollably due to the cold air rushing towards his face. .He raised his hand to cover his mouth and nose, only to realize that he was lying on the dirty ground.Leaning against the wall, he forced himself to prop up his limp body, Harry carefully looked at the surrounding environment, fortunately, the wand was still in his hand.It's just an ordinary narrow and short alley between two walls, looking up at the gloomy sky often seen in London.Harry walked forward silently against the wall, and when he turned a corner, he saw the Burkinburg store opposite.It turned out that he was in the alley now. Harry breathed a sigh of relief, and then immediately stared at the dilapidated and gray signboard with disbelieving eyes. He could feel the cool air behind him and the goosebumps on his arms.Knockturn Alley was completely destroyed early in the war, and the Borginbock Black Magic Store was left with only wreckage. How could it appear here again now, and it looks intact?A bold hypothesis came to mind, but it was too early to tell, so Harry decided to take a look around.

Although it was unbelievable, the shops and sights along the way forced Harry to admit the fact: the emerald on the pharaoh's wand seemed to be a magical medium left by the ancient wizards, which could travel through time and space.Speaking of emeralds, Harry hurriedly fumbled for his pockets. When he lay on the ground, he felt his ribs stabbed by something. At that time, he thought it was a stone.Harry dragged the emerald with both hands, lifted it up slightly, looked through it at the sun half hidden behind the leaden clouds, thoughtfully.If I accidentally touched this magic circle and caused myself to travel in time and space, what consequences would this lead to?Is this a parallel world or the history of his original world?What is your identity now?Will there be a time limit for this trip?

A series of questions made Harry's muddy head ache, and Harry staggered towards the Leaky Cauldron. If you want to inquire about something without a trace, the pub is the best choice.

There were very few people in the Leaky Cauldron in the morning, and old Tom would be busy arranging tables and chairs and scrubbing wine glasses while complaining about his frozen shoulder and half-limped legs.Thinking so, Harry pushed open the broken wooden door but almost staggered due to the deafening noise.Like the first time Hagrid brought it here, there were some strangely dressed and behaving people, old women smoking long pipes, little men in top hats, fat men with red noses hiccupping wine glasses, and almost all hair Tom, the bald, blunted walnut barkeep.Hearing the sound of the door opening, everyone stopped what they were doing and turned around to look at it. Harry almost reflexively wanted to cover his scar with his hands.But as soon as he raised his hand, everyone turned back to continue the previous entertainment, with a little disappointment.

How is this going?They seemed to be waiting for someone, and Harry walked slowly towards the bar, where Tom asked lazily what he would like as usual.

"Hey, you came here to see Thesonofhero, right? He hasn't come yet, but he should be here soon. Hagrid promised us that he would bring him here at the first stop." A bald wizard next to him tilted his head at Harry. After speaking, he sucked his nose. "The son of hero?" Harry thought silently in his heart, just nodded perfunctorily, expecting the wizard to say more.

But before the wizard spoke again, he glanced at the entire bar casually, and then stared at a certain place in a daze. The calendar was writing "July 1991, 7". The days when Grid led into the wizarding world.So what they mean by "Son of Heroes" is talking about him?Maybe it should be called the Harry Potter of this world.But how can there be two Harry Potters in one world?

"Can you tell me more about the Hero's Son?" The wizard turned his head to Harry again. "You know, you never get tired of hearing stories like this."

"Oh, yes." The wizard looked very happy that someone was willing to listen to him, and he sniffed hard, and said, "You know, the mysterious man has been using his evil magic to confuse people and treat us cruelly. A group of wizards." As he spoke, he moved his fingers uncomfortably. "At that time, the entire wizarding world was shrouded in darkness. No matter which country or corner you were in, you couldn't escape that terrifying fear. Later, there seemed to be a prophecy that My-Know-Who's life would be ended by his sworn enemy. You know, At that time, we all thought that the mortal enemy was Professor Dumbledore. After all, Grindelwald was also defeated by Dumbledore. But who would have thought that the mysterious man went to Godric's Hollow 11 years ago today? Attacking the Potters, thanks to the assistance of that traitor Black." Hearing this, Harry, the godfather who had been wronged, only felt a convulsion in his stomach. "And guess what, Voldemort disappeared! Suddenly disappeared after killing the Potters! He disappeared with the brother of their twin sons, we don't even know his name. Wait for the rescuers When we got there, only my younger brother, Andrew, who was still crying was left." Speaking of which, the wizard couldn't help but wiped the corners of his eyes with a napkin. "The Potters are great heroes, so we made the only surviving boy the Son of a Hero"

Harry left his seat with a pale face and hid in the bathroom. He stood in front of the washbasin with his hands on his stomach and bent over as if he wanted to vomit, but he just retched a few times and gave up.He turned on the faucet and wiped his face vigorously. Hearing his family's "heroic deeds" on this occasion only caused him great pain.But this also explains why he still exists in this world. It seems that he is the unknown brother who disappeared with Voldemort.Harry raised his head, looked at his pale face in the mirror and clenched his fists and swore, since he came into this world, and since he had the opportunity to retain all the hope and beauty that had passed away, then, Voldemort, I will definitely defeat you again!

When he went out again, he happened to see Hagrid bringing a timid boy in. Harry sat down in a hidden corner and watched the excited people shake hands and embrace the "Son of Heroes".He looked at his "brother" almost obsessively. He was not like himself. Although he was a twin, he inherited Lily's smooth red hair and James' black eyes. There was no scar on his forehead or stupid glasses. .But aside from these, he was just like his 11-year-old self, wearing unfit and bulky clothes, with a shy and bewildered expression, as well as surprise and excitement about the magical world.At this time, there was the sound of a wine glass hitting the table, and a dull snort.Harry turned his head to the voice, and then, in disbelief