HP leap time

The train continued to move forward, and the speed had begun to slow down. In the distance, the edges and corners of the castle were faintly visible behind layers of hillsides. Its body did not have the pale golden magic circle in memory, and it looked kind and safe.

Harry obediently ate Professor Lupine's chocolate, feeling more energetic and having enough strength to think about the current problem.

If the feelings in the period after death are true, then it is likely that he was reborn.The Elder Wand said that it would not kill the real owner. Harry had already thought about this clearly. Dumbledore had been calculating from the very beginning, and handed the Elder Wand into his hands.He didn't know whether he was lucky or unlucky now, he was back in the third grade.

Unfortunately he had to live through Voldemort all over again.

Fortunately he now has the power to change everything.

The pain in the head never went away, and Harry attributed it to the sequelae of the soul fusion.

Ron and Hermione were still arguing about Crookshanks, occasionally sneaking a look at Harry. Harry was so wrong, his face was extremely pale, and his big green eyes stared at them. The dispute is like an elder looking at the child under his knees with comfort, and occasionally there is still tenderness in it.

It was horrible, Harry must have been sucked out of his soul by a dementor!

Ron's heart tightened when he thought of Harry's tears streaming down his face just now. It must have seen something terrible, or what he had experienced just now, to show such an expression of the rest of his life mixed with pain.

Maybe seeing his parents, Ron thought, he always dreamed, didn't he?Although he said he only heard screams.

The train came to a slow stop, and Harry spent a full minute thinking about his luggage.

When Hermione reminded him that he had forgotten about Hedwig, he couldn't help showing a happy expression.

The white snowdove was pointing its butt at him in its cage, obviously annoyed that Harry had forgotten about it.

But Harry obviously didn't notice it, he hugged the cage tightly and couldn't help sighing.

"Oh, my dearest little girl, it is so good to see you again."

Harry was looking around all the way, and he couldn't help smirking when he saw the familiar classmates returning to their immature faces, which always aroused strange observations from the sensitive Hermione.

Everyone seems to be able to express their emotions through facial expressions. Neville stopped aside, frowning and counting whether he missed anything. Ginny and a group of girls were discussing topics such as beauty, and Hagrid stood Not far away, a small jingling copper bell called loudly: "First-year freshmen, first-year freshmen, come here!"

Harry's world is noisy, but so warm and wonderful.

Harry followed everyone step by step and got into a carriage. The big black Ye Ji stretched his neck and stood up, striding forward.

Harry admired it fascinatedly, looking at its hairless muscles and bones, its well-proportioned neck and limbs, and the bony wings clinging to its body.

Every day during the war he could see them ringing around the Forbidden Forest, neighing mournfully at the castle.

He can still see them clearly, and these all prove his identity from another aspect, a time traveler, or a reborn ghost full of resentment.

Harry laughed at himself, so what, at least it will make me remember my past and the tasks that Merlin imposed on me with his important things.

All the way, Hermione and Ron watched him surreptitiously, as if he was about to break down and cry again.

Soon, those towers and turrets gradually approached them, passing by two dementor guards, (Hermione held Harry's arm tightly, but he was fine.) Zhuang Ronghua The gate stood erect in front of you.

The carriage stopped slowly, when Harry got out of the carriage shaking his head.

A familiar and annoying drawling tone sounded behind him.

"Hi, Potter."

With a mocking tone.

This is the sentence again.

Hi Potter.

There is someone who always likes to call him this disdainfully. On every lonely and cold night, every time of fatigue and despair, it always rings just right, with a pale golden soft moonlight.

Suddenly, Harry felt a stabbing pain and a chill in his back, and it started to itch from the outer contours of his ears, and went all the way through his eardrums into his body.

The heart suddenly jumped up, with a warm current.Accompanied by bursts of cramps, and the sourness that followed the nose.

God knows he was thinking about how to deal with and face this bastard all the way!This selfish, obnoxious, lousy fool who doesn't care what anyone else thinks!

The urge seemed to come back into his own body, even though it never left.

"I heard you fainted?"

That bastard maliciously pushed Hermione away to block him, looked down at him in a sly way and said, his gray eyes were blue under the light, his fair face didn't look so hard yet, it looked young and handsome .

"I heard you were crying! My God! Potter, did you tell me you were really crying?"

With an exaggerated mocking voice.

"Go away! Malfoy!"

Ron was so angry that he reached out to push him away, what bad luck! He could run into him on the first day of school.

But before he had time to reach out, he felt a gust of wind blowing beside him, and then heard an exaggerated Malfoy-style scream, and then he opened his mouth in astonishment like everyone else.

By this time Harry and Malfoy had scuffled on the ground.

……

"It's like this. Professor!" Hermione's complexion was really bad, her eyes were almost painted with anger, she cleared her mind and said excitedly. "We were just getting out of the car, and Harry was the last one down, you know, he was a little depressed because of the dementors, so we got late. At this moment, Malfoy ran over suddenly, and he started sarcasm and Stimulate Harry..."

"No!" Draco retorted, standing up, his shirt still wrinkled and his hair a little messy. "I just wanted to come and say hello to him, you know how sad I was when I heard Potter was crying in the car... How pathetic isn't it?"

He turned his head maliciously and winked at his friends in a corner where Professor McGonagall could not see.

Goyle and Crabbe behind him nodded blankly at Draco's gesture.

"Don't interrupt Hermione, what she said is the truth! You're here to cause trouble! Malfoy!" Ron yelled at him with an angry look, and raised his fist while shaking his fiery red hair on his forehead. .

Draco raised his head, squinted at him with lowered eyes as much as possible, and opened his mouth to mutter a sarcastic remark in disgust.

"Stop arguing!" Professor McGonagall frowned, looking at the group of students seriously.The professor, who is said to be harsh, did a good job of deterring them. "Miss Granger went on."

"Then, at that time..." Hermione was a little confused, she took a sneak peek at Harry, who shrugged helplessly.In fact, no one could see more clearly, and no one knew how the two of them rolled to the ground.

"It's nothing, Professor." Draco interrupted her again, pointing at his stretched neck and gritting his teeth in embarrassment, "I need to be treated quickly! Look at my wound! It's bleeding!"

There is a clearly visible tooth mark on the pale skin. The tooth mark is at the junction of the neck and shoulders. The surface layer of skin has been broken, and the red flesh inside is bloodshot. It really looks very oozing.

"If Potter doesn't get what he deserves, I'm going to tell my dad to deal with it." Draco's eyes were red with anger, and he looked back at Harry with his pale eyes.

"Harry, are you injured anywhere?" Ron asked secretly in Harry's ear with a bad face, "Take it out and show them, preferably the kind that sees blood."

"How did he get hurt?!" Draco heard Ron's words, and said angrily, "He bit my neck like a mad dog! Look at my injuries!"

"In fact, when I found out, you were already sitting on him and strangling his neck, Mr. Malfoy." Professor McGonagall said irritably, holding his arm.

It was not difficult to see that Harry's white neck was flushed with red.

"Don't Mr. Potter have anything to say?" She looked at Harry who was standing there silently.

Then to her surprise, she found that Harry looked at her with a very respectful gaze, as if he was full of inexplicable trust and respect for himself. He raised his head and looked at her seriously, standing there solemnly and straight .Shouldn't children of this age be afraid or in awe of her?In contrast, this look seemed too mature, her long experience told her.

So she narrowed her eyes and looked at him suspiciously.

"There's nothing to say, what they say is the truth, Professor." Harry didn't give her a chance, and lowered his eyelids, his long eyelashes swept across the lens, leaving a slight mark.

"Very well, the fight in front of the school gate on the first day of school caused serious consequences. Ten points were deducted from Gryffindor and Slytherin. Since the new semester has just started, there is only one day of confinement, and it will be dinner today back."

"Does Slytherin also have points deducted?" Draco asked with a look of disbelief.

"Yes." Professor McGonagall looked at him affirmatively, "Confinement also includes you, Mr. Malfoy."

Ignoring Draco's terrified expression, she turned to Hermione again.

"Miss Granger and I come over here. I want to discuss with you about your class schedule. The rest of you can go to the lobby. If I guess correctly, it's almost time for dinner. If Mr. Malfoy wants to receive treatment If not, ask your friends to take you to the school doctor, and Mrs. Penrad will treat you very well."

"Okay, Professor." Hermione glanced at her friends worriedly, and whispered, "Wait for me at the long table."

Harry and Ron nodded and parted from her.

Neither of them paid any attention to the other group, but they still heard Draco complaining behind him that he would definitely have a scar.

Go downstairs to the auditorium. From here, the auditorium is a sea of ​​pointed black hats. The four long tables are full of students. There are thousands of candles floating above their heads. The warm yellow candle light illuminates every room. A student's face and smiling bright eyes.

The teacher's seat was full except for Professor McGonagall. The familiar professors who were not so old made Harry feel warm, as well as that Professor Dumbledore who had long been unfamiliar in his heart.

Dumbledore was still the same as he remembered, with long white hair that was almost glowing in the candlelight, an amiable smile, and he still liked to fold his hands in a tower shape on his chin.

Harry and Ron found vacant seats and sat down. Dumbledore had just introduced the two new professors, Professor Lupine of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, and Hagrid who replaced the original professor of magical creatures. They were all very hard. applauded.

"Look at Snape's face." Ron said to Harry with a smirk. "He's been thinking about this class for a long time..."

"Obviously, I could tell he was angry," Harry said slowly and non-seriously.

He's been looking greedily at everyone, including Professor Snape, who has been a Hogwarts hero in the last days.

"Harry!" Fred and George approached.

Their faces were full of smiles, and their eyes blinked and blinked.

"I heard you bit Malfoy."

"When did you become enlightened?"

"That picture must be exciting!"

The twins have a perfect understanding of each other.

Harry looked at them helplessly, he couldn't be angry with their smiling faces.

In fact, he didn't know that when he saw that guy, his mind moved, and his body rushed over. At that time, he felt that he not only wanted to bite him, but also wanted to punch him in the face. Unknowingly, he bit down hard.

Ah, Harry couldn't help sighing inwardly, the damned impulse.

But that taste is really good, at least he is happier than ever before.