Harry Potter and the Rebirth

"Harry Potter - the boy who survived, the savior, the successor of Dumbledore, has become the black sheep today." These words kept flashing and distorting on the Daily Prophet. Below was a photo of Harry Potter. The man looked a little irritable, with red and bloodshot eyes, waving his wand around continuously.

In Diagon Alley, people were holding newspapers and whispering to each other in groups of two or three, discussing various issues, some denouncing, some lamenting, and some feeling sad. Some people had a hint of excitement on their faces, as if it was a very gratifying thing to see a high and mighty figure fall from the altar.

The three-foot-thick ice does not form overnight. The unacceptable actions of certain groups have finally become the last straw that broke the camel's back today.

Some people were so angry that they rushed straight to the crowd that was talking and complained loudly, "If it weren't for Mr. Potter, would you be alive here today to talk about others?" "Kid, what do you know? Maybe a fragment of the Dark Lord's soul has entered Potter's body. We should do an exorcism to save him."

A tall and strong man pushed the man away, shouted loudly, and waved his arms to the crowd around him, "We should sign a joint letter and ask the Ministry of Magic to examine the soul of our dear Mr. Potter. This is for our safety." The person who spoke had a serious face, a little anxious, and full of momentum, as if he was really worried about everyone.

Some people nearby started to get agitated, showing excited expressions.

The shadow left by the Dark Lord was too deep, making most people become frightened birds, especially when the wizarding world lost Dumbledore and there was no recognized strongest fighting force.

The war that had just ended, as well as the threat posed by the rapid development of Muggle technology, had put the wizarding world in a precarious state.

The emergence of surveillance cameras and the popularization of the Internet have put the existence of confidentiality laws on the verge of collapse.

Every wizard is thinking about where to go. In this depressed state, people urgently need an outlet to vent. Some forces have transferred this outlet to the current savior, but there is no Dumbledore to protect Potter anymore.

Hearing this, Ron on the side could no longer hold back and punched him, "I told you to talk nonsense, you idiot." The natural strength advantage made the group itself extremely arrogant and high-handed, and did not pay more attention to this matter.

The pure-blood families used this incident as an excuse to gang up on their dissidents rather than a wake-up call.

The big man tilted his head to one side, and was a little confused for a moment, with an incredible look in his eyes. The person next to him was about to take out his wand, but when he saw the face that often appeared in the newspaper, he stopped the action in his hand.

Ron then waved his wand, "Quickly restrain", and the big man was tied up with ropes all over his body, "Aurors are performing official duties. We suspect that this man is a remnant of the Death Eaters. Please cooperate."

The crowd of onlookers scattered like birds. Hermione next to her looked at the man who was talking nonsense angrily. Her mouth moved slightly, and then the man immediately fell to the ground, face down, with a mouthful of dirt.

In Flourish and Blotts, Luna looked out the window at the chaos outside, turned around, slowly flipped through the book, and said softly, "There are a lot of harassment flies around Ron."

"Hermione, well done," Ron came forward and said with a grin.

Then, he said loudly to some people around him, "What are you still standing there for? Go and catch the person who just cooperated with the wizard. I want to see who this person is from." Hermione looked at Ron in admiration, "You observe carefully enough."

She looked worried, "Harry will have to endure this for a while. This group of people are not simple. They know us too well and put us in a passive position." Seeing this, Ron leaned over to hug Hermione and touched her head, then was knocked down.

At this time, two Aurors in the team whispered, "This Veles, his own ability is not very good, but he has found many backers. He found a minister as his wife, and his savior is his brother. His father and brother are both in high positions. Even his current position was arranged based on these relationships."

"That's right. He was timid when the captain was not around, but now he is very impressive."

Ron, who was far away, heard these words and his eyes flashed with embarrassment and hatred.

Then, after seeing Hermione and George, he hid it again. "Ron, hasn't Harry written yet?" Hermione asked worriedly, "No, he must be feeling very uncomfortable now. He probably needs some time to rest." Ron said, squeezing his wand hard.

George looked at Ron strangely, with an inquiring and somewhat suspicious look.

12 Grimmauld Place.

The newspaper on the table was crumpled and some tea was dripping on it.

In the dim room, there was a man curled up in the corner. He was thin, exuded an aura of decadence, and had a lightning-like scar on his forehead.

At the other end of the room, there was a TV, which was out of place in the old house. The picture on it was flashing slightly. "According to the Associated Press, Queen Elizabeth II of the United Kingdom conferred the title of knight on Ms. Hermione Joan Granger at an outdoor ceremony at Windsor Castle on Friday." As the camera turned, Ron Velas's face appeared on the TV with a smile on his face.

After hearing the familiar name, Potter's eyes turned red and filled with sadness. He stared straight ahead, his former courage and faith seemed to have disappeared. He looked at the two smiling people on TV with a complicated expression, his expression unclear, with a little disbelief and uncontrollable anger.

After the Battle of Hogwarts, he applied for the Auror position, and within a few years, he became the captain due to his extraordinary ability and fame, and later married Ginny. Hermione also went to the Ministry of Magic and became the Minister. Power, honor, and reputation were all concentrated on this group of people at the time, and even the pure-blood families at the time had to avoid them for a while.

Reputation became his shackles. Killing Voldemort made him recognized as the most powerful wizard in the wizarding world. His every move was given meaning and magnified infinitely.

There are also some people who may only be able to share adversity but not wealth.

Dumbledore has the ability and strength to manage this heavy honor, but for Potter, this is more difficult than confronting Voldemort. Potter was traumatized by the war, and at first he would dream of his godfather falling, Dumbledore falling from the tower, and Professor Snape's black eyes.

Later, in his dream, he stretched out his hands countless times, desperately ran forward, trying to catch them, fell countless times, got up again, stumbled to the ground, stumbled. Even if he finally caught them, everything would turn into bubbles at his fingertips, colorful bubbles so dreamy, and so fragile.

Finally, when I opened my eyes, I saw the bright morning, the quiet time, and the admiring gazes of others everywhere, but what I had to endure was the cruel reality accompanied by heartache.