Harry Potter and the Rebirth

Seeing that the three people were about to fly out, Dumbledore kept the ball of light at the edge of the boundary, looking at this space barrier with some embarrassment. The giant monster behind him was getting closer and closer.

Harry had just recovered from the headache when some subconscious memories came into his mind. The old fragments of the past were connected together one by one, and his mentality changed again.

Sirius noticed it, and he squeezed his wand tightly, still supporting Harry, while his other wand was placed on the ball of light, continuously outputting the little magic power he had.

Silently, a small hole opened up in the barrier, and Dumbledore's face quickly turned from rosy to pale, and the hand holding the wand was trembling slightly, as if telling the people around him that his body had reached its limit.

Harry became a little anxious when he saw Dumbledore like this, but he had no way out. The space in his mind at this moment seemed as if it had never appeared.

He called out many times, but no matter whether it was Gryffindor or Baiyou, there was no response, as if everything was just a dream in his previous life, and now he just woke up, to see the burning sea of ​​fire below and the chasing monsters as the real world.

"Headmaster Dumbledore—" Harry cried, and sparkling tears welled up in his eyes. The panic of losing Dumbledore overwhelmed him once again. Could it be, could it be...

But at this moment, the hole in the barrier gradually became larger, and a magic wand stretched out from the outside, and Dumbledore's eyes lit up.

However, when the green monster rushed over, the vines behind it were almost burned to ashes, and thick layers of ashes raised the entire site by 1/3.

“You—damn it!”

Harry turned his head and saw that there was another purple troll next to the blue one.

Harry opened his eyes wide, and countless speculations burst out from his mind at once. The familiar color and the possible form when he grew up made the truth of the matter turn to a fact that Harry did not want to admit.

"Qinggang——Ziluan——"

Harry shouted loudly.

"How do you know our names?" The purple giant stopped, hesitant and hesitant.

"So what even if you know? Don't try to get close to him." Qinggang ignored what Harry said. The death of his brothers made him very angry.

Dumbledore paused for only a moment. While the two monsters hesitated, the light ball and the barrier merged smoothly, the hole gradually expanded, and Grindelwald's voice came from outside -

"How are you? Are you all right?"

Harry looked back and saw that the two basilisks were getting closer and closer. The remaining vines were still helping them, turning into points of light and repairing the broken barrier.

"Eh - that's interesting."

Harry listened to his teacher's voice and for a moment felt that he shouldn't be here. This was the end. The training had to be doubled again, and he actually brought Dumbledore to such a dangerous situation. Hiss -

Qinggang quickened his speed and rushed over fiercely, while Dumbledore and Grindelwald worked together and were about to get out. No one could get hurt under the protection of the two.

but……

The ball of light that protected the three people also shattered at this moment. Grindelwald grabbed Dumbledore with one hand and stretched out his other hand to Harry. Harry was about to hand over his hand, but he saw that Sirius was about to fall, so he clamped Sirius' waist with his legs, and his body's flexibility reached the maximum, and he suddenly threw him up, but he fell down due to the interaction.

At that moment, the space closed, Sirius and Dumbledore went out, but Harry fell into the space full of Fiendfyre and Basilisk.

"Do not--"

Sirius fell to the ground on the lawn, looking extremely disheveled. His wizard robe was tattered and incomplete, with traces of burns from the fire. There were also traces of burns from the fire on his face, as well as dust and grass clippings.

Sirius covered his face with his hands, his shoulders shaking violently. In a blink of an eye, he raised his head and began to slap himself in the face. "It's all my fault, it's all my fault!" The crisp sound of slapping was mixed with the sound of annoyance -

The surrounding young wizards gathered around and talked about it. After hearing the news, Ron and Hermione also hurried over.

"Principal Dumbledore, where's Harry..." Hermione's voice trembled a little, "Why isn't he here? Is it because his injury is quite serious, so did you send him to the infirmary first?"

Dumbledore looked away. His usually tall and straight figure now looked extremely hunched. He seemed to have aged in an instant, and had lost most of his energy and spirit. His usually blue and sharp eyes were now covered with a layer of light mist. His white beard had turned gray with black edges, and now emitted a faint smell of burning.

"You guys go ahead——"

"Harry, Harry is seriously injured." For the first time, Dumbledore found it so difficult to speak. Every time he uttered a word, it burned his throat.

"Yes," said the young man who was supporting Dumbledore. He looked relaxed and smiled maliciously. "It is inconvenient for Harry to meet people right now."

"Really?" Ron's eyes sparkled with surprise. Good brother, it's okay, that's great.

As soon as Dumbledore made some movements, the young man next to him pinched his arm. Because they were supporting each other, this action was hidden under the sleeves of both men.

Dumbledore remained silent due to the tacit understanding between them over the years. He calmed himself down and responded.

"Yes, that's right. But don't disturb him for now. Harry is seriously injured and needs to be recuperated for the time being. You should go to class first."

After the Hogwarts headmaster spoke personally, everyone was assured and dispersed. Hermione breathed a sigh of relief, and Ron asked her curiously, "Did you run away from the Potions exam?"

"That's nonsense," Hermione rolled her eyes at Ron, "I just felt that I wasn't ready yet, and it would be better for me to learn from Professor Snape, so I gave up halfway."

Ron saw through it but didn't say anything. He was very happy and moved closer to Hermione. "How about..." He didn't finish the sentence, but the two of them looked at each other and understood what the other meant.

"Remember to get the live map." Hermione said. She turned her head and looked at Sirius who was lying motionless on the lawn. She felt that something was wrong.

"Are you going to the library? Let's use this evening to study first." Hermione agreed to Ron's request and shook her head. Really, what Headmaster Dumbledore admitted, could it be false? How could she doubt it?

Harry saw the two people get out safely, and closed his eyes resignedly. The entire space began to shatter, and the sparkling fragments fell into the flames, emitting bursts of steam.

Harry allowed himself to relax his body. He only felt a fishy smell coming from behind him, followed by a sharp pain in his waist. Harry looked down and saw that the big purple snake had bitten his waist. Its sharp fangs pierced into his abdomen. The slow injection of poison made Harry's eyelids heavier and heavier.

Is that it?

On the lawn, Sirius was staring blankly at the two wands in his hands, staring quietly, staring at -