Harry Potter and the Rebirth

Snape walked over from a distance, holding two cages in his hands, each covered with black velvet.

Harry seemed to understand something, but he was still unwilling to admit his failure. "Principal Dumbledore, what is going on? Why does he look so much like me?"

Sirius couldn't help it, and was about to raise the wand in his hand, but Dumbledore stretched out his arm and held it down.

"Don't worry." In the empty classroom, the warm afternoon sun sprinkled on the floor. Dumbledore immediately pulled out two chairs and motioned for the two Harrys to sit aside.

"Dumbledore--" Snape called from the side. Dumbledore understood what Severus meant. He was afraid that one of the fake Harrys would suddenly attack and hurt the real Harry.

He waved his hand to reassure Snape.

Sirius didn't understand why, when the evidence was so obvious, he didn't just rush to solve the problem, but instead acted like he wanted to have a deep conversation.

"Harry and I once had a little secret," Dumbledore said the reason for his action, and a golden thread appeared out of thin air, connecting Dumbledore and Harry who had just entered the door.

The weak Harry who was rescued sat on a chair, looking at the scene in surprise and disbelief. He touched his abdomen, the wound still ached slightly.

"Oh my, it seems that the guy who impersonated you is quite powerful." Bai You sneered in Harry's mind, let's see how you can prove that you are you now.

Snape recognized the golden thread, and Sirius's face turned grim. The two souls bound by the Unbreakable Contract Curse would not change, so this was absolutely impossible. Sirius set his eyes on the injured Harry, one was energetic, and the other was extremely weak.

(For the sake of clarity, the healthy one is Harry, and the rescued one is Harry. This name has nothing to do with their authenticity.)

"Where's the wand? Where's the wand?" Sirius snatched the wand from Harry's hand, hesitated between the two, and finally put it back in his hand.

"Try to perform one first."

"Okay." Harry is calm now. Although he doesn't know why such a big change has occurred, the direction of things developing is still very much in line with his wishes. If he can take this opportunity to get rid of the real Harry, that would be great.

Harry was sitting on a chair at this time. He looked at his palm and glanced at the golden line floating next to him. Only then did he suddenly realize that the unbreakable contract he had signed had disappeared.

The process of Harry casting magic around him was not very smooth, and Sirius seemed to have grasped a savior, "Look, look, I said this is definitely a fake."

"Godfather—" Harry looked into Sirius' eyes, then moved closer to him with a hurt expression, "Get out of the way, get out of the way, my Harry would never be like this."

Harry felt his heart aching. He felt that this shouldn't be the case. They had been getting along so well for a while. How could it change so much just because of their superficial identities? Harry and he were not related by blood.

It turns out that people only give each other small amounts of affection based on their social status, Harry thought with disdain in his heart.

The wand came to Harry's side, and the same spell was cast, but it seemed that it was not very smooth, and the whole incident came to a standstill.

"Professor, I'm actually curious why you believed this fake guy?" Harry pointed his finger at the silent man next to him. What a fool! Don't blame him for remaining silent at such a critical moment.

Dumbledore didn't say anything, his sharp blue eyes were still looking at the two people. The logic of the development of things told him that the weak one was the real one, but the connection between magic told him that the healthy one was the real one. There must be something wrong with one of the two.

"Let me tell you," Snape, who had been silent all the time, rarely spoke.

"I actually have some questions for you, Harry."

"Okay, professor, I will answer truthfully." Harry nodded obediently. The memory in his mind was about 80% of the real Harry, and the rest could be attributed to his previous injuries. He guaranteed that he could solve these loopholes perfectly.

"You had two pets before. Dumbledore sent Sirius to deliver them to you. Why didn't you take them back to your dormitory?"

"Oh, have you really forgotten? No, you have never experienced these things at all. Don't set a trap for me." Harry said this lightly.

"The two snakes appeared during the Defense Against the Dark Arts exam. Dumbledore knew I had those two pets, but the two snakes were just the same color as my pets. Besides, the professor asked me to deal with them, so my solution is not to take them back. Is there any problem with that?"

Harry glanced at the thoughtful Dumbledore, seeking his support.

"Indeed." Dumbledore nodded. He only knew that there was a connection between the two, but he was not sure whether the two were really the same.

"Why not just administer the truth serum?" Snape said shockingly, but this statement was very consistent with his personality.

"If it were me, I would put them there too." Harry, who was sitting next to him, supported his opponent's idea. Oh?

The eyes of the three people present fell on him.

Harry did not explain why he spoke. Before he was injured, he had been staying in the ward. He could only feel that the two little snakes should be the Qinggang and Ziluan of the past. If they met, there would definitely be a confusion of time and space. Harry did not know that when these two snakes appeared, the two that stayed in his dormitory had disappeared.

"Why not--", Sirius paused, and finally chose to speak out his inner thoughts. He patted Harry's shoulder apologetically and said, I have to inconvenience you a little. Dumbledore should know his limits.

"Legendary will not work on them."

"Legitimate memory doesn't work on me." The former was said by Snape and Dumbledore together, and the latter was said by the two Harrys in unison.

Uh.

"Excuse me, please continue--"

"Then you shouldn't look for me, but should catch this person who suddenly appeared."

Now all the evidence cannot prove that Harry is the real him. Harry feels that he has won the game. He just wants to pull a few more hairs before leaving, he thought.