Harry Potter and the Rebirth

At this moment, Harry and Snape raised their heads at the same time and looked at each other. Harry seemed a little embarrassed at this moment. He smiled sheepishly, and the arc of his fake smile revealed his big white teeth.

Snape had a blank expression on his face at this time, but the other three people noticed this strange reaction.

"What are you doing?" Dumbledore frowned. After a seed of doubt was planted in his heart, he tried various ideas one after another. Was Harry under the Imperius Curse? A Metamorphosis disguised as Harry sneaked in.

It's just that there are some things that cannot be asked. Harry always evaded them with some vague answers, including the master he found for him, Mad-Eye Moody, and his other teacher. He also tested this one and found that he knew them very well.

"Snape saw you go to the first floor of the basement and to a mysterious space. After he entered, he found a Harry lying there. How do you explain this?"

Snape was still arguing with Harry, and Dumbledore chose to speak up and take over the conversation.

"I'm actually curious how you got in there?"

Snape did not answer Harry's question. He turned to Dumbledore and said, "The one who is as weak as a chicken is the real Harry. This fake one is definitely not Harry."

"Severus, how can you be so sure?"

Harry stared at Snape with a look of great resistance.

"I can talk to this little Potter in my heart, but it's only for one minute a day, so the time is very limited."

Dumbledore showed an excited expression, thinking, "Harry can only talk to you?"

"Now I know that there seems to be Malfoy as well." Snape was the first person to begin to suspect Harry, and then he told his suspicions to Dumbledore, and it was Malfoy who confirmed his guess.

He still remembered that it was one afternoon when he was grading homework in annoyance when the guy with blond hair pushed open the door. His face was more serious than he had ever seen before. He couldn't help but correct his attitude and had a serious conversation with this guy who he thought was a child.

I have to say, he is truly Malfoy.

With a creak, the door of the classroom in front was pushed open, revealing several eavesdropping heads.

Ron was so excited by the news that he pushed Malfoy who was right below him hard. Unexpectedly, Draco's support was not stable and he pushed the door of the classroom open with great force. At the top were the twin brothers, who lined up in a row with smiles on their faces and stood at the front of the classroom.

Then when he saw the two Harrys sitting there, he gasped.

"Hearing is hearing, but seeing it in person is really different."

"It seems to be true. One is like a poor little thing that has been abused for a long time, and the other is——"

As soon as Ron entered the room, he set his eyes on the two Harrys. Then he walked straight to Harry, squatted beside his chair, and looked at the bandage wrapped around his abdomen with heartache.

"From that time until now, it has never been well. Did you receive my Christmas present?"

Harry patted Ron's shoulder, motioning him to sit on the chair next to him, then took out a red rope hidden in his sleeve. The intricate weaving method on it formed several very exquisite patterns, with gold thread entangled in it.

"This is a peace rope from China, something that blesses its owner with peace and happiness." Since he came from China in his previous life, Ron did not limit his Christmas gifts to these Western ones. Instead, he chose the one he thought Harry needed most right now, which was to ward off bad luck.

"Where is your gift? It turns out you gave it to that fake guy." Harry was very sad. He boasted that he had helped Ron a lot during this period. Could it be that he would not receive his Christmas gift just because he was not Harry? Could it be that friendship was only maintained by the identity between two names?

Ron turned his head away. He didn't dare to look at Harry's eyes. He was very angry at this guy who hurt his true friend and almost killed him. That was under the premise that he had never accepted help from this guy.

He has made a lot of progress, which is actually partly due to this fake guy now.

"Then, those chocolates are from me." Ron didn't dare to look at Harry's eyes. Oh my God, why did Sirius tell him? If he didn't tell him, he would feel at ease and pretend that he had never found out.

Now it feels difficult to do anything.

"I knew it, just your little bits and pieces -" Harry knew that one of the candies must have been given by Ron, but, but -

"You can use the gifts I give you to buy a new wand of your own..." Harry was clearly talking to Ron, but his eyes were looking at the silent Harry on the side. There was provocation in his eyes. He believed that even if he was eventually discovered, he would create barriers around this guy.

Let him remember at all times that there was someone else involved in their past.

Why does Harry live such a happy life? Why should I live in a dark corner?

Harry patted Ron's hand. He was still open-minded about this matter.

"If someone helps you, you should return the favor. I know you very well." Harry's eyes were gentle and his tone was soft, even though he was still very weak and spoke weakly.

Deep down in his heart, he did not think that this was a betrayal by his friend, even though the impostor had hurt him, but he had not hurt Ron. Besides, Ron only treated him as Harry, which was why he accepted his help so calmly, instead of thinking that it was a way of showing off.

Ron would not accept Percy's advice. Harry laughed softly when he thought of this.

Ron raised his head and looked at Harry's thin face with a little emotion on his face. At this moment, he felt even more guilty.

"What are you laughing at? How dare you laugh now?" Draco looked at Harry with a reproachful look. He also pulled a stool and sat next to Harry. Recently, he had tried to communicate with Harry in his heart, but Harry ignored him. It was not until he realized that there was something wrong with Harry that he breathed a sigh of relief.

The three adults present had no objection to the four children coming in. Perhaps the recognition between the children was the most real.

What about the twin brothers? Why did they remain silent after they came in?

Harry felt very strange. He turned his head and saw the Velez twins were touching him.

Fred scratched Harry's cheek and George pulled his hair. "Brother, can you see what's going on?"

"I can't see it, but it's really amazing. He knows everything. Could he be Harry's clone?"

"Can you please stop touching me?" Harry couldn't help himself.

"Angry, Harry is angry--"

Harry now thinks that he still has a chance to turn the tables. After all, the golden thread on his body cannot be ignored. Although he doesn't know why it has become like this, he decided to make use of it.