Harry Potter and the Rebirth

Dumbledore had no energy to care about these small lawsuits. He gave a passionate speech, and the Weird Sisters began their performance. Then a mountain of delicious food appeared on the table. It was almost the best meal in Hogwarts in the year, at least Harry thought so.

After being imprisoned for a long time, he couldn't help but drool at the sight of such delicious food. The sweet and crispy egg tarts, with a golden crust and a soft caramel-colored core, were decorated with different fruits, including bright red and shiny strawberries, crisp and sweet apples, and a beef steak with plenty of tension. There were also various sauces, including ketchup, salad dressing, and black pepper...

Grilled pizza, pasta with bolognese sauce, burgers, pork chops, sandwiches with lots of toppings...

Harry buried his head, ignoring the provocation of the man next to him. Things had already come to this, so why bother thinking about it and making himself upset? What Gryffindor said in his mind worked.

Let him think carefully and not let the anger in his heart blind his eyes. Who is the person behind Dudley? Is his purpose to sow discord between him and Dumbledore? Why not capture him but not kill him, and just keep his hair, isn't it safer? The place where he is hidden is so easy to be discovered...

After being together for so long, would Dumbledore be that kind of person? The enemy they faced was extremely powerful, and they couldn't spend all their energy on these details.

Harry agreed with this so much that he decided to get closer to the man who wanted to kill him.

But he thought, maybe, he could try, after all, Harry felt the chill on his scalp, with "some" of his memories, could he really remain indifferent? This was one of the reasons why he didn't expose it to Dumbledore.

This should be the tacit understanding between Dumbledore and I. Harry stabbed his knife and fork hard on a piece of steak, half of which was filled with ketchup and the other half was filled with black pepper sauce. Then he raised it and took a big bite. The rich meat aroma exploded in his mouth. The tender taste was the enjoyment of the taste buds and rushed straight to the top of his head. Harry squinted his eyes with satisfaction. It’s great that I can still see these friends now.

Harry recalled the times he and Dumbledore had looked into each other's eyes in the classroom, and felt a little relieved.

Seeing that Harry ignored his provocation, Dudley felt that his fist was like hitting cotton, which was very meaningless. Ron next to him was as cold as ice, as if he was trying to prove his loyalty to his friend, but also felt dissatisfied about being deceived. Even when Dudley opened his mouth to change the topic, Ron remained indifferent.

After dinner, Dumbledore personally sent Neville back to his grandmother's house, where Neville was scolded by his grandmother.

After that, after he had a good sleep at Hogwarts, he welcomed another busy year. He went to meet Fudge to discuss the matter of the Muggle Prime Minister, and met with the principals of other schools to push the process forward. He encountered obstacles at Durmstrang. Karkaroff did not believe Dumbledore's frank conversation, but instead thought that it was a weakening of his own school. Good things should be hidden, so how could they be made known to the public?

Although Karkaroff couldn't see what was wrong with this and it seemed like a very good suggestion, he still stubbornly insisted on his own school's teaching methods (this person was treated as a fool by the Death Eaters at the time).

Maxime of Beauxbatons readily accepted Dumbledore's suggestion. She had always admired Dumbledore and believed that he had achieved such great things, and that his vision matched his abilities. He was a person of noble character who wished the best for the wizarding world.

The first year's Christmas was spent in such a sloppy way. Dumbledore didn't know what went wrong in his mind, but added another space in the dormitory so that Harry and Dudley's beds could be next to each other. At this time, the two of them did not feel so disgusted. Harry accepted his friend's persuasion on the surface and said that he understood Dumbledore's good intentions.

In fact, he didn't feel anything at all. Maybe he was used to it, or maybe this plan was also a way to monitor Dudley, which made it easier for Harry to make the next arrangements.

The Christmas holiday was over quickly. During this period, Dudley did not cause any new trouble. Instead, he kept to himself in Hogwarts. During this period, he was taken out by Dumbledore and chose a wand of his own.

Amazingly, the wand was made of rowan wood and unicorn feathers, and was eleven inches.

Rowan wood wands are most suitable for people with clear minds and pure hearts. At the same time, this kind of wand is also very sharp in duels, far superior to wands made of other woods. Unicorn feathers are chosen for people with noble character. Ovanrid praised the little fat man again and again. I don't know if he was talking nonsense because of Dumbledore's arrival, or because Dudley himself possessed this trait.

Ever since Dudley learned about the nature of the wand from Offanlidd, he has had a sneer on his face. He dislikes the wand in his hand and this store. He thinks the boss is not competent and loves to talk nonsense. Old man Dumbledore also has poor taste and brought him to such a bad store to choose his wand.

After Ron learned about Dudley's wand from Harry, he was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth for a long time. How about he ask his father to go to another store to try it during the summer vacation?

Malfoy fell into deep thought, but the Ovanrid family had done extensive research on wands in their family records, and would not have made such a low-level mistake, which was -

What other secrets does this person have?

Dumbledore was resting in his office at this time, sorting out the information he had obtained from Dudley's mind. Different people would have different perceptions of the same thing.

Because Harry had experienced Dumbledore's advanced Legilimency, and because of the experience he had accumulated in his previous life, he was usually very careful about his eye contact with Dumbledore. It was not until he had the ability to close his mind that he began to relax.

Although Dudley knew that Dumbledore had this ability, he had not experienced it himself, or did not take it too seriously even if he had experienced it. Harry's experience was like a cartoon in his mind, which he had seen but did not feel involved in.

The processing of this information was placed on the edge, so after several approaches, Dumbledore also made some gratifying progress.

The blue door was very gorgeous, and the surrounding space was empty. There was a very powerful person inside the door, and there were other people in Hogwarts.

Dumbledore stuffed a lemon snowball into his mouth, his beard trembling up and down, his eyes narrowed happily, it seems -

Dumbledore felt the pain in his mind, which made him even happier. Now he had the upper hand, didn't he?

"You're eating candy again!"

Professor McGonagall came in and grabbed Dumbledore by the pigtail. "This week's candy is half off—"

Dumbledore's face wrinkled, as if the sugar in his mouth was sour, and he showed an expression of despair.