Harry Potter and the Rebirth

"I can give you some clues about that door." Nicomel motioned the little guys to go to the study. A few of them jumped down from the desks. In mid-air, a small parachute flew out from behind them, and then they landed safely. The parachutes fell on the ground, forming white flowers.

"This is--" Dumbledore asked curiously.

"It's a little trick I learned from the Muggle world."

Upon hearing this, Dumbledore added a few more sugar cubes into his tea, peeled off his beard, leaned forward to take a sip, and revealed a satisfied smile. Yes, this is the kind of sweetness.

Nicomel frowned, apparently unable to accept his friend's addiction to sweets.

Soon, the little guys brought a white, heavy book from the study. There were golden lines on it, forming mysterious symbols. Dumbledore was immediately attracted by the book. How should I put it? This was a magical premonition. He could find the answer.

Nicomel's rough fingers trembled as he turned one of the pages. Then he turned the whole book over, pointed at some jumping words, and said to Dumbledore.

"This contains the legend about the founding of Hogwarts. It is different from the one widely circulated in the world today. It is more desperate and darker. Nicomel's thoughts fell into the past. He obviously remembered the first time he came into contact with this story.

The wizard, who was originally high and mighty, suddenly turned into a clown for people's entertainment. The fish stuck on the chopping board could only helplessly watch the chef sharpening his knife.

Nicomel only revealed this, which coincided with Dumbledore's guess. He was sure that in today's wizarding world, no force was capable of doing such a thing under his nose. However, this was actually the thing he was most unwilling to accept.

Dumbledore picked up a piece of sugar cube on the tea table next to him. Nico couldn't bear it anymore, so he snatched the sugar cube and threw it into his tea. Dumbledore just stared blankly at the sugar cube surrounded by the tea, which became sticky with the red liquid, slowly dissolved, and finally disappeared.

Inexplicably, I recalled the current situation of the wizarding world. Since the reform of magic, the obscure parts of ancient magic have been abandoned, and efforts have been made to enable wizards to master easy and convenient ways of casting spells, but the price is a significant decline in strength.

How long has it been since a new spell was created? Dumbledore is determined to make drastic changes to the happy education at Hogwarts in order to give the children some ability to protect themselves when disaster strikes.

Nicomel watched Dumbledore in deep thought, thinking about the identities of other headmasters and the many titles following him, and immediately came up with an idea.

This was a gift he left for his younger generations. He picked up the black tea in front of him and took a sip. He was immediately grimacing with the sweetness. He frowned, cut half of a lemon next to it and put it in, then added 1/3 of water. Only then did he feel he could swallow it.

Dumbledore received a gift from Nicomelech, and also received the last meaningful words from his old friend, "As for the other question you asked me, as far as I know, the Unbreakable Vow can only work between two independent souls. You are one, and so is Harry."

Dumbledore didn't expect that the news he brought would strengthen his old friend's determination to die. This should be the last time they met. Perhaps being alive was not a blessing for him. Dumbledore sighed and knew that he would have to shoulder the next burden for a long time.

Some things must be warned.

Dumbledore showed up at Nott's Manor for the first time. Unfortunately, the owner of the manor was not very welcoming. The two looked at each other in the garden. Cantankerus Nott (Old Nott) touched the wand inside his clothes and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Headmaster Albus Dumbledore, I wonder what is the purpose of your sudden visit to my humble abode?" He remembered what happened recently in Knockturn Alley and frowned. Could it be that -

That woman Hermann is unreliable. She actually let that kid escape to Dumbledore, causing his plan to capture Muggle children to be suspended for a period of time. Is Dumbledore here to settle the score now?

He has no evidence, and this hypocritical White Devil will definitely not break the current stalemate, otherwise he will be attacked by other pure-blood families. If Nott is like this, how will the others be any better?

They are not the only family that openly hates Muggles but actually has a close relationship with them. Malfoy also plays both sides and has business dealings with Muggles.

It's really a disgrace to their pure-blood family.

Dumbledore said nothing, stretched out the Elder Wand, and teleported to old Nott's side, with the tip of the wand touching his neck, and then the two of them appeared in the reception hall of the manor.

"Let's talk about some things, and hopefully we can reach some consensus during this pleasant conversation."

Old Nott gave Dumbledore a fierce look, but due to his past great achievements, powerful strength, and the Ministry of Magic that he had controlled in recent years, he finally chose to swallow his anger.

The strange man who appeared behind Dumbledore had white hair, one dark eye and one light eye, and a powerful aura. "G-Grimm--"

Old Nott was not very surprised that the two demon kings, one black and one white, could live in peace with each other. In that era, any discerning person could see that something was wrong between the two.

Then his waist suddenly bent down, and his original self-righteousness turned into timidity. He couldn't beat one person, let alone two people combined. It was no wonder that his manor became like a fishing net, allowing people to enter and exit freely.

He waved his hand, cutting off some of the defense mechanisms in the manor. He was not so stupid as to show off his skills in front of Guan Gong. The shrewd Slytherin knew how to judge the situation. Perhaps, the first person to contact would have certain advantages and would always be better than Malfoy.

(Malfoy: Hehe, didn't you expect that? I followed my son Draco and boarded Dumbledore's ship in advance.)

Dumbledore got the information from old Nott about the Muggle high-ranking official he had been in contact with. Apparently, despite years of cooperation and the many contributions made by that Muggle, he still did not take him seriously and instead thought it was natural for him to serve him.

"Did you reveal the location of the Velez family?"

Old Nott was thoughtful. Although he didn't like this pure-blood traitor, he was still superior to Muggles. How could he be bullied by those mudbloods? This made Old Nott furious. A mere Muggle dared to hurt a wizard. It was unforgivable.

No wonder the wizards in that area suddenly moved away in large numbers. I didn't expect that—

Dumbledore and Grindelwald looked at each other. Given old Nott's personality, it was something he could do to collect Muggle children to do some evil experiments. But if he let Muggles hurt wizards, he, who claimed to be noble, would never do that.

But I can't be sure.

Dumbledore and old Nott were exchanging witticisms. From the very beginning, when Dumbledore took out his wand to threaten him, he understood Dumbledore's determination.

In the end, I decided to reveal a little bit. Since I have chosen to join, I still have to bring my own gifts to show some sincerity.