Harry Potter and the Rebirth

Soon, Hermione hurried over with Professor McGonagall. They had been confronting each other for a while. The parties sat under another tree and yawned leisurely.

"Professor McGonagall!" Harry shouted excitedly. Professor McGonagall hurried along, her expression serious but anxious. How could someone use her name to bully students? This really annoyed her.

Behind her was Dumbledore walking slowly, his long beard swaying in the breeze from the lake. From time to time, he took out a candy from his pocket and put it into his mouth.

It doesn't seem like they are here to deal with school disputes, but rather to have a spring outing.

Seeing that the headmaster and professors had arrived, especially Professor McGonagall, the big guy didn't bother to please them and quickly cleared himself of suspicion.

He stammered as he ran to Headmaster Dumbledore and said, "I - I saw this guy being so arrogant at the dinner table today, and I wanted to give him some advice in private."

"Child, is this really the case?" Dumbledore was amiable, with a faint smile on his lips, and he seemed extremely reliable.

Professor McGonagall walked up to Thomas. Harry had just told him that they had forced the jar here to be used as a scapegoat.

She still had some impression of this child. He studied very hard every time and came to her office from time to time after class to solve his confusion about Transfiguration. He was a hard-working and talented child, but a little introverted.

He didn't expect that such introversion would lead to bullying from that group of people, and they even dared to slander him.

Professor Meowmeow frowned and looked at the Slytherin people coldly, and punished the leader severely.

Dumbledore finished his conversation with the big guy. He took Professor McGonagall aside and said, "Minerva, I can feel that what he said is probably true—"

"What! This is impossible!"

Professor Meow Meow looked very shocked and took a small step back. She had never done such a thing before, but she would not admit who was so bold as to throw dirty water on her.

"Someone must have cast a Confusion Curse or an Imperius Curse on him and implanted this subconscious thought in his mind. In that case, this person must also be a victim."

Dumbledore spoke.

Professor McGonagall returned to her original state, and became a little worried about the Slytherin student, "Is it lifted now?"

"I can see some traces. It should have been lifted before we arrived. The person who cast the spell should be among this group of people."

Dumbledore looked around at the people around him. Someone else had sneaked in, or someone had disguised themselves as a student and had been lurking here for a long time. The previous events, including the note handed to Harry and Neville being controlled by the Imperius Curse, had not yet been explained...

Professor McGonagall cast her suspicion on Dudley, who seemed to be very relaxed.

"It's not him," Dumbledore said with great certainty. Professor McGonagall immediately dispelled her suspicion of Dudley. If Dumbledore said it was not him, then it was definitely not him.

Harry couldn't possibly be that, and Ron was also a good boy, so he could be among the Slytherin group. Professor Meowth counted and there were seven people in total, including the Hufflepuff jar.

Dumbledore walked up to the big guy and deducted 50 points from Slytherin in front of everyone. The students who were still in the hall saw that the green gem in Slytherin's funnel suddenly dropped a bit. "Who did this? I'll find him out and skin him alive."

Gryffindor had originally won this year's Quidditch Cup, with Slytherin coming in second. With another 50 points deducted, the house cup, which had been won for six consecutive years, would be handed over to someone else.

The big guy slumped down on the lawn, his eyes full of despair. This shouldn't happen, this shouldn't happen, he muttered to himself. He had originally wanted to find a way out, but he didn't expect to get himself into trouble.

Dumbledore gently picked up the big guy and slowly walked back to the castle.

"I haven't asked you what your name is yet?"

"My name is Bart, sir."

"Okay, Mr. Bart, now as the headmaster of Slytherin, I ask Mr. Bart to do me a favor."

The light appeared in Bart's eyes.

"You said it, you said it."

"I will give you 80 extra points at the end of the term. The 50 points I deducted today to confuse some people, and the other 50 points are for your honesty and help."

How come it's 50 points? He seemed to see the doubt in Bart's mind.

"I will also deduct 20 points for your behavior of bullying the classmate."

"Yes, sir, I will never be like this again."

Bart lowered his head guiltily.

"To protect you, I will ask them to keep this matter secret and will not let Professor Snape cause trouble for you, but you have to pretend to be upset to deceive some people."

"Who exactly are you looking for, sir? I can help."

"No need, kid. And you just thought it was Professor McGonagall, but someone actually cast a Confusion Charm on you. Do you still remember this?"

"That's not right," Bart still insisted, "I can see Professor McGonagall's eyes clearly, and I even know that she is approving of me in her heart, saying that she never expected that Slytherin would one day be so in line with her wishes, so I -"

After saying this, Bart's voice gradually became quieter. He also understood what was wrong with this matter. Not to mention how Mag went against his character, just hearing other people's inner thoughts was a very outrageous thing in itself.

Bart lowered his head and Dumbledore patted his shoulder to comfort him. The enemy was hiding in the dark and it was hard to guard against.

The Slytherin students were dragged into the castle by Professor McGonagall. Ron squatted down to comfort Harry who was still crying. His sleeves were wet with the surging tears. Ron stood up and tugged at Harry's clothes.

"Hurry up and dry up that piece of water."

Harry took a look and saw that Thomas looked clean and refreshed again.

Ron looked at it with admiration, then lifted the little can up and continued to comfort him. It was really an unprovoked disaster. How could he be caught by those people? And he was used as a scapegoat. It was really abominable!

It’s really satisfying to see the points deducted.

"Don't tell this to anyone—"

"I will--"

Dudley was in a good mood at the moment, and Dumbledore used some tricks to relax the restrictions slightly, allowing him to launch some small counterattacks.

Dudley and Thomas walked together, trying to win over this introverted little guy, and take all the credit for the sudden appearance of Harry and Ron, as well as the professors.

Harry was talking quietly to Ron.

"The leader must keep this matter secret—"

"Why!?" Ron wondered.