Harry Potter and the Rebirth

The little guy looked around and didn't like any of the boys around him, especially the tallest and strongest one.

Although Hagrid was surprised that it was not a dragon, and was also angry that he had been deceived, his instinct of loving living things still made him lower his body until he was almost level with the table.

"Come here, little guy, let me see."

In just a few moments, almost all the eggshells on the table had disappeared, except for a small piece that Draco had touched. The little guy didn't even look at it.

"He even dislikes me." Draco pointed at the little guy and said to Harry with disbelief on his face. How could someone dislike Malfoy? This is simply!

Hermione turned her back and wondered when she could go out. She was already hungry and didn't want to waste her time on such a little creature. Her review plan for today had been delayed by various things and she hadn't completed the task yet.

Thinking of this, Hermione began to feel overwhelmed. She had only finished half of the seven-foot assignment in the Charms class, and Professor Snape was going to check the preparation of the ointment in a few days. He also threatened that everyone had to drink the potion they prepared on the spot.

There are still a few more judgments in the history of magic that I haven't remembered. How long did the goblins take to make judgments?

She scratched her head angrily. The tasks were getting more and more, and each one weighed on her, making her free time seem particularly torturous. Even the non-existent clock began to tick, and each sound struck her heart hard, reminding her to study quickly.

Finally she made up her mind, turned around, and was about to say goodbye to Hagrid. "The boys can watch it if they want. I will go to review after dinner."

But I didn't expect that what I would be greeted with was a huge gift.

"Hermione, be careful!"

Harry had the fastest reaction among those present. He cast a Speed-Imprisonment, trying to hold back the little fellow that was flying towards Hermione, but because he was a freshman, he didn't have to exert much strength.

As a result, the little guy broke free easily. Hagrid took a step forward and stood in front of the little guy. Under the backlight, he was like a huge silent stone, and every inch of him exuded an aura that was not to be messed with.

However, the little guy didn't care at all. He turned a corner, and two almost transparent wings suddenly appeared on his body. He stumbled towards Hermione and suddenly lay on her shoulder.

"what!"

Hermione screamed and Hagrid turned around in a hurry, but it was also because of Hagrid's obstruction that Harry and Ron finally squeezed in, only to find that the little guy had changed.

As if it sensed Hermione's fear of it, the little guy looked aggrieved, blinking its big eyes non-stop and changing its color. Its whole body turned white and furry, and its wings suddenly disappeared.

The horns on his head began to grow, like new deer antlers, furry and tender. At the same time, the two whiskers on his mouth turned into a light golden color.

I have to say, this color combination, the snow-white body, and the distinct black and white eyes immediately hit Hermione's cute spot.

She felt her neck being rubbed by the little guy, as if he was acting coquettishly, "Woo, you're so cute!"

Hermione took it off her neck and held it in both hands, looking at it curiously.

The little guy saw the right moment, opened his two wings, gently bent them down, and slowly wrapped them around Hermione's palm. Feeling the gentle touch of her hand, her hair was a little itchy, and Hermione smiled unconsciously.

Harry and Ron were stunned. Ron felt itchy in his heart, so he moved forward and stretched out his paw to touch it.

Before Hermione could slap his paw away, the little guy changed his cute look, turned around and grinned at Ron. At this time, his tail formed a strong support and stood up to show his momentum, trying to scare Ron away.

After seeing this scene, Ron felt even more itchy in his heart. Hermione turned around and held the little guy in her arms. Although she was reluctant, she still lowered her head and said goodbye to it.

"Although I really want to raise you, but it was Hagrid who hatched you, I—"

The little guy seemed to understand what Hermione meant, and his eyes instantly welled up with crystal tears. A few drops of tears fell on Hermione's clothes. It was obvious that he was still kind to this human being whom he had just met, and he could not bear the separation.

"You take it." Seeing Hermione and the little guy reluctant to part, Hagrid was so moved that tears were streaming down his face. He pulled out a handkerchief from his arms and wiped the tears vigorously.

Draco, who was behind him, crossed his arms. After hearing the voice, he frowned slightly in disgust, and taking advantage of the fact that no one saw him, he began to look around the room.

The sky was gradually getting dark. Looking outside from inside the house, it was pitch black. One could only see the Hogwarts castle flashing in the distance. Unless one lay on the window with their nose pressed against it, it would be difficult for anyone to see that there was a person squatting at the bottom of the window.

"Tsk, I thought it was something good." Dudley squatted and walked to the side. After standing up, he rubbed his sore legs and patted his butt with disdain.

"You're still holding this thing tightly. It's just a weird-looking mutant snake. I don't know what it is. Why do you treat it like such a treasure? It's a dragon..."

Dudley muttered as he walked, regretting his curiosity very much. He wasted the whole afternoon on this trip, which was completely meaningless.

"Hurry up and eat--"

"Hey - isn't this Thomas? Why are you here?"

Thomas's face was gloomy at this time, without any innocence or liveliness. There was some dirt on the tip of his wand, and his robe and shoes below his calves were dirty. Seeing this little brother in such a predicament, Dudley looked into the distance, but unfortunately he couldn't see anything clearly. It seemed that the grass there had been overturned.

"What are you doing? Why are you so embarrassed?"

Dudley came forward and vowed to return all the frustration he had felt that afternoon to this two-faced guy. He was really bold and didn't even bother to pretend.

"I'm not like you, squatting under someone's window, eavesdropping, and using advanced spells in such places."

He wants to learn the Disillusionment Charm but can't. Yet this person actually uses it to do some sneaky things. It's really unreasonable.

By the way, could the bottle be in this guy's possession? Or maybe it was picked up by the Slytherin guys?