Harry Potter and the Rebirth

Then, their eyes met. It was a wonderful feeling, which Harry couldn't explain, but the hole in his heart was filled up all of a sudden, becoming strong and powerful, and began to pump oxygen and blood throughout the body in a healthy rhythm.

He jumped up and down and moved around the office, just like his usual demonstrations in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, except there was no audience.

Harry followed Sirius's instruction and jumped into the dark pit in one round. Sirius put down his wand and a satisfied smile on his face. As close as they were to each other, Harry understood his feelings better.

There were no defense mechanisms set up in this place, and Harry reached the bottom smoothly. The ground under his feet felt very soft. He looked down and found that it was covered with thick plastic straw mats, which was very solid.

At this moment, Bai You in Harry's mind felt something was wrong. He felt that all his authority was returned at once. He could see clearly that Harry was now in a dark place. There was some light in the farthest place, as if many gold, silver and jewels were placed in it. It looked familiar.

However, this magical feeling only lasted for a moment, and then it disappeared. Bai You's five senses of the outside world suddenly fell into darkness again. Something must have happened outside -

In the real world, Harry held up the wand, and there was a soft light at the tip of the wand. It was not dazzling, but could illuminate the space in front clearly.

He walked forward cautiously and looked behind him. Sirius also came down. He dusted off his robes and cast several spells at Harry's back.

It was like a spring of clear water or fluorescent lights flashing, and Harry didn't even try to hide. Sirius was thinking something, and his expression was very strange. He wanted to laugh but didn't dare to. He cast whatever spells he remembered, and there was no communication between him and Harry, but the two of them reached a tacit understanding to a certain extent.

He saw Harry in front of him stop and stay where he was.

Then, when he saw the scene in front of him, he felt it was natural. It was the first time he saw it and he was shocked for a long time. The mountains of jewels, each one of which was once the property of an ancient country, hidden in the deepest part of the treasury, contained a long history.

Harry was not shocked by the wealth, but he had seen every piece of jewelry in books. The teacher at the podium seemed to appear before his eyes, telling him the long and deep history of each piece of gorgeous jewelry, the rise and fall of the family, the change of dynasties, and the bloody struggle for power.

Each piece once symbolized a glorious history, especially the one in the middle. Harry moved closer, wondering how there could be two exactly the same ones in the world?

When his hand passed through it, he understood the truth. Countless particles of light bounced, leaped, and flew away on his hand. What everyone was fighting for was just an illusion.

After approaching, Sirius did not make any more moves, but walked into a corner. Against the backdrop of the blue door, the little mouse looked insignificant, even negligible.

Only then did Harry notice the image deeper inside that seemed out of place, yet seemed to fit in particularly nicely.

If Draco came here, he would be very happy, Harry thought, and he carefully observed the patterns on the dragon. For some reason, the motto of Hogwarts emerged in his mind - Do not disturb a sleeping dragon.

He had known this since his last life, but he still couldn't figure it out. He was just like the fool, crybaby, scum, and twist that Dumbledore had described him as.

In the headmaster's office, Snape stood aside with his arms folded, an unmoved expression, while Dumbledore stared thoughtfully at the large bottle in front of him. Inside was a mixture of pink solids and gas evaporating from the solids, with some occasionally remaining along the wall of the bottle.

"I don't know when you still have this ability. It seems that I still underestimated you."

Dumbledore teased Snape, saying that he was so skilled that he could restore a potion 100% in a short time without any materials, and he could make so many of them.

"I remind you once again," Snape said bluntly, "this thing is contagious and corrosive. Anything it touches will be engulfed by it and transformed into its own kind."

"Also, this is not a potion, but a creature. You should ask Kettleburn or your Hagrid--" Snape's tone was dragged out and sarcastic, as if expressing some dissatisfaction.

Dumbledore's expression remained unchanged and he kept smiling. He understood that Snape saw another ending for himself in Thomas.

It's just that the forces behind Thomas are more sinister, vicious, and decisive. At the same time, he joined earlier, while Snape -

"We have actually made all the preparations, haven't we?"

Dumbledore said this without any context, but Snape understood what he meant. All the plots were arranged silently and then closed without any fuss. In fact, the whole plan was arranged in a very short time.

But it took a long time to prepare in the early stages.

In fact, we only need to circle out the intersection of these things among all the members of Hogwarts.

First of all, there was the day when Harry woke up from his injury. All the people who might have known that Harry would go looking for news about Snape. This was a range. Dumbledore even included Ron and Hermione. Of course, Cedric who delivered the note was not spared, as well as the two little wizards who appeared in the infirmary and happened to hear the news.

Secondly, it was Christmas when Neville was found to be under the Imperius Curse. Dumbledore screened Neville for two days before and after when he behaved normally, and all the people who had contact with him, including professors, and screened out a large number of people within this range.

The workload involved was quite tedious and huge, and the standards of contact were set differently by each person. Dumbledore troubled all the people he trusted, and the portraits on the walls of the castle became his best helpers, not to mention the difficulties involved.

Of course, how could he be sure that these incidents were all caused by the same forces?

Regarding this point, we must thank Dudley for his friendship and help. Dumbledore trusted him but was also wary of him, but the value Dudley showed in this earned him enough preferential treatment.

As for today's scene, Dudley had already contacted them through the channel between the two of them, and the act of running was also premeditated. After all, the smell of the evil curse was too pungent.

This is also the reason why Hermione was able to find Dumbledore in time.

He was very annoyed by the fact that Dumbledore was watching from the sidelines, and he was a little surprised by the person who was transferred. He originally wanted to catch a small shrimp to win Dumbledore's trust and thus untie some constraints. His goal was achieved, but it seemed that -