Harry Potter and the Rebirth

"What's wrong with you? Are there sphinxes growing out of your brains? You are such a bunch of stupid trolls. Gryffindor lions really don't have brains?"

When Snape saw that there were two or three Slytherins on the other side, he felt a little embarrassed. When he saw Draco hiding behind Ron and trying to sneak away but was grabbed by Seamus' sleeve, his face became even darker.

"Your poor old professor has to clean up your mess. Fifty points will be deducted for provoking Gryffindor and offending your old professor." Ron's face turned even redder. He glared at Snape, and his fiery red hair made him look like a burning flame.

"Ron is disrespectful to the professor, Gryffindor will deduct another ten points," Hermione heard it, squeezed out from the crowd behind, and pulled Ron to prevent him from acting impulsively.

Snape saw it with sharp eyes, heard the news, hurried over to Professor McGonagall, and said reluctantly, "Slytherin acted impulsively, deduct ten points."

"And you," he glanced around and saw this group of brainless little monsters. He was deeply worried about the future of the British wizarding world.

Hmm? In the quiet environment, the little girl blowing leaves on the table is more conspicuous.

"Ravenclaw is disrespectful to teachers, ten points will be deducted." Snape deducted points quickly as if he had caught something, and before she left the table, his saliva flew out and touched everyone next to the professor.

"All of you will be put in detention every weekend for two months." The professor pursed his lips in satisfaction when he heard the wailing. He turned around and saw Harry looking at the people around him with a gloating look.

Then he changed the subject, "And you, Potter, you saw your classmate doing something wrong and didn't try to stop him, so you were also put in solitary confinement for two months."

After saying that, he strode away, his cape fluttering like a bat flying close to the ground, leaving behind a stunned Harry and Professor McGonagall who rushed over to teach Ron and the Velez twins a lesson.

The professor gained happiness, the students gained confinement, and everyone has a bright future.

Dumbledore looked at the screaming little wizards behind him, ate his pile of cockroaches with satisfaction, and left happily.

The next day, Harry had to attend the Defense Against the Dark Arts class in the morning. This was something he had been looking forward to for a long time. He was really curious about what kind of person this so-called Professor Quirrell was like.

So he woke up early, called Ron, met Hermione on the way, and the three of them went to the Great Hall for breakfast together. It seemed to be the same as in the previous life, but everything was different.

At breakfast time, Harry looked at the food in front of him. It was either potatoes or potatoes, and there were also various kinds of roast meats. Even though he had been eating British food since he was a child, he had never gotten used to it.

Since he traveled around the world and tasted many kinds of delicious food, he kept a distance from these foods that were related to gazing at the stars.

Next to them, Hermione and Ron were criticizing Professor Snape with a common hatred.

It turns out that Hermione still respects her teachers very much. Ever since the bat added her to the detention list, Hermione has looked at Snape as if his nose is not a nose and his eyes are not eyes.

His sudden behavior disrupted her plans and shortened her study time. Hermione was a person with plans, and once something disrupted her plans, she would become extremely irritable.

Harry divided half of his thoughts, listening with one ear, and used the other half to communicate with Malfoy in his mind. In just a short while, he had discussed with Malfoy how to find the boy.

However, with Harry's knowledge, years of travel, and his exploration of magic with Dumbledore in recent years, how could he have no clue about this kind of magic and be confused? Could it be ancient magic? At this level, Dumbledore couldn't understand it.

Harry thought of the strange door and the golden pendant again. What? A pendant? When did he have one? His thoughts were swallowed up again. Harry struggled hard, but it was no use.

The ferret in his mind looked at the stubborn boy helplessly. What was going on? Why was he here again? It wouldn't be good for him to know too much.

There's something wrong with me! There's something wrong with this system! There's something wrong with this world!

After Harry had this thought, the dying ferret in his head sat up in shock and found that the entire glass screen was flashing red, demanding that Harry be killed.

When Voldemort, who was struggling to death, heard this voice, a glimmer of hope appeared in his eyes. This was an opportunity. However, what did this kid do to cause such a big reaction from this mysterious thing?

Before Voldemort could figure it out, the flickering screen became quiet, but then fonts began to appear rapidly. The red light became brighter and brighter, which made Voldemort unable to help but close his eyes. However, he closed his eyes forever.

Task 17: Please ask the host to refine a thinking hat. The task time is one minute. If the task is successful, the magic power reserve will be increased by ten. If the task fails, one third of Voldemort's soul will be absorbed.

Task 18: Ask the host to let Neil accept you as his apprentice. The task takes one minute. If the task is successful, your alchemy talent will be increased by ten. If the task fails, you will absorb one third of Voldemort's soul.

Ding——, mission failed, punishment began. Before Voldemort on the other side of the screen could carry out his grand plan, the system killed him neatly and was absorbed by Harry.

Ding ding ding, Harry's physical scores kept rising.

The ferret cut off Harry's perception of this place and pretended to be normal. It's not time yet, has the progress been accelerated? The ferret was very confused?

It decided to go to the tribe to find out what was going on, and turned into a giant dragon that covered the sky and the sun. It flew to the highest point and disappeared under the starry sky.

Harry felt his head pause and his whole body become stronger, but it was fleeting.

Seamus next to him poked Harry, and Harry turned around and looked at Seamus with a suspicious look. Seamus' face turned red. Was the savior so handsome? This thick black hair, emerald green eyes, bright red lips, he glanced down and his face turned even redder.

For the first time, Seamus felt the benefits of Britain's openness. He suppressed his thoughts and apologized to Harry somewhat embarrassedly.

It was because of him that Harry's magic power was exhausted during the Transfiguration class yesterday. Being from a wizard family, he knew that a little wizard would cause harm to his body if he used magic excessively.

In this regard, Seamus expressed his deep apologies. He wanted to find Harry yesterday, but he didn't see him the whole day. When he saw him, it was already evening. Looking at Harry's tired expression, he didn't want to disturb him. Now he has found an opportunity.

Harry graciously accepted the little boy's apology, which made Seamus, who already had a good impression of Harry, like him even more. He was such a considerate person.

As they settled themselves into their chairs, Harry looked at Professor Quirrell with a sense of impending disaster.

Professor Quirrell took off his purple scarf, looking extremely charming. Harry quickly looked inside his head and saw that Voldemort was gone. It was like the sky had fallen.

At this time, Professor Quirrell's eyes fell on Harry and he smiled slightly.