Harry Potter and the Rebirth

There were quite a few people in the auditorium, and the noise was so noisy that it sounded like millions of sparrows singing together in one's ears.

In the vast crowd, Harry found two people standing out at the Gryffindor table. Their Hufflepuff uniforms were particularly eye-catching. Some little girls around them had red cheeks and looked at Cedric and Finnegan next to him with a slightly teasing look. Finnegan was holding a small cake in his hand.

How did they get together?

Harry glanced at it and didn't care. He turned around and walked towards the Slytherin table. The atmosphere here was completely different from that of the entire Great Hall.

Some people at the front of the table behaved elegantly and noblely. They did not speak while eating or sleeping. The only sound that could be heard around them was the slight collision of knives and plates, and the occasional conversation was also in whispers.

Some people sitting a little further back behaved awkwardly and looked a little cautious. From time to time, they turned their heads to look at the front of the table, as if they were trying to learn the way they ate and want to fit in with them.

Harry sat between the two, with Draco to her left, Pansy sitting across the table from her, and Theodore Nott not far from her, some shrewd people looking up, some heirs of ancient pure-blood families, seemed to surround the new girl.

"Here, try this."

Draco carefully pushed a strawberry cupcake in front of Harry.

"Thank you."

Harry nodded modestly, her hands moving without changing, smoothly cutting the sausages on her plate and squeezing thick ketchup on them.

"What do you want to eat? I remember you didn't seem to like strawberry flavor. How about a piece of mango?"

Pansy, who was sitting across the table, used some magic to mix the cupcakes and mangoes, forced a warm smile at Harry, and then looked at Draco without showing any weakness.

"Harley—"

Harry came over, stood behind her and called softly.

"Hmm?" Hearing this familiar voice, Harry felt awkward and didn't want to turn around. But he couldn't resist the expectation in his heart after all. He put down the knife and fork in his hand, wiped the corner of his mouth with the napkin beside him, and then stood up slowly.

Harry stopped talking and stared blankly at a spot under the dining table.

Oh? What is he looking at? Didn't he come to apologize to her?

Harry's eyes followed Harry's sight and saw the dog, with shiny black fur, handsome and smooth appearance, innocent eyes, and its tail wagging behind it, jumping and skipping to Harry's feet.

Harley's eyes quickly became moist, and the emotions that had been suppressed for so long in her heart broke through the dam in her heart like a tsunami, causing her to be defeated.

"This child is good in every way, except that he is a little irrational."

Ravenclaw didn't know what to do, but Harry quickly returned to normal, except for the tears that were still hanging there. She blinked blankly, but there was still a slight pain in her heart.

As for Harry, he only felt the warmth on the soles of his feet which seemed a little heavy, as if a huge rock had fallen on his feet and he couldn't lift them up.

When Draco saw Harry, he was happy at first, but then he looked a little depressed when he saw the two of them standing together. Finally, I saw the big black dog that suddenly appeared, and I knew in my heart that this must be Sirius coming back, but it was not convenient for him to appear here in human form?

He considerately escorted the two Harrys out of the hall and promised not to tell anyone else.

Oh, I am such a kind person.

The rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, the sky was getting darker and darker, the crackling sound covered everything, Harry and Harry sat together on a wooden bench on the corridor, and between them sat a big black dog, sticking out its tongue happily and wagging its tail wildly.

"I'm so sorry, because—"

"I understand. I called you here just because I didn't want you to be distracted."

Harry held Harry's hand, and both of them were slightly shocked. The atmosphere around them began to become weird, but no one was willing to let go. It seemed that this had nothing to do with any kind of emotion in the world. It was just mutual comfort, which was the closest comfort in the world.

"You said he was—the godfather?"

Harry hesitated a little, then squatted down and scratched the big dog's chin, and at the same time took the whole dog into his arms. The dog immediately stopped all its movements and leaned its head against Harry's neck, showing unusual dependence.

Harry squatted down as well, stroking the dog's back with her slender hands, her voice long and gentle, "What do you think, Harry?"

No one in the world knows you better than yourself. All the misunderstandings are just excuses for not wanting to face it.

In this time of heavy rain, the two hearts are tightly pressed together, feeling the warmth radiating from each other, and then they take firm steps towards the next unknown journey.

Harry told Harry everything he had learned recently. Harry sat on the bench, nodding from time to time, leaning forward slightly. A strand of long hair slid down her back, and Harry stroked it behind his back with his hand.

Harry froze in place, and Harry continued speaking as if nothing had happened.

As we were about to say goodbye, the heavy rain gradually subsided. "So do you want to keep this dog?"

Although Harry had many pets, he let two of them into the Forbidden Forest to play happily. Later, he heard from Dumbledore that one of them appeared at the scene of the assassination of Nott and Malfoy.

In order to prevent them from being possessed by that person again, Dumbledore took them to his office and looked after them personally.

There was another fellow who was very close to Fox all day long, either hanging on his claws or hiding in his feathers.

There is another one who is with him every day. He just likes to sleep and stay in bed all day.

Now, when Harry squatted down, the big dog jumped into his arms and licked Harry's cheek enthusiastically with its tongue.

"Stop making trouble, stop making trouble."

Draco was standing not far away and heard Harry's hearty laughter. He chuckled and was obviously in a good mood. It was worth it for him to be there and drive away many people, including that bad guy - Dudley.

"Hey, why are there only two of you? Where's the big dog?"

Draco looked behind them, and Harry turned his head and looked into the depths of the rain. "He has his own place to go."

Harry nodded along.

The big black dog ran happily into the rain. The pouring rain could not stop him from going home. He ran to the front of Hagrid's hut. The warm lights and the fragrant bones inside attracted him everywhere.

Hagrid was standing at the gate, holding a dim light. When he saw the black dog coming back, the beard on his mouth fluttered with laughter.

"Good puppy, good puppy, come and play with Yaya."