Harry Potter and the Rebirth

When they got back, Penny and Dudley were sitting at the table eating. (Note: the real one is called Dudley, the fake one is Dudley)

"Hmph, hum"

Dali made a few unexplained humming noises while eating. Then he saw a piece of delicious beef on his mother's knife, which she was about to put on her plate. Dali expressed strong dissatisfaction.

"Mine, mine."

Penny sighed, "Okay, my little Daly, it's mom's fault." Then she put the piece of beef on Daly's plate. The fat boy licked the corner of his mouth with satisfaction, quickly stuffed the beef into his mouth, chewed it a few times, and threw it into his stomach.

The sound of a car pulling up was heard outside the house, and Penny stood up. Although she did not welcome Harry and the others, she wanted to greet her husband who had a hard day.

"Hello, auntie."

After entering the bright room, Penny's eyes first fell on Harry. She walked quickly forward, staring at Harry's face, her mouth trembling constantly, one hand groping at the apron on her chest, wanting to shout something but unable to.

"This is?"

Penny looked at her husband.

"Her name is Becky," Vernon changed into his slippers, then hung his coat on the hanger beside him and walked quickly into the kitchen. He now urgently needed to confirm his son.

Dali was still eating at the dining table, grunting like a glutton. He looked at the table full of food with his eyes shining. Looking at this scene, Vernon suddenly felt a little discouraged. Yes, his child was right here, what was he thinking?

Penny looked at Dudley and was only slightly surprised. Why did he look a bit like her husband when he was young? Then she brought the three people to the dining table. Dudley and Dudley looked at each other for the first time in their lives, and both of them turned their eyes away in disgust.

Dudley recalled the unpleasant memories of his weight loss. As he walked, the jumping fat made him feel sick. It was hard to imagine how anyone could allow their body to become like this?

Dali disliked Dudley from the first sight. The inexplicable sense of familiarity made him feel like he was looking in the mirror. He was even more disgusting than Harry. He was like a low-quality product that only deserved to be placed in a corner.

Dali put all the food in front of him on his side and glared at Dudley fiercely. However, when he stood up, the hanging flesh made his movements a little clumsy, and he accidentally spilled the dinner soup on the ground, breaking the cutlery and spilling the food all over the floor.

Harry watched all this coldly, he took a sandwich from the table and started to eat it as if no one was around, he saw this kind of drama often and was not surprised, he glanced at Vernon's face which was filled with anger, and saw Petunia hurriedly cleaning up, he sneered.

A lot of chaos happened on the first day the three of them arrived here, but it had nothing to do with them.

Lucius has been very busy recently. He should not have taken sides before the outcome was clear, especially when the Dark Lord's whereabouts were unknown. However, one wrong step led to another, and he had been tied to Dumbledore's ship without realizing it.

Now he was rummaging through the library in his family. Dumbledore asked him to search for some books about the long-standing legends of wizards, especially those that mentioned the blue door, and those that spread death, plague and disease. The more Lucius thought about it, the more unlucky he became, and angrily threw a tattered book next to him to the ground.

These days, it's not enough to please both sides, you also have to work hard for them. When he thought of Fudge asking him for gold Galleons again, and Dumbledore's words implying that he wanted to ask him for help, he was so angry that he really wanted to twist Draco's ears to vent his anger.

In the dark library, a ray of light gradually approached. Narcissa walked down step by step with a lamp in her hand. She came to Lucius, picked up the book he threw on the ground, and then put it on the bookshelf.

Looking at the slender figure in front of him, Lucius wanted to open his arms and hold her in his arms, but when he saw that he was covered in dust, he put down his arms dejectedly. Narcissa put the lamp aside and took the initiative to hug him.

"In fact, you can let the house elves do these things, so you don't have to work so hard."

"No way." Lucius looked into the deepest part of the library, his pupils slightly dilated. After confirming that the thing was there, he gently patted Narcissa's shoulder and said, "Let's go, let's go have dinner."

"it is good--"

Draco was lying on the table in front of the dining table, bored. He couldn't muster any interest in the exquisitely prepared food in front of him, as it was the same on both sides anyway.

"Stand up straight and eat with proper dining etiquette."

Hearing the voice coming from behind, Draco shrank his neck uncomfortably, then straightened his back, sat up straight, and watched his father and mother take their seats.

"Are we going to have a party during the summer vacation?"

"Yes, you forgot your mother's birthday. It's in early August."

"When the list is distributed, can I take a look at it?"

"Oh?"

Lucius raised his head. "Are you planning to invite someone special?"

"Yeah," Draco looked at his father expectantly, "Forget it, forget it, it's up to you." Lucius waved his hand to show that he agreed to this matter.

In the snow-capped mountains of China, Jelan is experiencing the biggest test of his life. After going to the United States, he has been in the Ministry of Magic for a while. Then one day he was called into the office. Rosier stared at him for a long time, saying that there was a place that urgently needed him. Then he threw him a piece of yellow talisman paper, which looked particularly fragile and seemed to be broken by just a slight pinch.

Then he was thrown into the legendary mysterious ancient oriental country and asked to find the blue gate in the vast snow-capped mountains. Jie Lan said that he was almost suffering from snow blindness and could not see anything clearly. This world looked almost the same to him, with either high protruding mountains, continuous snow-capped mountains, or dangerous ice under his feet. If he was not careful, he would fall into the ice cracks.

Fortunately, he was a wizard and was not afraid of the cold. He could use Apparition at any time to leave such dangerous places. When he passed by a very high mountain, he saw some Muggles climbing up in heavy clothes. A gust of wind blew, and the Muggles who were not fastened were quickly blown down the mountain. Before Jerlan could react, one of them was pierced in the chest by the ice spikes below and died.

He sighed before moving the surviving man to a safe platform, making sure their companions could see him.