Harry Potter and the Rebirth

Harry's days afterwards were very comfortable. After being away from Hogwarts, a place where accidents and disasters were frequent, his daily life consisted of attending classes in Gryffindor. During his spare time, he would go out for a walk and do his summer homework.

It was the evening of the last day. Tomorrow they would set off for Godric's Hollow, where Harry would rebuild his home.

Harry stroked the rope beside him and pushed the ground hard with his feet, swinging himself farther. The sky in the distance was dyed with large patches of orange, and several tall young men were walking towards him in groups.

Dali stood out among them. After he saw Harry, he wanted to change direction and stay away from this plague god, but one of them was not happy.

"Hey, look who this is? Isn't this the Harry Potter we sent to Stonewall Middle School? I heard that he learned nothing in there and didn't even pass the final exam."

Dali turned around and wanted to leave. He looked at his cousin's increasingly hostile eyes. The scene of being threatened by the bat-like man a few days ago was still vivid in his mind. He suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

"Forget it, let's not bother with this kind of person."

Dali tugged at the sleeve of the boy next to him. "What do you mean by not caring? You should ask your mother to kick her out. You are studying at Eton College."

The boy pulled his sleeves away from Dali's hands, with some jealousy in his eyes. He was as fat as a pig and had no knowledge. How could he be worthy of going to such a good school?

His original school had better academic performance than Dali's, he participated in more volunteer activities, and won many awards in competitions. Why couldn't he get in?

"Eton?"

Harry chuckled, it turned out that his aunt's family were all creating this kind of persona in the outside world. He became an unlearned gangster at Stonewall Middle School, while his idle cousin suddenly rose to the elite class and attended the same school as the duke and prince of the British royal family.

But it doesn't matter. He doesn't care about these things. If something goes wrong, it will be a question whether they can live for 20 years. Who cares about what others think?

Harry jumped off the swing, humming a song, and walked slowly and fearlessly past the group of people. It was the last day and he didn't want to start any disputes.

Who knew that the boy was not happy about it? Harry was the easiest to bully in their area since he was a child. He was the weakest and almost everyone could step on him. But he suddenly disappeared a few years ago. It was nothing until I saw him now. He has become tall and handsome, with extraordinary temperament. Even the clothes he wore -

The boy looked at Harry's exposed sleeves. The fabric seemed to be silk from the East with a very good texture. The cufflinks were a dark green gem, which was elegant.

No one knew where he had gone. The boy looked at Harry with genuine displeasure and wanted to gain some sense of presence from him.

He can't afford to offend Dali, and he may have to rely on him in the future. What future can a gangster who graduated from Stonewall Middle School have?

The boy moved sideways and stood in front of Harry. Harry tilted his head and looked at the boy's obvious behavior of looking for trouble, but he was not angry.

"You handle it."

Harry glanced at Daly indifferently, the meaning was self-evident. The boy felt annoyed that he was ignored, and raised his hand to grab Harry's hair and throw him heavily to the ground.

Unexpectedly, Harry, who looked very thin, turned around and walked around him, then continued walking slowly forward.

"you!"

"Enough is enough!" Dali lamented that he had been unlucky this year and that the people around him were all fools. This scolding stopped them from making any further moves.

Dali knew he was stupid, but he was not stupid enough to confront the wizard face to face.

The boy put on a flattering smile on his face and reintegrated into the team. They became happy again, as if nothing that had just happened had happened.

Harry stopped where he was as he walked away, and looked back. In the small group in the twilight, Daly's leadership qualities were very obvious in the middle. When thinking about his performance just now, he felt that he was completely different from his cousin who only cared about eating at home.

This family is really interesting.

The departure of Harry and the other two did not have any impact on this family. Only Petunia's eyes were always on Harry. No one knew what she was thinking. She watched the three people put their luggage in the car, and stood at the door to watch them leave without saying a word.

It was Mr. Weasley who came to pick up Harry and the other three in his own modified car, with an empty passenger seat.

The car had three rows of seats. Mr. Velez was driving the front row, Harry and Ron were sitting in the middle row, and Dudley and Harry were squeezed together in the back row.

"Is this your aunt?"

Ron leaned in closer and whispered in Harry's ear, "She has a mean face and is hard to get along with. How is she? She hasn't been harsh on you, has she?"

Ron knew about the existence of Harry's aunt, but this was the first time he saw her in the real world. Seeing is believing. After raising a child for so many years, he had to stay in someone else's home for nearly two months without asking any questions or saying hello. She just stood at the door and looked at them coldly.

When Ron saw Petunia, he suddenly felt that Harry's life was really hard. He patted Harry's shoulder with sympathy in his eyes.

"It's okay."

Harry patted Ron's hand on his shoulder.

"Harry, until your house is repaired, the three of you should live in the shabby house first."

Arthur spoke up and Harry nodded sheepishly, "Then we'll trouble you with the three of us."

Ron was obviously very happy. He moved closer and said, "Brother, I want to sleep in the same room with you."

"Thank you, uncle, for your trouble." Harry was in the back seat, thanking Mr. Weasley across the middle row.

"No trouble, no trouble." Arthur was obviously very interested in Muggle things. It was the first time for him to enter a Muggle's home openly. What he saw and heard just now obviously caused him a lot of doubts.

Harry pinched Dudley hard in the back seat, and Dudley seemed to come out of his trance and hurriedly thanked him.

Arthur was obviously curious about the two strange children in the back row, so he started a conversation with them.

I asked them their names, the colleges they were in, and their opinions on the various electrical appliances in Penny's home.

"Oh - it turns out that the machine can be used by just pressing a button, so convenient? I thought I had to light some firewood or something, isn't that how all Muggles do it?"

"And that TV set, it's a bit like our photos, but it doesn't change so often." Arthur thought of the cat and mouse jumping inside the TV set, they were vivid and extremely cute, and the background music was also very interesting. If conditions permitted, Arthur really wanted to take the TV home and take it apart to study it carefully.