Harry Potter and the Rebirth

Although it was late at night, they were still not sleepy at all. The lights were on in the humble abode and it was bustling inside. In the middle of the dining table was a cage the size of a palm, with a strange-shaped monster locked inside.

The monster's head accounted for one-third of its height, and its limbs were long and thin, and seemed to be able to move at will. From time to time, he would stretch his limbs out of the cage, and then the group of children surrounding him would force him to retract them by various means. The monster had a dark blue skin, and seemed to have some humanity, often staring viciously at the children who were laughing and playing around him.

Ron leaned close to Harry and listened to his vivid description of how they drove the big monster into the cage. The process was very thrilling and exciting. Madam Molly watched with disapproval. She was almost scared to death. Fortunately, Dumbledore came and sent Snape to protect them throughout the process.

Oh, where's Snape? All those kids are back, where did he go? Maybe he doesn't want to come in?

Right.

Snape was a member of the Order of the Phoenix, but he never attended its meetings. However, Dumbledore trusted him very much, and they also believed in Dumbledore, so they didn't say anything more about his behavior.

Mr. Weasley sat tiredly at the front of the dining table, with Dumbledore sitting in the middle. They seemed to be discussing something intensely, while Fawkes, who was standing nearby, pulled his friend upstairs into the attic.

His friends told him that there were similar people up there and he wanted to go meet them. Fawkes readily agreed, and after saying hello to Dumbledore, he disappeared from the spot.

"Hey, Harry, what about Professor Snape?"

In front of so many people, Ron couldn't call him Old Bat, so he had to be a little more tactful.

"How do I know?"

Harry shrugged and Ron curled his lips. During their heroic battle just now, Snape's old bat did not appear at all. Could it be that -

"Do you think it's possible that he went to the side of that statue?"

Ron leaned close to Harry's ear and told him his guess in detail.

Harry thought that made sense.

"What are you doing? What are you doing?"

The Weasley twins came over, and Fred pressed Harry and Ron's heads together, laughing at their angry but silent expressions.

George put his hand down in disapproval, "I want one too."

Harry and Ron had just breathed a sigh of relief when they felt an irresistible force around their heads, holding them tightly together.

Well, this is another person.

Percy stood next to Mr. Weasley, like a loyal secretary, bringing them a few bottles of juice from time to time, and then took a small plate with a few sugar cubes and placed it in front of Dumbledore.

"Oh, thank you."

Dumbledore seemed flattered. People around him usually snatched the candy from his pocket, and no one ever handed him any candy.

"Ha, you're a flatterer."

George's voice came from above. Although the volume was very low, Harry and Ron sincerely hoped that they were not here, because Percy seemed to have heard it. He looked over, as if he tacitly acknowledged that the two people below were also accomplices of the Velez brothers.

Feeling that something was wrong, Ron pulled Harry away from the dining table. Just as they reached the staircase, the door outside opened with a click. Standing at the door was Snape, dressed in black, exuding a cold aura that made Harry shiver.

He noticed with his sharp eyes that there seemed to be a woman behind him, a woman!

Big melon, this is a big melon.

Harry pulled Ron back to his original seat, and Ron was very glad that he didn't go any further, because if he went any further, he would come face to face with his dear Professor Snape.

Snape laid the woman on the ground and gently placed her child on the sofa.

Dumbledore stood up from his seat and walked over.

"Severus, where have you been?"

Snape did not explain where he was going. He simply recounted to everyone present what he had just seen.

"I'm not sure about this woman's identity, but I think she's very suspicious and she came right in front of me."

"By the way, let me remind you that my Legilimency doesn't work on her."

This might also be the reason why Snape brought her to Leju personally. Everything was too coincidental, so it was no longer a coincidence.

"Oh?" Dumbledore became interested.

Molly seemed to remember what happened in the past. She took a brave look and breathed a sigh of relief. It was not the same woman as before. Maybe it was just a coincidence.

Dumbledore tampered with the lady's memory, then healed the injuries of the two of them. For fear that they would be thrown into a Muggle home, he modified the memory of the Muggles to make them think that they had met the two distressed mother and son while out drinking at night, and then they were kind enough to rescue them.

During this process, Harry watched in fear, and only breathed a sigh of relief when they were escorted out of the room and nothing strange happened in between.

Then they were sent upstairs by the adults to sleep.

Lying in the warm bed, Fox was curled up on the windowsill, falling into a sweet dream with a few friends he had just met.

Its existence is like a night light. Even though the lights in the room are not on, it is still very bright and almost all objects can be seen at a glance.

Harry still feels a lingering fear when he thinks back to what happened back then. The three of them were able to work together tacitly thanks to their memories. As he was thinking about it, he fell into a sweet dream.

When he regained consciousness, he was back chasing the monster.

Snape behind them had disappeared, and Fawkes was flying above them, which made Harry feel a little safer.

"Quick confinement."

A hemp rope as thick as an arm suddenly rose into the air like a snake and caught up with the monster in front. The monster was blocked by Dudley who was further ahead. Harry was suspended in the air, and the three of them surrounded the monster that seemed to have mutated.

Harry had a very tiring sleep. He could only feel his magic power being consumed continuously and fighting non-stop, while the monster in the middle became more and more courageous.

Harry felt as if he had reached his limit.

"what!"

Harry didn't remember what happened afterwards. When he woke up, he only found that he was covered in sweat, which soaked the bed below. The sky was bright, and the morning sun shone through the window through Fawkes' feathers and scattered on the floor.

Ron was still snoring beside him. Harry threw himself onto the soft bed and snored.

He didn't know what happened in the end. He was very curious about the ending of his dream.