Harry Potter and the Rebirth

Although Grindelwald's attention was diverted, he still kept this question in his heart and planned to seek Dumbledore's answer after some time. Perhaps Dumbledore would not answer him.

"These things are very strange. It was difficult for me to study their properties at first."

Snape sorted out his thoughts.

"Just like what we saw in that space, he switched back and forth between snowflakes and mud. Snowflakes mean it's safe, and if it's muddy, it will swallow up everything on it. I vaguely discovered some of the primary forms of minions in it, but it's not confirmed yet."

"Do you eat anything?"

"He eats everything. He will swallow solid objects like candy, knives and forks, and animals like toads. He will also eat things that have no specific form, such as spells. I tried to attack him, but he neutralized them."

Snape's cold face softened a little. "There is another good news. Although swallowing an object will make it larger, magical attacks will shrink it. This means that although it can swallow the spell, it can also offset it with its own size."

"So what is its limit?"

Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be defeated. If the outside world is filled with this kind of substance in the future, the consequences will be unimaginable. Dumbledore was worried.

"As much as I want to test his limits, I'm very tired!"

Snape smiled wryly, moved closer to Dumbledore, and threw all the remaining spells in front of him. "Just keep throwing spells into it, and you'll probably be able to measure it. Don't let it swallow anything in the middle."

"Oh, yes, one more thing. The bottle of pink stuff turned into this on its own."

"What?" This is so weird.

"I kept throwing spells into it, and then he suddenly changed from muddy mud to pink mist. I almost got ambushed by him."

Snape placed his hand under Dumbledore's eyelids and rubbed his index and middle fingers slightly.

"Okay—I'll give you an extra six months' salary."

"That's better--" Snape was satisfied.

"Wait a minute, are you satisfied now? How much is a professor's monthly salary?"

"It's a lot, isn't it? You don't know how expensive food and daily necessities are until you run the household." Hogwarts' finances have been in very difficult situations recently. It seems that it is time to find some sponsors to provide strong support. Dumbledore was a little distressed.

"Wait a minute, this should be the limit."

"How can you draw a conclusion from a single accidental experiment?" Snape retorted seriously.

Dumbledore shut up, fearing what he might do next.

"Of course. There is one last point. This guy is probably not a carnivore. The size of his body increases when he eats animals rather than when he swallows food. He also seems to have a special preference for taste and likes to eat sweet things."

Snape looked at Dumbledore.

This strange creature loves sweet things, and Dumbledore also likes sweet things, so it can be inferred that Dumbledore is that kind of strange creature.

"Don't look at me like that."

"Okay, okay, I won't look at it then," Snape said nonchalantly. He felt that his mission had been accomplished, so he left the office in style. Before leaving, he secretly glanced at Grindelwald, who had returned to his original appearance.

All kinds of strange people came into Hogwarts. The most terrible dark devil of this century and the greatest wizard of this century were sitting peacefully in the same office. Merlin's pants were about to fall out.

After leaving the door, Snape secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He suddenly found his own strange idea a little funny. How could it be possible?

No, he froze in place.

Because Snape suddenly thought of something. They were obviously staying well in Sirius' basement, but Dumbledore suddenly came in, and then the dragons ran in one after another. This was not a big deal, maybe he got the news from the portrait and rushed here.

But how could he let the sugar fall in?

A wizard couldn't even control such an emergency? Not to mention that his magic power was so strong.

After the sugar fell in, it left deep marks in the snow. Before long, the whole world was divided into two.

Snape immediately started working at high speed, using the brain occlusion technique to make his expression appear a little more normal. He lowered his head to check his clothes, then pretended that nothing had happened and walked away, yawning loudly before leaving.

The entire corridor is filled with portraits.

Snape's hands hidden in his sleeves were shaking slightly. He was absolutely unwilling to believe this conjecture. Such a thing was absolutely impossible to happen.

Dumbledore is the pillar of the entire wizarding world, but if this pillar is bad from beginning to end——

Snape cleared his mind of suspicion.

"No, I have to go take another look."

Snape produced a small bag out of thin air, with some things inside flowing outside the ring. Although that kind of space was extremely precious, as a master of potions, he still had the ability to own one.

"Maybe it's just my wild guess. As long as this thing is in the snow, no matter what it touches, it will immediately change."

"Did you say he handed it all in?"

"How is that possible? Snape is very obsessed with this. Let him stay. With his cautious character, I feel very relieved to leave it with her."

Two flowers bloom, one branch each.

Hermione received a letter from Harry.

Hermione was now sitting at the desk, and Hedwig was carrying a large bag filled with heavy envelopes. Her round eyes looked extremely dissatisfied, and it was obvious that Hedwig was exhausted from this long journey.

"Good girl, good girl." Hermione patted Hedwig's back, then took out a few bags of nuts from her drawer and put half a piece of bread next to her plate under Hedwig's mouth. "Eat quickly, Harry is such a bad master, letting you carry so many things at once."

Hedwig seemed to understand, with obvious grievance in her eyes, and nodded desperately.

"What exactly did Harry send me?" Hermione was a little curious. She carefully took the big bag off Hedwig's body. There were four thick envelopes in the bag. She opened one and took a look.

There was only letter paper bound into a thick book.

What on earth was he doing? Hermione felt a little strange.

She opened the remaining three envelopes one by one and found a separate piece of letter paper in one of the envelopes. It was light red in color, which was very much in line with Gryffindor's aesthetic.

"Dear Hermione -"