Harry Potter and the Rebirth

Harry lowered his head and looked at it, a little curious But this matter is actually inconvenient, more people know that in this space, Harry has absolute senses, can sense the location of most people, and can allow them to enter or drive them out.

When Ron learned the news of Hermione's arrival, nearly half a day had passed. His brother came back with an empty basket, and then stood beside his room, looking at him with an expression as if he was watching a good show.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Nothing, I just wanted to tell you that Hermione has arrived at Harry's house."

"What! They didn't even tell me they were here. What are they doing?"

Percy didn't understand the strange words in Ron's mouth, and just thought he was just sleepy for a while. Then he went into his room and started studying the textbooks for the next semester, which he inherited from his older brothers.

Bill was a prefect and student council president, and he got 12 certificates in OLWS. Although Charlie was not as good as Bill in study, he served as the captain of the Gryffindor Quidditch team and led the school to win the Quidditch. Percy thought that he was not bad either, and he would be better than their brother and lead his family to become richer, instead of -

The ghoul in the attic was singing again. Percy recalled the castle where Harry had just lived and became more determined to climb up.

After hearing the news, Ron put on his clothes, said hello to his mother, and ran to Harry's house in a hurry.

"You didn't call me either." Ron felt a little aggrieved. He felt like he was abandoned by them.

"That's not true. It's pure nonsense." Harry raised his hands to express his sincerity.

"I also attacked unexpectedly because there are some things that I must let you know right away and I can't wait." Hermione explained the reason for her sudden arrival.

"I asked Percy to tell you this." Harry's explanation made Ron feel much better.

Hermione looked around, and Harry understood what she meant immediately. A faint curtain of light appeared around the three of them, isolating all sounds from the outside world. Only then did Hermione feel a little safer.

"Please open that book."

The three of them gathered around a small round table, and Harry solemnly opened the first page of the book that Hermione handed him.

"I translated the letters you sent me using sentences without punctuation and found different meanings."

Hermione looked extremely cautious, if it hadn't been sent by Harry, if it hadn't been done in a particularly cautious manner, with the whole thing not being carried out quietly, Hermione would have at most treated it as a fantasy novel, or at most people's speculation about the language of doomsday, but that was no longer possible now.

"Harry, where did you get this book from? Is it authentic?"

"I borrowed it from Draco's family's private library."

Harry frowned, and he felt that the Gryffindor in his mind was watching this scene happening in front of him.

"Are you very interested in these?"

The Gryffindor nodded, and Harry acquiesced.

After hearing this from Harry, Hermione's hands suddenly became cold. "Is this a fairy tale prophecy book, or a novel written by a wizard?"

Hermione asked again without giving up.

"How is that possible? I have read all the fairy tales circulating in the wizarding world, and none of them contain recipes. These are for people who like to cook."

Ron was a little confused as to why Hermione asked these strange questions?

Ron's words made Hermione's heart sink.

Hermione considered her words before speaking, "This book is like the prophecies in the Bible, or the several major doomsday prophecies circulating in the Muggle world today. They are of the same nature."

Harry listened in silence, flipping through the small portion of the text that Hermione had translated.

Ron immediately thought of the Mayan prophecy of the destruction of the world in 2012, which had caused a lot of controversy in his previous life. On December 12, he had spent that day in great agony, but found that nothing had happened.

"I have only translated a small fragment of the content, and its accuracy cannot be verified."

"When God descends upon the earth, the ocean will turn into boiling water, and all life on earth will be dedicated to God—"

Harry uttered this sentence.

Hermione's face turned red. "I can't read some of the handwriting clearly, so I can only write it based on my understanding."

After saying that, she glared at the two boys fiercely. They only knew how to find things for her to do every day, causing her to have no energy to study the textbooks for the next grade after finishing her summer homework.

Ron scratched his head. Although he lived in this environment, it was not easy for him to hide his identity and act like a local. The spelling of many words was too difficult. Some things could not be copied correctly or read clearly.

In his English vocabulary book, the first word is “abandon”, which he has memorized very well. Look at others. Give up, what an auspicious word.

"Four horsemen will come with death, pestilence, hunger, and disease—"

The three heads were very close together.

Hermione reviewed what she had translated.

Harry seemed to be back in the dim corridor that day. The figure leaning against the wall became blurry. His mouth opened and closed, and his words overlapped with Ron's in an instant.

"The fifth horseman will bring even greater disaster."

Harry slammed the book shut, and in just a moment, the cold sweat on his back had soaked through the shirt he was wearing.

"Don't be afraid, Harry. It doesn't matter. If we can survive, we will live. If we can't survive, we will die." Ron said it didn't matter. Whatever happens, it's up to you.

"If you can't speak, then don't speak!" Hermione hit Ron hard, and it was like a piece of soft flesh on his waist was spinning 360 degrees. How could a boy be so rude?

Harry was immediately amused by the funny guy beside him and laughed out loud. That's right, do your best and leave the rest to fate. It's not a loss for him anyway.

"What interesting things are you talking about? Let me listen too."

Harry raised his head and looked towards a small window in the castle. Dudley showed his head, holding a fan in his hand with two big words written on it.

Harry squinted hard, but he couldn't see clearly because the distance was too great.

"Boring."

After Harry threw out these two words, he continued to study what Hermione had translated. Some of the information she already knew, and some of it he was still not sure about.