Harry Potter and the Rebirth

Jie Lan threw off his black cloak and held a vegetable basket in his hand. Some hot steam was still rising from the basket, which quickly condensed in the air and then dissipated. He stepped into the hut.

The light in the room was very dim. There was a skinny figure standing next to the worn wooden table. Harry looked very weak at this moment. His lips were almost the same color as his skin and were covered with a layer of dust.

It has been two or three years since Jairan came here. From the beginning when he was looking for an exit from this world, Harry looked at him coldly. He stumbled and struggled here, but he seemed to have known that there was no way out. He remained silent all day long, like a pool of dead spring water.

Jerran even broke into the British Ministry of Magic to look for a time converter, but if he stole it, he could only go back to a certain period of time in the past of this world, and he couldn't cross the limitations of time and space at all.

Later, Jerran gradually fell asleep. He was not sure which world he was living in, and he was very dissatisfied with the ending of this world. His most beloved headmaster Dumbledore, and Grindelwald, who in his impression was able to call the wind and rain and revive the country, both left so suddenly and inexplicably.

He still has a mission to complete.

There are two Harrys in this world. Jerran brought the food from the basket to Harry one by one and handed him a spoon and a fork.

"Yes, eat quickly--"

"Thanks--"

Jie Lan has found a job chopping wood in this small mountain village. It is a temporary job. Due to the natural exclusion of the mountain village, people are wary of every stranger.

It was because they stayed here for a long time that the local people gradually began to accept them. It was also at this time that Jielan got a temporary job chopping wood.

After all, Jerlan looked up at Harry who was sitting beside the table. He was holding a piece of dry bread in his hand and had already taken a small bite. His hand was still doing what he had done in the past few years, stroking the table. Jerlan looked at that small area, which was shiny and oily from being touched.

"What should we do next? Should we stay here?"

Harry did not answer this question. He was in deep thought, tapping the table with his slender pale fingers, which made Jerry's heart tighten a little.

"What about their side?"

This conversation has been conducted countless times, and Jie Lan is very familiar with it. "Well, you have become the captain, and you are still very popular recently, but I feel that the atmosphere is a little bit off."

Jielan told Harry all the information he had heard. Harry recalled what happened in his previous life, which should be at this time point.

"Am I out of control then?"

Jie Lan nodded desperately. He had observed Harry's enforcement from a close distance. How should he describe it? He was a bit neurotic. Sometimes he was gentle and mellow, but sometimes he was ruthless and moody.

After getting a positive answer from Jerran, Harry fell silent. He never thought that one day he would end up in this situation.

"Let's go."

"What do you mean let's go?" Jie Lan was a little confused.

Harry finally left the table. It was here that neither Dumbledore nor Grindelwald saved Sirius. In the end, there was no end.

Harry clenched his fists, stood in the small wooden house, and stretched out his forearm from the black sleeves. A golden pendant was wrapped around his forearm.

"Send me on my way."

Jerlan was shocked. "What, what, what..." He hugged Harry tightly. In the past few years, he never overstepped the boundaries and they were always very polite to each other. But now, what happened to this kid? What kind of blow did he suffer?

"It's time."

Harry lowered his head and looked at Jerlan who was holding him. The 1.80-meter tall man bent down like a helpless parent coaxing a child. He sighed imperceptibly and used up the last bit of magic in his body. In the blink of an eye, they arrived at a Muggle neighborhood in London, England. Their strange costumes did not attract too many onlookers.

It was Halloween, and the costumes around them were weirder than each other. They were just ordinary people among them.

"You, you, you--" Jie Lan looked at Harry reproachfully. He was so weak, yet he was still putting in so much effort. He wasn't afraid that something might happen on the way.

"You are different from her, but the same as the person she is talking about." Harry said this with an ambiguous tone.

"What's different?"

This and that, it felt like a tongue twister, and Jie Lan felt confused.

"nothing."

Harry handed the golden pendant in his hand to Jerlan, who felt it looked familiar.

"Please put this pendant on my other self for me. It will be silent. I know you can do it."

There was suddenly a tiny ripple in Jie Lan's wide sleeves. Jie Lan stretched out his hand and pressed Xiao Jie down inside his sleeves. He had never shown this scene before. How did he discover it?

He felt slightly ashamed.

"Does it have to be done?"

Jie Lan stared at the glittering golden pendant, which seemed like an heirloom from an ancient family. Although it was very delicate, it looked very strange.

"Don't you want to change the fate of Dumbledore and Grindelwald?"

Jerlan hesitated.

"And that one." Harry glanced at Jerlan.

Harry didn't say it, but Jerran's thoughts immediately turned to Hermann. Is she doing well now? Is she on a dangerous mission? Is she thinking about me?

At this moment, Hermann was enjoying herself so much that she didn't think about that stupid young man at all. Ever since she came back from the roof of the building with Harry, Rosier seemed to have tacitly agreed to something and began to gradually let her take over some confidential things. Although Hermann's own magic power was not enough, she had a big boss behind her.

Hermann touched his arm, and then devoted his enthusiasm to the great cause of fighting for wizards.

Harry has visited many places now. Rosier didn't comment much on the homework he handed in, as if she had never received it. If she didn't mention it, Harry wouldn't say anything either.

Today, there is another new driver.

"Today I'm going to take you to see someone you know."

"Who?"

Harry was slightly surprised. He couldn't imagine who else he knew in America except some people here.

The place was a teahouse with classical decoration, and its temperament was very suitable for a girl he knew.

"Hi Harry, long time no see"

Harry's eyes lit up.