Harry Potter and the Rebirth

"Why are you here?"

Shouldn't Zhou Fu's hometown be in China? Why did he travel thousands of miles across the ocean to the United States? At this time——

The sudden collapse of the red giant in the East caused an uproar in the world. As the only big country in that camp today, all parties are now watching the developments.

"I invited you, but I haven't seen your reply for a long time. Due to some things that happened, I can only come here to find you in person now."

Rozier looked at the little girl over there with a gentle expression, like an elder, with an admiring look. When she went to China, she received a lot of care from her.

hiss--

This shouldn't be the case, Harry was a little surprised.

"It doesn't matter now." Zhou Fu said that she didn't care at all. She solemnly handed the letter in her hand to Harry, and on it was a jade pendant with a warm texture, which emitted a faint halo.

Harry took it with both hands, held the jade pendant and looked at it carefully. It was very cool, but not piercing. It was like a spring flowing in the mountains under the sunlight, giving people a vibrant feeling.

"This is?"

Rozier remained silent.

"this is for you."

This is obvious.

"What I actually want to say is, why—"

Zhou Fu seemed a little impatient at this time. She didn't say anything more. She just greeted the two people present and disappeared from the private room. In the end, she only left Harry with this sentence, "Open the letter and you will know."

Rozier also stood up, gently opened the door of the private room next to him, and walked out. Standing outside was a man in a black suit, with bright platinum hair and handsome appearance. He also had a briefcase on his arm, and a white corner of a document was exposed in the bag that was not closed.

"Hello, beautiful lady, my name is Hunter."

Hunter had been waiting outside for a long time. He had finally found out the lady's itinerary after going through so many twists and turns and looking for many people.

There seemed to be a little boy inside. Hunter glanced at him inadvertently and thought the figure looked familiar, but he didn't pay much attention.

Rozier stretched out his hand modestly and shook hands with Hunter.

"May I ask what you have?"

"I want to find you to learn about the situation of the plane crash. I know you were the person in charge of the salvage work that day."

Rozier raised his eyebrows. There was still one problem that had not been dealt with. This was really interesting. After crossing thousands of miles, the emotions were quite sincere.

Rozier's smile widened. "Okay, let's drink and talk here."

She pointed to the box on the opposite side, where two bodyguards in black suits stood. After seeing Rozier's instructions, they quickly stood up.

Hunter felt a little scared for a moment, but thinking of someone he once admired so much, he swallowed hard and walked in with another purpose -

Harry, sitting in the private room, opened the letter. It was obviously a letter, but it was not a letter.

Because the familiar magical fluctuations it brought were consistent with the letter Harry originally received from Dudley. What exactly was going on?

Gryffindor was always paying attention to any movement outside. He felt something was wrong from the first moment he saw the girl, but from his perspective, he couldn't say much.

now--

Harry opened it curiously, and it seemed like nothing happened. Gryffindor breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed like I was overthinking it. He sat in the headmaster's office. There was no portrait on the wall beside him. The space was very quiet at this moment.

Gryffindor closed his eyes and saw another scene.

At this time, Harry seemed to be studying very seriously. There was a white notebook next to her, and she was writing and drawing on it with a feather pen.

Gryffindor looked away. It didn't seem like a big deal. Was he overthinking it? Was Harry eager to learn? Was it because the pressure from the outside world was too strong? Was he giving them too much information?

Gryffindor was a little unsure, but he could not escape from his control.

Harry watched himself moving as usual with some curiosity. He even picked up the tea tray on the tea table with ease and looked at it again and again, as if appreciating the beautiful patterns painted on it with meticulous brushwork. Then he sighed in boredom and slumped his head on the table, seeming to be very tired.

Harry was very excited at the moment. He did not feel any crisis. Instead, he became very relaxed. The heavy body in the world could not trap him anymore. He could float in the air as he wished, and even pass through the wall to another private room.

hiss--

This is an old acquaintance.

Hunter felt the coolness in the air. The tea room seemed particularly cool at this moment. He did not expect that this place was actually quite good. Hunter felt very comfortable here and he liked it very much.

Rosier felt something was wrong. The feeling was getting closer and closer. She held her wand tightly, and then she felt her body getting cold and never warming up again. It seemed as if everything that had just happened was her own illusion. She frowned and looked at the air.

Hunter was a little nervous. Why did the other party suddenly become so serious when they were chatting peacefully? Was there something wrong with what he said just now?

"you--"

Rochiel's face changed instantly. He didn't expect that the person in front of him was the son of the British Minister of the Treasury. Although there was a tacit agreement between Grindelwald and Dumbledore that he would not interfere in the British wizarding world, but, didn't he say anything about his subordinates?

She narrowed her eyes and looked kindly at the young man who was sitting in front of her and talking.

"This guy is in trouble!"

Harry was quite happy about his misfortune. Was this his special ability? What kind of ability was it? And all the messy things in his mind disappeared completely. Gryffindor disappeared, and the mysterious space disappeared too. He felt extremely free and happy.

When the excitement wore off, Harry suddenly realized whether he could ever get back into his body again.

He hurriedly penetrated the wall and came to his body. From a third-person perspective, he discovered that the colors on his body were so messy, like a ball of thread that could not be cut.

Harry tried to touch his body with his hands, and was sucked in by a powerful suction force.

When he returned to the familiar place, Harry breathed a sigh of relief, raised his body, and then stared at the open letter on the table with fanatical eyes. He owed Zhou Fu a big favor!