Harry Potter and the Rebirth

This place was attracting countless people at the moment. Harry returned to her dormitory. Her strong intuition told her that the voice that just came out of her mind was not referring to the forbidden forest in space, but the real world, especially the little brother just now.

Harry stood in front of the dormitory window, looking at the dense jungle in the distance. Green was the main color there, layer upon layer, lush and verdant, with various colors complementing each other. In the vast world, the forest and the sky shared equal beauty.

Going to go there.

Draco walked in a hurry. Harry seldom asked him for help in this way, but when he did, it meant that the situation was very urgent and Harry could not get away. The gem - what kind of gem was it?

By the time he ran out of the castle, a thin layer of sweat had already formed on his back, causing the shirt underneath to stick tightly to his skin, which made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

Gryffindor finally came out, but Harry was still in the office, reviewing endless letters. What kind of arguments were they? Something like "dear" - "love you" - and some other words. Gryffindor coughed twice in embarrassment, which attracted the attention of Dumbledore next to him.

"What's the matter, old fellow?"

"Nothing. I'm just going to go out for a walk." Gryffindor could have told Dumbledore everything that happened in Lockhart's office, but he didn't believe that the old bee didn't know about it and was just pretending to be ignorant. The entire castle was in his control, and the portraits in the corridor were not there to show for nothing.

Dumbledore understood what this ancestor from thousands of years ago meant. He wanted to go out for a walk, but didn't want to disturb others.

Then Gryffindor found that his whole body was wrapped in a layer of cold transparent film, so he became playful and wanted to run to the center of the Black Lake to meet the old friend who had existed for a thousand years.

So he held up the photo frame and flew down from the window of the bar. In the meantime, he saw countless little wizards thinking hard and playing around. It was really lively.

Finnegan's palms were sweating. He urgently needed a place to study these things, find substantial evidence, and then tell Dumbledore to report the hypocritical savior who was the culprit of everything.

At this moment, he couldn't explain why he was so confident in his heart. It was more of a "you are no more than this" pleasure that blinded his eyes. Seeing that the high and mighty person was so despicable made his nerves excited.

Where should I go, where I won't be discovered? The castle - no, I'll go to the original forbidden forest, which is on the edge, it's daytime now, and there's Hagrid as the gamekeeper, so it's the safest place.

After Cedric placed the instrument, he learned about Harry from some wizards. At this time, Harry was in Professor Lockhart's office, and he was relieved.

After all, Lockhart is the school's star professor, and rumors about his poor teaching have been growing more and more intense recently. Wherever he goes, he attracts people's attention, and Harry is even more so.

On the contrary——

Cedric noticed the Gryffindor junior he saw on his way back. Ever since his good friend - he suddenly had a short circuit, who was he called? But his mind automatically covered this blank.

Because his good friend was seriously injured, and he said some bad things when he saw his good friend for the last time, he is in a very bad mental state now.

I don't know if you feel better now?

Cedric was a little worried, especially when he saw Finnegan walking out of the hall and heading towards the lake. This made him even more frightened and he hurriedly followed him.

Harley noticed the outstanding senior next to her, and watched him behave stealthily, which completely ruined his righteous temperament with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and added some stealthy and thieving manner.

What on earth is this doing?

But this thought was fleeting. Harley was on a shortcut and had a feeling urging her to hurry up, faster, because time waited for no one.

Fawkes suddenly chirped, and Dumbledore stood up from his seat. He slowly walked to the window of the office, holding a glass of lemonade with five sugar cubes floating on it. He lowered his head to look at the little wizards playing, and keenly noticed these special people.

The little girl from the East from Ravenclaw seemed to be sitting on Hagrid's roof, which was interesting. Dumbledore took a sip of water and felt it was not sweet enough, so he added three or four more pieces until the entire teacup could not hold any more.

As for——

Dudley, the man of mysterious identity, cast an Disillusionment Charm and disappeared from the spot, but he could not hide it from Dumbledore, the master who was extremely sensitive to magical fluctuations.

Harry looked at the mountain of letters piled up in front of his small desk, which made it almost impossible for him to see Lockhart diagonally across from him. This was a good opportunity.

Harry pulled out the letter Zhou Fu sent from his sleeve, quietly placed it on his legs, and then clamped his legs tightly together, while putting down the top wizard robe to cover the envelope.

The envelope was opened, and Harry's perspective suddenly changed. He could see clearly that he was writing something mechanically, but the words he wrote were horrible.

Never mind. What kind of reply letter is Lockhart's business?

Harry rushed out of the room, through the wall in the corridor, and rushed to the Forbidden Forest like the wind. He urgently needed to return to the scene to see if the ruby ​​was still there?

what--

Although Gryffindor is in the form of a photo frame, he still retains some of his abilities. Why does it feel like an energy form that does not belong to this world has appeared?

He looked around cautiously, but it was still so noisy. The Weasley twins' joke product had already reached the edge of the Black Lake. A little wizard, holding something in his hand, pulled out a ring, and then a cone-shaped object sprayed out colorful ribbons. The Gryffindor dodged in a panic.

When he came to his senses, the strange feeling had disappeared.

Harry was faster than everyone else, only slightly slower than Draco, but when he was almost at the edge of the Forbidden Forest, he saw Zhou Fu standing quietly on Hagrid's hut.

He was sure that Zhou Fu had seen him.

"I knew you were coming."

Although Zhou Fu didn't open his mouth, his voice somehow reached Harry's ears.

"Don't say anything. Dudley is hiding nearby. Now is not the time to tell him about this."

Draco had already entered the Forbidden Forest. The dense trees obscured his figure. Harry was a little anxious. Gazing from afar, the endless forest seemed to have opened its bloody mouth, and the black cracks were about to swallow up every traveler who entered.