Harry Potter and the Rebirth

"Where's Professor Flitwick?"

Harry looked around and didn't see him. "Just tell me if there's anything." Snape pinched his forehead and didn't say where the professor had gone.

"Are you ok?"

Harry looked at Snape expectantly, but when he got no answer for a long time, his eyes became alert.

"Stop arguing for now, let me think about it and sort out my thoughts." Snape rolled his eyes at Harry.

Harry breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that he could hear him. However, he was not sure if he could communicate with him normally when his consciousness was occupied by someone.

It would be great if Headmaster Dumbledore was here. Who knows when he will be back? Harry lacked a sense of security. If the Headmaster was here, he would definitely not let Hogwarts fall into such danger. When those spiders stepped out of the Forbidden Forest, there would be no hope of a good life.

And Dumbledore, whom Harry had been thinking about, was standing in the center of the Antarctic continent at this time. Looking at the dozens of meters high blue ice wall that suddenly rose up, he felt some remaining magical fluctuations here, which seemed a little familiar. Where had he seen it before?

When one reaches Dumbledore's level, his understanding of magic has gradually reached the true level. He knows the flow trajectory of magic power and the form it takes after the trajectory changes.

"This seems to look familiar." There was no one around, Dumbledore muttered to himself. He was floating on the ice, and underneath was normal crystal snowflakes. Whenever Dumbledore sank a little deeper, those snowflakes would instantly turn into black mud, open their big mouths and swallow all the people above.

He lowered his head and glanced twice, then continued to focus on the ice wall. In just a few days, he had quickly swept across the entire Antarctic continent and could hardly see any trace of life. There were some that he did not have time to devour, but they were ultimately a minority.

Night has become the main theme of this continent. Dumbledore raised his wand and brought the tip of the fluorescent wand close to the ice wall. Unexpectedly, he saw a line of words clearly. It was written in ancient runes, and he happened to be a master of runes. "Sleeping dragons, do not disturb--"

Dumbledore gently stroked the line of words with his fingers, and suddenly he felt some pain in his left arm. He lowered his head and rubbed it. Then his sharp blue eyes looked through the thick ice wall, and some shadows were looming inside. When he suddenly rose into the air and looked down at the ice wall from a God's perspective - a dragon!

"Grandpa, do you think we should move forward?"

"You're talking nonsense. If we don't keep going, why are we here?"

Seeing such a large area of ​​crystal clear snowflakes, emitting a faint halo under the cover of night, is really very beautiful. Some of them fade to dark blue, and the temperature there is even colder.

"what is this?"

Rolf Scamander, wearing thick special boots, stepped on the snow one step at a time. The snowflakes did not attack him, but formed footprints one after another.

Newt looked over curiously and found a field of crystal clear blue flowers in the distance, with an ice-like texture and emerald green leaves. Although he was not very interested in plants, he was very excited about the plants produced by this creature. It seemed as if he had found his original intention of exploring the road of magical beasts.

"Whatever, just take it off first. Luo Fu, open the box."

The Flying Spell didn't work, so Newt tried other spells, but he could only pry the flower open with his bare hands. The moment the flower was away from the ground, the nearby 100 square meters of snow turned into mud. Newt and Rolf quickly got into the box, and they were greeted by several Bowtruckles. They grabbed Newt's hair and swung him around. Several long white hairs floated down from the air and fell to the ground, and were then picked up by some creatures underground.

“Are we taking some too much chances?”

Rolf looked at the suddenly vibrating space with some trembling. This was the first time he saw cracks appear in this space. The creatures inside were chirping or roaring, while Newt was concentrating on the bouquet in his hand.

"It's not risky." Newt shook his head. "What's the connection, boy? Dumbledore and I teamed up to stop Grindelwald from burning Paris. That was really exciting."

Rolf couldn't help but feel ashamed. What on earth was going on? He had heard calluses all over his ears. Ever since he was a child, his grandfather had been nagging about these great achievements, half of which were about his past with Dumbledore, and the other half were about his cute little pets.

Luo Fu stopped an invisible beast that was running around, pinned it down, and patiently educated it.

"Don't be greedy. This plant has a lot of uses. Don't think about eating everything."

The Niffler, who was lying on the tree nearby, stared at Newt. This thing was shiny, and Rolf took the Niffler down again. He now knew these little guys very well. When he was studying at Hogwarts, even some professors did not have as much knowledge in this area as he did.

Harry walked out of the school infirmary and ran straight to Professor Snape's office. As he had just said, these things could control a person's mind, but the time was very short and required someone to use it.

Harry recalled his several experiences of coming into contact with this substance. The first time he knew about it was because of Dudley, the second time was when he erased Draco's memory, and the third time was at Ron's house. Each contact with this thing brought a different sensation.

If his guess was correct, Harry touched the envelopes in his pocket. He had been carrying them with him ever since he got them. He was afraid that Qinggang and Ziluan would be affected, so he put them in the dormitory. Now might be the time to verify it.

On the way, Harry found that there were several windows that were not open, and the students were wandering around desperately, some of them even had smiles on their faces, looking very happy.

Harry didn't know what their train of thought was, but he knew it should be related to him. Facing the ball of light, Harry said tentatively, Open this window?

All the windows of Hogwarts opened in an instant. Professor McGonagall, who was handling the follow-up matters, took a look vigilantly. What was going on? Something unusual had happened when she was fighting those spiders just now.

Harry walked past embarrassedly. Oops, this time he used too much force. He gently pushed the ball of light and opened the window next to the second corridor on the third floor.

Very good, the order was accurate, but only that one window was opened. Now everyone noticed something was wrong, including Umbridge who was having a great time chatting with Bart. She was now being flattered by this boy from Slytherin.