Harry Potter and the Rebirth

After finishing their meal, the group separated. Ron and Hermione joined the training team. They spent the entire afternoon doing close combat training on spells.

Before leaving, Hermione called Harry.

"Well, do you have time tonight? We're having a small meeting in the Room of Requirement from nine to eleven."

Harry smiled. "Yes, it's about the House-Elf Rights Association -"

Hermione nodded, as if a little embarrassed. She had seen how busy Harry had been these past few days. Ron said that there were even some days when he didn't return to the dormitory all night. All this seemed to have brought some burden to Harry.

"Don't be stressed."

Harry wanted to touch Hermione's head. For a man who was nearly 40 years old, looking at a teenage girl was really cute. But thinking it was inappropriate in public, he raised his hand and put it on Hermione's shoulder and patted her.

"There's one more thing," Hermione seemed a little embarrassed, which made Harry take back the step he was about to take.

"Ok?"

Seeing the puzzled look in Harry's eyes, Hermione mustered up the courage and said, "My parents sent a letter saying that someone is nearby to protect them."

"Ow~"

Harry understood, "This is a very normal thing. Some parents of young wizards are protected by some Aurors. This is to allow wizards to smoothly integrate into the Muggle world and to allow wizards to study at ease in school."

Lupin waved to Harry not far away, indicating that he was running out of time.

Harry comforted Hermione a few more words and then left quickly. Ron watched from the side with his arms folded. He saw with his own eyes that the depressed expression on Hermione's face disappeared in an instant, and then she immediately became full of fighting spirit, with an obvious desire to win in her eyes.

"Are you ok?"

Ron was a little unsure.

"Let's go, let's go. Harry is so powerful, we can't hold him back."

Ron nodded vigorously and touched his bruised arm. The speed at which old injuries healed was far slower than the speed at which new injuries occurred. The school's medicines were also running short these days, and minor wounds like this began to become insignificant.

The team stood in line, and they were divided into four obvious parts like the Chu River and Han River. Standing at the top today was Professor Moody, who was in charge of the practical exercises of the practical class, and behind him were several battle-hardened Aurors.

"Okay, before class today, let's check the results of the previous few days' training and arrange them according to the teams we have divided into before."

The team was immediately broken up, and the young wizards from each school dispersed. Under this circumstance, the division between the four major colleges of Hogwarts seemed insignificant. They united under external pressure.

Hermione was facing a girl from the second year of Beauxbatons. She seemed to have Veela blood, and her every move was full of obvious charm. Her young age could not conceal her elegance and charm, but instead she had a sense of restraint like a green apple. Many boys nearby were looking at her.

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion behind Hermione. Some people looked at a black-haired boy who was much younger than themselves running towards the Forbidden Forest. Professor Moody followed him and seemed to be talking about something.

"Who is he?"

Some people said dissatisfiedly, when did the privilege come to their faces so openly?

"I heard it was Harry Potter."

The people at Hogwarts knew about Harry's magical powers. Britain had been troubled by Voldemort for a long time, but this so-called second-generation devil was far from being as influential as Grindelwald. A third-year student from Durmstrang snorted indifferently.

This instantly caused dissatisfaction among some of Harry's fans.

"Krum is the best." These words aroused the approval of some people around, and a protagonist in their words listened proudly in the crowd. As the youngest seeker of the Bulgarian Quidditch team, he had the right to be proud.

Hermione also looked at the young Seeker, who was tall and had a shaved head. Krum turned his head for no apparent reason and locked his eyes with Hermione in the crowd. His heart skipped a beat. It was obvious that fate had brought the two of them together for a short time at this moment.

Their eyes met and they were stunned for a moment.

"What are you doing? What are you doing?"

Professor Moody had just finished talking to Harry and watched Harry and Lupin enter the Forbidden Forest. He saw that the young wizards, who were supposed to be doing practical training, began to stand on the lawn and rest. How could this be possible?

"What are you guys doing?"

Moody first gave a reproachful look to the Aurors standing by, then looked at the lazy wizard, with a hint of disappointment in his performance.

Among the Aurors there was a young man who had just entered society. He had finally joined the Auror team and had gone through many trials and tribulations. He had wanted to show his skills here, but he did not expect that he would have to go back to school to teach a group of lazy little kids. He really felt that it was a waste of time.

Moody took a look and didn't say much. He turned his head to look at Harry who had just entered the Forbidden Forest. He immediately had an idea in his mind that the attack was not enough.

In the blink of an eye, Professor Moody disappeared from the spot while he was talking, and reappeared in the blink of an eye, leading a confused Harry beside him.

Draco, who was mixed in the team, brightened his eyes. Cedric turned around and stopped the ongoing fight, and the people on the opposite side also stopped.

Moody pointed at a few troublemakers who had just refused to train properly. They looked to be in the sixth or seventh grade, close to the height of adults, with a rebellious look on their faces, their chins slightly raised, and they were very arrogant.

Krum is one of them.

"You, just you."

Moody saw a familiar person. Although he didn't pay much attention to Quidditch, he thought that such a rebellious, self-righteous and famous person was a good opportunity to establish his authority.

Krum strode forward, and the people around him automatically made way for him.

Harry looked at Krum, who was half a head taller than him, and his desire to win was aroused, adding fuel to the fire, like a young boy.

However, this emotion came and went quickly, and the glass wall that had turned into a spider web pattern began to show signs of loosening. Hagrid stood up from the ground in surprise and placed his hand on the wall appropriately.

A small piece of glass fell off, and Hagrid held it in his rough big hand, treating it as a treasure.

Krum and Harry came face to face. Both of them understood what Professor Moody meant and took out their wands, ready to go.

Professor Moody saw this, and suddenly saw that the prickly boy put his wand back again. He said with disdain, "He looks like he is only in the second grade, or the third grade at most."

Krum saw the scar on Harry's forehead and realized that this was the savior recognized by the British wizarding world. However, he had seen all kinds of geniuses in Durmstrang and he scoffed at the title of savior.

"I don't bully the weak."

This statement caused a huge uproar among the young wizards. Harry had quite a few defenders, and almost the entire Hogwarts had benefited from his kindness. Ron was even more furious, and Draco simply appeared in front of the team, furious. Harry mixed in the crowd, smiling, looking at Harry with a slight mockery in his eyes.

Dudley did not participate in the training, but he secretly observed Harry's every move through the water curtain. Seeing that Harry was obviously humiliated, he felt a little relieved, but he was more angry at the young boy.

Krum didn't understand why most people looked at him with hatred because of what he said.

The person involved, Harry, remained calm. He did not care about other people's opinions, especially from a stranger. Let him be as strong as he can, the breeze blows over the hills; let him be as arrogant as he can, the bright moon shines on the river.

The glass wall of Harry's inner world melted faster and faster, and the broken glass in Hagrid's hand turned into water droplets.

Moody clearly felt that Harry's state of mind had changed. There was air flowing around him, the grass beside his ankles swaying gently, and his whole aura was rising. Just one glance at him, and Krum couldn't help but take two steps back, feeling frightened.

The envelope given by Zhou Fu in Harry's pocket disappeared without a trace, then came into Harry's sea of ​​consciousness and knocked out the stunned Hagrid.

Krum was proud in his heart. The person who had just made sarcastic remarks to him now frightened him with just a look. Retreating now was not his style.

He took two steps forward under Harry's pressure. Life is always like this. One step back, one step back. Only continuous progress, forward! is his life motto.

"I admit that I underestimated you just now. I'm sorry." Krum apologized to Harry.

Harry accepted his apology generously. People measure the world by the standards around them, and their own standards are repeatedly modified by the world around them.

The crowd that had been noisy just now quieted down, and the Aurors that had been dismissive just now became serious. They and Moody took a few steps back to make room for the two outstanding young men in the middle to duel.

Both sides bowed, then stepped back and turned around.

"Except your weapons!"

Krum shouted, using all his magic power to treat a junior who looked only in his teens seriously.

Harry didn't speak, nor did he use his wand, but just stood there relaxed. Krum was so surprised that he even wanted to yell at Harry to get out of the way.

He didn't expect that his perspective would suddenly change. The sky was spinning, the birds flying in the sky rapidly enlarged, and he felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, and then fell heavily to the ground.

Silence fell.

Moody looked at Harry with satisfaction, thinking that Harry was worthy of being his apprentice whom he had taught for several years. The Aurors who were watching the show behind him weighed their own strength and admitted with some embarrassment that if they were in Krum's position, they might also be knocked away.

Silently and without a wand, this one move was enough to defeat most adult wizards. No one knew what spell Harry used, but it was obvious that he just gave it a light blow.

The outcome of this duel is already clear.

"Healed as before——"

Before Krum could recover from his shock, a pair of slender and strong hands stretched out in front of him, and then Harry's green eyes appeared, with a subtle concern in them.

Krum was helped up by Harry. He jumped on the spot. The healing spell Harry had cast was obviously very effective. The pain in his abdomen disappeared like a dream.

"You are really amazing. I am not as good as you."

Harry walked up to Krum and wanted to pat his shoulder, but found that his height did not allow it. He coughed awkwardly and then held his hand.

"Train well."

Then he disappeared from the spot like a gust of wind. Draco, who was standing in the front, looked proudly at the place where Harry disappeared.

Elliot, who was in the team, pulled the sleeve of a tall and thin boy and said, "Look, look, I didn't lie to you, this is Harry Potter, he is really amazing."

"Yeah, he's awesome."

This is Apparition. Even some adult wizards have not mastered it. The Apparition crash course is very popular every year. His father does this.

"Okay, what else do you want to say now?"

Professor Moody took only a few minutes to make them clearly realize the gap between themselves and the strong, especially the gap between themselves and Harry Potter.

Krum obediently returned to the team. Some of the looks around him had turned into contempt, as if they hated Krum for being defeated so easily by Harry.

Their love and hatred come so easily it's ridiculous.

Krum turned his head and looked at the petite girl with her fluffy hair scattered on her shoulders. She looked at him with obvious disgust in her eyes. He was stunned and a little flustered, as if something was flowing through his fingertips and he could no longer catch it.

Next to her was a boy with red hair and freckles on his face.

"Hermione, what are you looking at?"

"nothing."

It turned out that her name was Hermione. Krum repeated this name countless times in his mind. Every time he read it, it was like eating a candy.

Lupin was waiting for him at the edge of the Forbidden Forest. When he saw Harry coming back, he took two steps back respectfully and said, "Master, you are back."

"I told you not to call me Master, call me Harry."

Harry frowned, feeling quite uncomfortable.

"Okay, Master." Seeing the helplessness in Harry's eyes, Rune changed his words and said, "No, okay, Harry."

"Dumbledore said that four dragons will be shipped in from Romania today. This will be the first part of the competition."

Harry nodded, feeling that life was unpredictable. In his previous life, he was under the guidance of Hagrid and got the answer to the first level after an argument with Ron. Now he came here as a staff member.

Ron's brother should be here too, Harry thought, and moved quickly to a large open space in the Forbidden Forest.

Chinese Fireball, Hectic Black Dragon, Hungarian Horntail, Norwegian Ridgeback, different from the previous life, H Harry's memory was a little fuzzy.

Looking at the staff surrounding the dragon, he spotted Ron's brother, Charlie.