Harry Potter and the Rebirth

"Stick a big stick in your front teeth!"

"Split into pieces!"

"Grin and hula!"

"Collapse!"

"Tarantella!"

Colorful spells rushed into the sky and formed gorgeous fireworks. Everyone was devastated and had to dodge the sinister spells shot from every corner with great difficulty.

Some people cleverly formed small groups and stood back to back to resist external attacks, such as the Weasley twins. They were obviously extremely skilled in this kind of group battle, as if they had been practicing for a long time. Peeves played an indispensable role in this. He was now floating above the lawn, throwing a dung ball onto the round table from time to time, adding a different temperament to this battle.

Snape couldn't help it, and he floated towards Peeves with a petrified look, but Peeves dodged it nimbly. Then he muttered something under his breath and retreated immediately.

Only Harry could hear it clearly, and it seemed to be greeting Snape's dirty, greasy hair.

Snape's face was not very good. The battle on the circular platform had obviously come to an end. Looking at the familiar figures, they were obviously all famous in Hogwarts, or excellent students who were often praised by teachers in class. There were almost no dark horses that appeared out of nowhere.

Harry had a rough idea in his mind.

Although Draco was in a mess, he felt much better as victory was in sight. He couldn't help but tidy up his dyed hair, but he didn't expect a curse to suddenly strike from behind.

"Collapse!"

When Draco was beaten, his light grey eyes were full of disbelief. Before he could even look back, his conscious mind was quickly swallowed by darkness. He opened his eyes in his bed the next day and angrily looked for the culprit. However, no one saw the spell. Where did it come from?

Zhou Fu, who was standing aside, hid his merits and fame. This battle was very dangerous, and Draco was the first person to sacrifice. From then on, Lucius defected from Dumbledore's camp and joined Bai You's organization very smoothly. Then things got out of control. Despite Grindelwald's help, Dumbledore could only barely maintain a balance between the two sides, not the four parties. Draco's death was undoubtedly a fuse.

And it was from that time that Harry began...

Zhou Fu cast another layer of Disillusionment Charm on herself. She now needed to hide until she caught the traitor lurking among them, whom Harry was very familiar with and trusted.

Harry, who was standing by, keenly noticed the source of the spell. The unusually powerful magical fluctuations made him look sideways. In Hogwarts, there were not many people with such fluctuations. He knew Dumbledore, and Snape was there.

He had a few more candidates in his mind, and they coincided with the list at this time. He still remembered the letter that was placed in his locker after Quidditch training.

Who's going to give him a gift?

Then came the spider riot, and then the appearance of the giant dragon. The breeze created by a butterfly turned into a huge wave in the blink of an eye. Everyone became very small in front of him. Harry suppressed his thoughts and remained silent.

Harry always felt that this line was not clear, there was a key node in the middle that couldn't be explained, someone must be lying, the sudden appearance of the mysterious oriental guest, the meaningful gaze, and the views on the disaster.

Could it be them?

In his previous life, Harry only needed to be a chess piece of Dumbledore and successfully walk towards his own death to solve most of the problems. But now, the situation is even more complicated, with different forces breaking into the chess game one after another. It seems clear, but in fact it is full of mystery.

Comrades are not comrades, enemies are not enemies. Harry received letters from the other side of the ocean, among which there was even a note from Jerran, the man who once walked out of the blue gate, and his subordinates who seemed to submit to him.

"Harry! The game is over, what are you thinking about?"

Looking at Ron at the side, Harry suddenly realized that, yes, there was another person from another world here, who seemed to know a lot. His eyes fell on the badge on his chest. Hermione spoke eloquently on the stage, obviously beyond the level of a normal second-year wizard.

Harry let out the anger in his chest and put on a familiar smile on his face again. It didn't matter. They always had their own goals. They could seek common ground while reserving differences. It was enough as long as they were in the same general direction.

One's own destiny is actually hidden in thoughts and words. Words are the boundaries of one's thinking. When Harry's heart was turned upside down, in the calm lake in Harry's heart, Hagrid, who was pretending to bask in the sun, stood up excitedly.

The situation here is really not good. Countless mysterious words are flashing in the distance, and the lakes formed by the glass walls are surging at the moment. A huge whirlpool has formed in the center of the lake. Even if you stand on the shore, you can clearly feel the fear.

Hagrid realized that his mission was about to be completed. Although he was only the last fuse on his master's body and did not play a particularly huge role, he was still excited to witness this historical moment.

The vortex gradually subsided, and the castle in the distance was looming. If Harry looked carefully, it would be the same as the mysterious area that Sirius had unconsciously entered in his memory, and the place where the man was.

It is both Hogwarts in the Gryffindor space and the magnificent castle with the blue gate. They have always been one and the same, but in the eyes of different people, they are two completely opposite sides.

"Nothing. This time the competition went smoothly. I'm really curious about who the remaining eight people will be. They are all really strong."

Seeing the thoughtful look in Harry's eyes, Ron didn't point it out. It was clear that he was not looking there just now, but at himself.

People live in the world in their own eyes, and at this moment, Harry and the man overlapped for a moment. Bai You in the distance seemed to feel something, and he suddenly showed uncontrollable excitement, and threw the red wine glass in his hand to the ground. The broken glass scratched the cheek of the little boy next to him, and the bright red blood——

pat-

Mixed with the wine underground.

The boy's expression remained unchanged, his eyes flickered slightly, and he tilted his head to stand respectfully beside Bai You.

"Boss, what makes you so happy?"

he asked cautiously.

"The master will soon come into this world."

Bai You revealed the news to the little boy. The little boy stiffened slightly, and his reaction was clearly exposed in Bai You's eyes.

It doesn't matter. He patted the little boy's shoulder indifferently. No matter what he thinks, once he comes, it will be a crushing defeat like dimensionality reduction.

"Come with me!"

Dudley ran away from somewhere, holding Harry's hand and leaving the crowded crowd. Ron didn't know what happened, so he could only raise his hand awkwardly and say goodbye to Harry, then went to the library to study with Hermione.

They had already wasted a lot of time watching the game, and he was again displaying the spirit of racing against time that he had in his senior year of high school. Even Hermione, the top scorer, couldn't stand this intensity and was extremely distressed.

"You, what's going on? Tell the truth!"

Dudley was somewhat out of character as he looked at the two people going away. Elliot, who wanted to catch up with them, was blocked by the person next to him. He looked at the boy who had just jumped off the round platform in some confusion. He was handsome and powerful.

"Dudley is Harry's cousin, so don't follow him, or you might make Harry angry."

Elliot relaxed his struggling body, with some suspicion in his eyes. If he was his cousin, why did he rarely see this person around Harry these days?

But looking at Cedric's thick eyebrows and big eyes, which showed his righteousness, as well as the yellow color on his collar that belonged to Hufflepuff, Elliot, who thought he knew a lot about the Hogwarts house division, looked at Cedric with gratitude.

"Good brother, thanks to you, otherwise if I made the boss unhappy, I would——"

Draco licked his back teeth with the tip of his tongue. He was not very familiar with this first Hogwarts warrior who died in his previous life. In this harmless action, he saw another side of the good guy, which made him feel that his image had collapsed.

On the other side, looking at the anxious Dudley, Harry slapped his hand that was pressing on his shoulder. Dumbledore told him that the reason why he never dealt with him again after that incident was because the contract on him was connected with Harry's life.

He died, Harry died.

Fortunately, the punishment cost for both parties in this contract is the same, and the current level of military power in this world is not enough for him to break it.

For this reason, he could only be confined to Harry's side. They were in the same group, and Harry had planned this long ago. The extra characters that appeared around him one after another, Bai You, Dudley, Gryffindor -

As for Harry and Zhou Fu, Harry forced himself to pull his thoughts away from here, because continuing to think about it might make him unacceptable. Sometimes deceiving oneself is also a very good way.

"What the--what are you talking about?"

Harry pretended to be confused. He felt that something was wrong, but when he looked inside, he saw that Hagrid was still there obediently, and the lake was still very calm.

"You should be able to notice it."

Dudley stared into Harry's emerald green eyes, wanting him to see his sincerity. He didn't want to hurt him, nor did he want him to disappear and become another person.

Despite that person, despite that person being himself.

"Well, if you're okay, I still have to go find Hermione and Ron."

Seeing that Harry didn't listen to his advice and seeing the wary look hidden deep in his eyes, Dudley's heart ached a little.

He seemed to have returned to that dead silent night. Harry was the same. He ignored him and went straight out of the Gryffindor dormitory. When he came back, he treated him like nothing.

They all had the same memory, and if they no longer loved themselves sincerely, then - Dudley identified with that memory.

And Harry was already walking away step by step.

Dudley knew his own function very well. As a person without any form and without his own name, except for his master who admired him, everyone would stay away from him and regard him as a monster.

When he came to this world, he initially mistook the unchanged one for his master. After finally distinguishing the two of them clearly, he accepted the order from his master and established a deep soul bond with Harry. For this reason, he locked Harry in a small dark room for nearly a month, and no one discovered him during that time.

He felt that he was shouldering a heavy responsibility and was honored, but at the same time, he was addicted to all the feelings that came with this identity and even wanted to replace him, for which he suffered severe punishment.

He lost his true past and became Harry's shadow. With the cooperation of Dumbledore and his master, he stayed by the side of the three of them.

During this time, the master also wanted to take back his parents' ashes, hoping to resurrect them with his own ability, but the soul had already dissipated, and not all deaths can be resurrected.

And its owner was obviously an exception. Unlike Bai You who was determined to carry out the plan, Dudley felt the boy's sincerity during his time with Harry. At this point, he suddenly felt a little regretful and wanted to back off.

Harry still drew an insurmountable gap between them. If he wanted to take a step forward, he seemed to be able to see Harry's boring and lonely life after falling into the abyss, trapping himself in the castle and spending thousands of long years.

Everyone says that Gryffindors are miserable, so why should Gryffindors listen to their masters?

He really felt sorry for Harry and wanted to change his future, even though his master might -

He was willing to die with him.

To this end, he concealed Zhou Fu's origins and portrayed him as a hidden chess move of his master in front of Bai You. Gryffindor was obviously also kept in the dark, or even though he knew it, he kept silent about it for some reason.

The entanglement, struggle, pain, everything was like a huge spinning vortex that enveloped Dudley.

The vortex in Harry's heart was now filled with an all-encompassing pink mist, blinding Harry's eyes. Deep in the vortex, an ice-blue seedling trembled and poked out its bud.

The instigator of all these things was receiving guests from afar. The man waved his hand, and many dense green light spots came from the surroundings and wrapped him tightly, forming a majestic armor, emitting a different kind of glow.

Da, da, da, da!

The door slowly opened, and four knights walked in. They transformed into the images that the man was most familiar with, and stood respectfully below to confirm the time when the war would begin.

"It will take me some time to disintegrate their internal power without bloodshed."

"The time is ripe." The white armor hummed, and he also sent a person in to unite the forces at the bottom, and obtained surprising results.

The man teleported to the side of the man in white armor and kicked him hard to the ground.

"Who told you to act on your own?"

The man in white armor was not angry. He gently touched the iron boots on the man's feet, and a hint of heartache appeared in his tone.

"Brother, you are running out of time."

Several others knelt down and expressed their wishes in silence.

The man took a deep breath, said nothing, and angrily returned to the magnificent throne. Looking at the conspicuous purple gem on the handle, he compromised.