Harry Potter and the Rebirth

Thousands of miles away in the Scottish Highlands, the Hogwarts Castle stands there. The students are preparing for the competition with great enthusiasm. Each college has designed many beautiful cheering uniforms and cheering sticks for its members. They are like the craziest fans and the most solid supporters, giving great support to the participating members.

At this time, Harry was preparing for the battle in Hogwarts. He was not very nervous, but was a little worried about Dumbledore and Professor Moody.

Thinking about his hurried back that morning, Harry always had a bad feeling, a feeling so strong that he had no intention of doing anything.

No, I must go over and take a look, and bring Old Dragon with me, and also -

Zhou Fu.

Harry felt that she would play an unimaginable role at the critical moment.

Harry immediately slammed the table and stood up, looking at the surprised people around him. He realized that this was a classroom and Professor McGonagall was explaining the key points about the changes between still life and animals.

"Harry, do you have any ideas?"

Harry's face flushed red, and he didn't know what to say for a moment. Professor McGonagall must have been able to see that he was distracted, but she still let him go lightly.

"I know you've been under a lot of pressure lately, but relax, we all have your back."

Listening to this considerate comfort, Harry closed his eyes, feeling extremely ashamed.

When this class was over, Harry's outstanding performance in the next class added nearly 15 points to Gryffindor.

Ron poked him in the waist while packing his schoolbag and winked, "What were you thinking about just now? Tell me the truth."

Harry didn't look like he was worried about the game, but rather had other thoughts in mind.

"I'm worried about the principal."

Ron's eyebrows were bent into an exaggerated arc, and there seemed to be a Pacific Ocean spanning between his eyelids, showing his owner's shock.

"This is Dumbledore!"

He wanted to tell Harry in a very exaggerated tone that he didn't need to worry about Dumbledore, because even though he was the greatest White Lord and was already 100 years old, he had only lived half of his life.

Hermione also heard Harry's concerns, but she was not as optimistic as Ron. Because of his speculation about Harry's identity, Hermione confirmed Harry's idea, but it also made her worried.

After all, they are just second-year wizards and don’t have much ability. Even if they run out rashly, they will only be a drag.

Harry ruffled his already tangled hair, making his fluffy hair more solid. If Snape saw this, he would definitely say it was bad luck. He handed his schoolbag to Ron beside him and hurriedly left the classroom.

"Where are you going?"

"I need to go see Professor Lupin."

"Snape has a class this afternoon."

"Got it, got it, I will definitely come back before class."

Hermione was worried, so she gritted her teeth, threw her schoolbag to Ron, and ran out.

Ron looked at the three extra schoolbags and was at a loss for a moment. Every freckle on his face was filled with question marks.

"No, why are you throwing it all to me? I want to go too." His voice gradually disappeared in the flowing air.

Then he ran out too. He had been here for more than a year, and today he decided to take a risk. Let the old bat scold him, but could he really throw him into the Black Lake to feed the octopuses?

When Harry found Lupin, he was staring at the burning fireplace in a daze. The warm yellow firelight reflected on his face. He unconsciously relaxed his body, revealing his big fluffy tail, which was shiny and sleek.

"Owner!"

When Lupin saw Harry, he stood up quickly with a very respectful posture. When he saw from the corner of his eye that Harry was exactly like James, he bent even lower.

"You don't have to."

Harry was helpless.

"I'm going to get angry if you keep doing this."

Lupin straightened his back, then invited Harry to sit on the sofa with him. The two of them were close, staring at the crackling matches and feeling the warmth coming from the fireplace.

"Harry, you came to me about—"

Lupin quickly retracted his tail and moved his ears slightly. He seemed to hear light footsteps.

Harry understood and patted his arm to make him relax, "It's okay, it's Hermione."

When Harry stood at the door, looking at the little girl who was rubbing her hands and looking a little embarrassed, there was a red-haired boy following behind him with his eyes looking around.

"Why are you here?"

"Where are you going? Take us with you."

Harry felt the envelope in his pocket getting hot. He picked it up and saw a line of beautiful handwriting slowly emerging.

"I'm glad you thought of me. Just wait a moment. I'll be there soon."

It's Zhou Fu——

"Really not, it's really dangerous there."

Lupin, who was listening in the back, blinked. He seemed to understand why Harry had called him here.

Hermione knew clearly that she shouldn't make things difficult for Harry anymore, but the feeling of not being able to share her friend's suffering and always feeling isolated was just too terrible.

Her eyes turned slightly red, and her emotional emotions washed away her defenses.

Harry was at a loss. When had he ever seen this strong little girl shed a tear in front of him?

"Forget it, forget it, but you have to listen to my instructions and don't run around randomly."

Lupin glanced at Ron and Hermione again, and raised their status in his mind. The master seemed to care about them very much, and even at this stage, he still kept them in his heart.

Considering the time, the lake should have expanded.

Ron jumped up excitedly, and gave Harry a big hug, holding him tightly in his arms, with his furry head moving constantly around his neck.

"Man, thank you so much."

Lupin found this scene very jarring, and he coughed loudly to make his presence known.

Ron took two steps back awkwardly, and only then did the two little guys remember to say hello to the professor behind them.

"Hello, Professor."

Lupin didn't dare to take Joe, so he led the three little wizards into the house and gave each of them a glass of butterbeer.

“Can we really drink this?”

Hermione, who was always well-behaved, couldn't help swallowing when she smelled the extremely pungent beer, along with the sweet aroma of butter and the sweetness of milk.

Ron next to him didn't care about anything and drank half the cup in one breath. The foam on the top stuck to the corners of his mouth. He licked it with satisfaction and let out a satisfied sigh.

Harry took a sip and the familiar taste made his eyes light up. In his previous life, this was a treat he could only enjoy after his third year at the bar in Hogsmeade village.

"By the way, what were you talking about just now?"

Seeing that they had no scruples, Hermione also took a big gulp. The excitement of breaking the rules made her eyes sparkle.

"Let's talk about where Dumbledore is now and how we should get there."

Hermione was not worried. They thought it was a joke. How could the professor allow three little wizards to go with him? Harry might be okay alone, but taking the two of them with him was absolutely impossible.

"It should be in Iceland now. I have a key here."

Hermione paused in drinking beer. She looked at Lupin in disbelief. "No, you are an adult wizard, a professor.

Why are you so obedient? Where is your authority and prestige?

Lupin tilted his head slightly to give Hermione a questioning look, without feeling the slightest bit embarrassed, because this was what his master wanted to know.

Ron was very surprised. In his previous life, if one wanted to travel to that place, it would be absolutely impossible without 30,000 or 40,000 yuan per person. But now they can go there for free. It should be the polar night now, with beautiful aurora.

Ron was eager to pack his bags right now. As for the heavy courses and possible punishments he would face, he subconsciously tried not to think about them so as not to feel too guilty.

“How many people went there?”

Lupin thought about it and realized that there were too many people going there.

The envelope in Harry's pocket felt hot again.

"Where should I go to find you?"

Harry wrote on the envelope with his finger: Come to Lupin's cabin next to the Forbidden Forest.

The writing faded away, and all eyes in the room were focused on him.

"Nothing, just keep thinking."

"Who are you writing to?" Ron asked curiously.

"To Zhou Fu."

"That weirdo from Ravenclaw? When did you two become so familiar with each other?"

Logically speaking, they were all flower growers in their previous lives, but Ron always felt scared when he saw this little girl, so he had to avoid her every time.

"Yeah." Harry nodded.

Hermione hit Ron hard and said, "Why do you call me weird? My name is Juffer."

Her pronunciation is a little weird.

"It's Zhou Fu."

Ron smiled wryly and repeated Zhou Fu's name again to express his mockery of Hermione's accent.

Hey!

He got his comeuppance in an instant. Hermione stretched out her evil hand and hit the soft flesh on his waist hard.

Harry watched the playful scene with a smile on his face.

“Are there really that many people?”

Lupin nodded heavily, and while Ron and Hermione were playing, he glanced at Harry and shook his head slightly.

Harry understood.

Then he stood between the two people and patted their shoulders gently.

"Harry, what's the matter?"

Depend on!

They fell into coma in an instant and had no power to resist. Harry used his arms to protect their fallen bodies, moved them to the small bed in the room with Lupin, and then wrote a note next to them.

"I'm sorry, this is too dangerous, but can you guess what gift I prepared for you?"

Gift--

Harry looked at the words on the note. He had just finished Quidditch training and was exhausted. He returned to his locker room panting, and found the note under his clothes.

"Where's the Portkey?"

Lupin dug out a small box from under the bed. Inside the box was a golden snitch that was tied up and struggling desperately.

He held the box and placed it on the table.

"Where will it end up after teleporting?"

"The closest place to Dumbledore."

Lupin said meaningfully.

There was another sound of footsteps, but this time it was obviously an adult. I heard the footsteps before I saw the person.

"Yo, yo, yo! Look at our brave Hogwarts warriors, is this going to be another big adventure?"

Snape pushed open the small wooden door angrily. Looking at Ron and Hermione lying on the bed, Lupin standing there in a daze, and Harry who felt guilty, he was furious!

He pointed his wand at Lupin unceremoniously.

"It's fine if you have these fluffy little problems, but why did you push Harry into such a dangerous place?"

Snape looked at Hermione lying on the bed, his eyes moved, and his critical voice became louder, "This is your medicine!"

He placed the medicine on the table viciously.

He watched Lupin and Harry scratching their heads in confusion, and watched Hermione's hands move again, with satisfaction.

"Professor, why are you here?"

"If I don't come, will you and the other two ignorant little trolls die?"

Snape sprayed venom without hesitation.

Harry was speechless. He actually had this thought for a moment, but he still decided to keep them in Hogwarts.

Snape saw the golden flying butterfly in the box on the table and was a little curious. Was this the Christmas gift that Lupin wanted to give to Harry? Was it necessary to give it to him personally? Besides, there was still so much time left. Could it be Halloween?

With a Flying Spell, the bound Golden Snitch suddenly fell into Snape's hands. Harry was quick-eyed and grabbed a corner of Snape's clothes, while at the same time grabbing one of the wings of the Golden Snitch with his other hand.

The two people disappeared from the spot in an instant, leaving only Lupin who had not yet reacted.

He looked at the two little wizards lying on the bed and the still warm potion on the table, proving that everything that had just happened was not a dream.

Lupin seemed to remember that Snape should have another Potions class in the afternoon.

Now the teacher and the students left together.

Lupin felt that he had no way of facing Professor McGonagall, after all, she was his teacher when he was in school.

How should I explain this to her now?

The first time Snape touched the portkey, he felt something was wrong. He felt a strong pain and discomfort in his stomach as if it was pulled by a hook, and his head was overwhelmed for a moment.

He landed heavily in a snowdrift, and Harry dropped from the sky and hit him in the stomach.

Snape pushed Harry aside, and couldn't help but curl up like a shrimp. Then he took out a tube of reagent from the storage space and drank it.

He came out in such a hurry that he didn't prepare much. Looking at Harry's disgusted look, he took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, lifted Harry's chin and poured half the liquid into his mouth.

With the help of the medicine, both of them looked much better.

The surroundings are covered with snow, snowflakes are floating in the sky, the vast night covers the surroundings, the bright stars are scattered in the sky, the bright moon is quietly disappearing, and what attracts more attention is the gorgeous aurora.

Twisting, floating, and radiating its own brilliance wantonly, the wonders of nature made Snape and Harry silent at the same time.

This kind of spiritual shock is hard to describe in words.