Harry Potter and the Rebirth

"As for the matter of nuclear bombs, I said that they are now under the control of wizards."

The long red line was soft at the moment, and then immediately became brittle. Harry gently let go of his hand, and it immediately broke into four sections and fell to the ground.

Harry could feel a small raised spot on his arm that had completely disappeared, which made him feel relieved.

Ron and Hermione were silent on the side. They held each other's hands unconsciously. What they heard at this moment seemed to be close to the truth of the matter. After all, young wizards of their age were not allowed to know so much.

Dumbledore laughed and comforted Harry, "It's okay, Harry, it's nothing, isn't it?"

Harry looked at Dumbledore in confusion.

"First of all, you have to understand that we don't want to control the world, but to protect wizards, and secondly, to protect the entire Muggle community."

Harry nodded, not quite understanding.

Grindelwald on the side looked at Dumbledore with a smile on his face.

"Protecting wizards is because you are afraid that once world peace is achieved, if Muggles target places where wizards gather, it will cause a devastating blow to the entire wizarding world?"

Lockhart, who was always carefree, looked serious. He twisted the red strings in his hands into pieces and finally threw them on the ground without a care.

After receiving Dumbledore's affirmative look, Lockhart continued, "Is the protection of Muggles due to that magical control ability?"

This seems to be a fact that is easy to understand. In this war, people have witnessed with their own eyes that Muggles have no resistance to this kind of controlling power. Once a nuclear bomb is launched into a community or city where Muggles gather, all living things and objects within a few kilometers will be instantly vaporized. This is not something to be joked about.

Since many wizards have not learned Apparition very well, they may also be seriously implicated.

Hermione on the side held Ron's hand tightly. She was a little worried about her parents and even had the idea of ​​bringing them to Hogwarts.

In her mind, Hogwarts, where Dumbledore is, is almost the safest fortress in the world.

Hermione wasn't the only one to have this thought.

Harry understood, and the knot in his heart disappeared. He himself loved peace and did not want to start those unnecessary wars.

"Okay," Dumbledore sent everyone out and let Snape and Lockhart have a good rest in the school infirmary. The assistants could take their classes tomorrow.

Snape refused coldly. Ever since he returned to school, he had been in a very bad mood after hearing that Lockhart would be teaching the afternoon class.

Lockhart got the answer he wanted from Dumbledore, experienced a very exciting adventure, and became the savior of a big bat. Naturally, he felt very happy.

Gradually, everyone walked out of the infirmary. Grindelwald looked back every few steps, somewhat reluctant to leave. Dumbledore seemed a little embarrassed. Harry could clearly see his fingers stretching and curling nervously, acting like this in front of a junior.

Finally, Dumbledore drove him out with a dark face, "You still want to control all the nuclear warheads in your own hands. You don't want to see the few wizards suffer another devastating blow one day, do you?"

Dumbledore made Grindelwald disappear with just one word. This was obviously the most serious fact facing them. Before the enemy could invade, they were completely destroyed by the Muggles whom they usually looked down upon.

Dumbledore turned his head and looked at Harry sitting on the hospital bed, the red-haired man sitting on the other bed, and the two little wizards who were wearing invisibility cloaks and thought they were invisible but wanted to hear a few more secrets.

"Okay——"

Dumbledore's tone was very gentle. He looked in the direction where the two were hiding with a smile, "Are you two little lions satisfied with the news you got tonight?"

It was over. When Hermione and Dumbledore's sharp blue eyes met, they immediately realized that they had actually been discovered.

So he obediently took off his invisibility cloak and flew to Hermione's shoulder breathlessly. His two little wings seemed a little weak and his feathers were wet. It was obvious that he was extremely tired.

Hermione touched Arnold lovingly and then kissed him.

Ron was already feeling guilty, and now that the barriers around him had been removed, he felt even more guilty. He saw Harry's teasing look next to him, and instantly realized that they might have been discovered a long time ago, including the big peacock that came over.

Ron was so angry that he nudged Harry with his elbow. He deserved to be beaten for not helping them and watching them make a fool of themselves.

Harry's mouth was wide open, as if he had been hit with a grinning curse.

"I'm sorry, Principal."

The two men bowed and apologized to Dumbledore in an unusually tacit understanding.

Dumbledore stroked his beard and showed a relieved expression. Although Harry didn't know what he was relieved about, he could feel that it was related to the simultaneous actions of two people.

"Okay, you guys should go to bed early too."

Dumbledore seemed to sense something was wrong. A clock appeared in front of him, and the hunger in his stomach reminded him that he had not had dinner yet.

"Hurry up and go to the auditorium. It should be in time now. If you can't make it, you can go to the kitchenette. You won't be able to sleep well if you're hungry."

Dumbledore kicked them both out.

Ron looked at Harry standing nearby, "Isn't he coming with us?"

Dumbledore said nothing, but just looked at him with a smile, and it was obvious that his meaning was self-evident.

"Gryffindor's little troll, whose brain was stolen by a giant and used as a Quaffle."

It was only at this time that the two of them noticed Snape lying on the hospital bed. He seemed to have reduced his presence to a very low level at this moment. As soon as he opened his mouth, the damn feeling came back again.

The two of them ran away in a hurry. Now they are Gryffindor only because Dumbledore is there. If only Snape is there, then they will have to be changed to Gryffindor.

Before leaving, Hermione stuffed the Invisibility Cloak into Harry's hands.

Snape closed his eyes and rested. Lockhart seemed to have fallen asleep. In a short while, his snoring filled the entire enclosed space. Snape frowned and tried his best to endure it.

The three of them looked at each other, and Fox's fire expanded for an instant, then disappeared, and the school infirmary was silent.

The three of them came to Dumbledore's office.

The red-haired man seemed to be extremely familiar with this place. As soon as he arrived here, he changed into his original form, a medium-sized dragon, and curled up on the sofa.

Harry glanced at the old dragon. "You, you, why are you acting like you weren't here? I didn't see you protecting Dumbledore—"

Lao Long turned over nonchalantly.

Dumbledore sat on the chair and conjured up a small sofa for Harry. He looked at the old dragon helplessly.

"Professor, are you okay?"

With so many people around just now, Harry didn't dare ask too many questions, for fear of shaking their confidence in victory.

"not too good."

Harry immediately stood up from the sofa and strode over to Dumbledore's side, looking very worried.

Dumbledore, who had just looked ruddy and energetic, was now leaning weakly on a chair. His usually sharp eyes had lost their due strength. Fawkes leaned on Dumbledore's shoulder, wailing continuously.

"So you are now——"

You know, it's almost a fantasy to expect Dumbledore to show weakness to others. He has always been an upright and seemingly omnipotent wizard. But now -

Harry felt extremely distressed, his heart filled with panic, fear and worry, and before he knew it, crystal tears had crept up into his emerald green eyes. The area around his eyes began to turn red, and his voice became dull.

No one knew what Dumbledore was thinking, his expression was obviously kind and gentle.

"Harry, do you have the courage to face what you are about to face?"

silence.

Harry had already guessed something. The first wizard it faced was himself, but why did he just faint?

Plus the familiar armor around it, and—

This seems like an unbearable truth.

"Principal - I, I actually - I don't want to -"

Dumbledore lengthened and widened the chair he was sitting on so that Harry could sit with him. The sky outside the window had already darkened completely. The bright moonlight sprinkled on the calm lake, covering it with a thin veil.

A layer of mist rose from the surface of the lake, and the mountains in the distance were obscured, seeming to be like the future of the earth, illusory and unpredictable.

Feeling the warmth of Dumbledore beside him, Harry leaned his head on his shoulder, feeling as if he were his own father.

He had never felt so at ease before, and there seemed no need to say more at this moment. This seemingly peaceful and harmonious place was actually full of dangers. If he was not careful, the whole boat would capsize and everyone would end up being killed.

The portraits on the wall nearby seemed unusually quiet at this moment. This was an unprecedented crisis, and the probability of their victory was almost zero.

The only key point seems to be the boy in front of him.

Dumbledore sent Harry away, and the shadow of the desk solidified into Tom, who told Dumbledore everything about Harry's guess that he seemed to have discovered him.

"Harry didn't seem to tell me."

Dumbledore muttered.

Harry was a little hungry, but he didn't want to go back to his dormitory. It was late at night and the whole castle was silent. He seemed to have returned to that day, when he had his first adventure in this castle, with Voldemort's sudden appearance, the strange movements in the portrait, and the earth-shaking changes in his soul.

Unconsciously he strolled to the observatory. The night breeze swirled slowly here, bringing the sound of fallen leaves and water vapor in the distance. Harry felt very lonely.

He straightened his clothes and sat against the thick wall of the observatory, swinging his calves casually. He suddenly wanted to drink some wine to numb his nerves.

"Dobby—"

Dobby suddenly appeared with some food in his hands, as if he had expected this, which surprised Harry.

"Kind Mr. Ron and Miss Hermione told Dobby that you hadn't eaten yet. It was really Dobby's fault."

Harry patted Dobby's head, took the food from his plate, and motioned for him to sit here with him.

Dobby seemed very excited and kept muttering, "The master is willing to sit in the same place with Dobby, the master is willing to sit in the same place with Dobby."

There was fear and excitement in his huge eyes, and his two ears swayed back and forth.

Then it vanished from the spot with a snap, leaving Harry at a loss. This development didn't seem right.

puff-

A girl's soft laughter came from the corner.

“You’re here—”

Harry appeared from the shadows, she sat down next to Harry without any hesitation, took a small sandwich from the plate and fed it carefully into her mouth.

"Hmm~" She made a satisfied sound. This small sandwich seemed very delicious.

Harry also ate a piece out of curiosity. It seemed to be just an ordinary food. However, his body, which had not eaten for a long time, was not in good condition and a large amount of saliva was secreted in his mouth.

The two of them ate quietly, taking turns to eat, when they heard footsteps on the stairs and a few meows.

It should be Filch who came to inspect.

The two men tacitly cast an illusion spell on themselves, held the plate in their arms, and covered it with an invisibility cloak.

Filch came here and inspected as usual. There was nothing unusual, but Mrs. Norris suddenly pounced forward, meowing non-stop.

"what's wrong?"

As Filch got closer, he smelled the aroma of food. Sight can hide it, but the smell is always there.

Harry felt something was wrong, but there was a huge noise behind him, so Filch didn't have time to investigate what was wrong.

The Weasleys fought against Peeves. While they were strolling at night, they were accidentally caught by this mischievous ghost, who enjoyed watching the fun.

"Damn you little bastards, I knew you would cause some trouble. I'm going to catch you."

Filch left immediately. In fact, he probably knew who was here. There were only a few people around.

The noise was getting smaller and smaller. I didn't know if the Weasley twins had been caught. Maybe I could just check the red funnel tomorrow. If not, I could just quietly add a dozen more to Gryffindor.

Harry calculated that in this turbulent period, these things seemed to have become trivial matters and would not cause any huge waves.

"Wake up - don't be sad here, the team has been selected, and you will compete with other schools in a few days -"

Harry suddenly brought Harry back to reality.

Obviously, Harry knew himself best, so he just remembered this.

Forget it, if the sky falls, there are still taller people to hold it up. When humans have really tried their best, perhaps destruction is their inevitable fate.

The old dragon, slumped on the sofa, looked at Dumbledore.

The old dragon spat softly, "Sly old fox, Harry is still too young."

Dumbledore did not look at all as weak as he did in front of Harry. Instead, his magic power was emanating uncontrollably, and he was obviously in very good condition.

"Same here, you were pretending to be pretty good just now. Don't think I don't know that you know it."

The two men poked at each other's sore spots, and then tacitly agreed to a truce.