Harry Potter and the Rebirth

"Please give me some space, thank you."

Cedric was wearing a black wizard robe with a yellow collar embroidered with several small jars. His brown hair was stuck to his scalp due to sweat.

He looked at the growing crowd in front of him, and at the distance from the auditorium that was getting farther and farther away. He took a deep breath and plunged into the crowd again.

"Don't squeeze me!"

Pansy regretted running out to watch the game out of curiosity. She was stuck right after she got here. People were crowding in front and behind her. How come she never knew there were so many little wizards in Hogwarts?

At this moment, she suddenly felt a heavy force coming from her shoulder, and she frowned and yelled back.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry."

The boy behind her was taller than her, and his handsome profile instantly enlarged in front of her. A few short strands of hair hung mischievously in the air, and his whole body was filled with the scent of lemon mixed with the freshness of grass.

The sides of her cheeks turned slightly red, and a few beads of sweat could be seen on her forehead. Her mouth was bright red, and her tender lips opened and closed, revealing her white teeth.

Pansy's cheeks suddenly turned red, and only one word popped into her mind: vivid and lively. Draco automatically disappeared completely from her mind.

Pansy kept muttering to herself, patting her chest, "I just made a mistake that all women in the world would make. I just made a mistake that all women in the world would make."

He truly deserves to be recognized as the most handsome boy in Hogwarts.

Look at the eyes around, each and every one of them really wants to strip Cedric's clothes off.

Cedric was completely unaware. He was too tired from training today and wanted to take a good rest before the game, but he overslept. When he squeezed out of the crowd, he felt like he was reborn.

The space around him suddenly became larger, and the remaining seven people were waiting for him ahead.

"Hi~"

Harry couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw Cedric finally arrived. The whole place gradually became quiet. Cedric quietly mixed into the end of the line and smiled embarrassedly at Harry.

Beauty is universal, and those who originally had some complaints had their anger instantly reduced by half.

This is really a world where appearance matters. This thought has come to many people’s minds.

The match was held on the Quidditch pitch. Spectators poured out of the aisles one after another, soon filling the entire venue.

Almost all the young wizards from the four schools gathered here, and in the vast Forbidden Forest, under the water of the Black Lake, and a large piece of land of Grindelwald, have now been requisitioned. Each school has paid a huge amount of money and started to build its own school castle here.

The Muggle world outside is no longer safe. Wizards are preparing to tighten their forces and reduce their defense line from the global to a few countries. Among them, Britain, where Hogwarts is located, has welcomed a large number of multinational wizards who come here to seek shelter.

Dumbledore and Grindelwald were very busy dealing with these matters, and the Ministry of Magic of various countries was even more overwhelmed. After realizing the power of Muggle weapons, the Order of the Phoenix, under the leadership of Dumbledore, also began to secretly control other Muggle weapons.

Including heavy machine gun tanks, hydrogen bombs, and some biological weapons.

When Dumbledore and his group learned that Muggles had such means of attack, they couldn't help but gasp. The wizarding world currently has no countermeasures against this method in medical care.

Grindelwald immediately made a decision to burn down all the laboratories that could produce such evil things, and all the people involved experienced the wizarding world's confusion spell.

The Muggle government dared not say a word about this.

Of course, there are many similar things. Dumbledore finally took the time to go to the scene and sit down with several principals who escaped death, asking about their well-being.

The teams from the four schools were led into a large ginger-colored tent by Crouch, the current Director of the Department of International Affairs of the British Ministry of Magic. The space in the tent was very spacious, with long benches placed in four directions.

In the middle there is a large round table, on which is placed a black box. There is a small hole on the box, and noises can be heard coming from the hole.

Crouch was amiable and expressed his greetings to the guests from the three countries who had come from afar. He then called the captains of the four teams to the front.

"The rules of the next competition are very simple. The first round will test the coordination and cooperation between teams. Your goal is to defeat the dragon you draw. Everyone's contribution will be recorded by professional referees and will serve as the basis for your second round."

Crouch glanced around and the four wizards nodded as if they understood. Harry was the youngest and most familiar with the situation.

"To ensure fairness, I will not specify the order of the draw. Who will go first?"

The current captain of Durmstrang was the first to raise his hand and voice his doubts.

"Hello sir, what effect will the contribution have on the results of the second round? Will those who contribute more advance directly?"

"I'm sorry, I can't reveal this yet. The rules for the second round will be announced after the whole game is over."

After getting the answer, the tall boy did not hesitate. He reached into the small black box and took out a little dinosaur that was still breathing fire.

They were lucky and the draw was a regular Welsh Green Dragon, and the whole team breathed a sigh of relief. The little dinosaur even had a number tattooed on its back.

2--

The captains behind him drew lots one after another.

Hogwarts was number four and drew the Hungarian Dipper. Even though Harry caught this irritable dinosaur in his hand, it still persisted and tried to bite a piece of meat from his palm.

This made Harry look a little ugly. He was really too angry, especially when he knew that this was a pregnant female dragon that was directly upgraded and evolved into a Tyrannosaurus Rex. This was really interesting.

The other three teams, who had just entertained the idea that there might be injustice on the part of the British Ministry of Magic, had their thoughts instantly dispelled, and they secretly rejoiced.

The captain of Bubbston is a tall girl with long light silver hair draped to her waist, light blue eyes dotted with stars, rosy lips with a layer of water on them, and fair and clear skin.

She was secretly thankful holding a Chinese fire dragon in her hand, and then she looked at the Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry next to her. Their captain was holding a grumpy Norwegian Ridgeback. Although it was not bad, it was not much better either. And as the first team to appear, the psychological and physical pressure should not be underestimated.

And their team's third place was truly a safe choice, which made her wonder if her principal had done something shady.

Soon the competition began. The captain of Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry led the crowd out of the tent, ready to die. Then they could hear a burst of loud cheers, followed by dead silence. Finally, the sounds became chaotic. They could hear the roar of a dragon mixed with a few screams and cries.

The pressure immediately spread across the field, and Crouch sat on the bench in the middle and closed his eyes to rest.

From time to time, he opened his eyes and looked around, as if he thought the tense atmosphere was very interesting, and he had no intention of speaking to comfort these little wizards.

The excitement in the stands turned into worry and fear. The parents of the participating players were also invited to the stands, and they were very worried about their children.

Ron looked at the intense scene in the arena, and saw that Dumbledore was now fixed at the edge of the arena, dealing with spells that could fly towards the stands at any time. There was an adult Auror standing almost every five meters in the huge arena, and Moody patrolled the arena with a cane to ensure the safety of every young wizard.

what--

A young wizard was hit hard by the dragon's tail and fell off his broomstick in an instant.

The Auror instantly teleported to his side, caught him, and then disappeared from the spot. The students who were close could clearly see the blood and were terrified.

Soon there was a burst of applause and cheers. The second team was about to set off, and the members of Durmstrang were worried for themselves.

Looking at the back of the man who was ready to die, Cedric felt a little uncomfortable. He asked Parker beside him, "Are you nervous now?"

Parker was resting with his eyes closed at this time. When he heard Cedric's question, he showed his hand, which was covered with many beads of sweat. Cedric reached out and touched it, and immediately felt relieved.

He was not the only one in this state, which made him feel much better.

The time was long and torturous. At some point, the noise outside stopped again. Cedric looked around the tent and realized that Bubbaston's team members had gone out at some point. Now, a volunteer in a red jacket poked his head out.

"Hogwarts, it's your turn."

It was over. When they walked out of the tent, passed through the short passage, and came to the huge venue, they saw the bloodstains that had not been cleaned up yet, and the violent dragon in the front with its claws locked with iron chains.

Apparently the smell around her stimulated her to go crazy, and the surrounding environment made her even more uneasy. The trainers from Romania were already covered in wounds, but they had to cheer up and stand their last shift.

Harry tightened his clothes, held the wand in his hand, and took the lead to step out of the passage.

There was overwhelming cheering, with the young wizards of Hogwarts contributing nearly 80% to 90% of the effort. The remaining half of the venue was unusually quiet, which made the atmosphere seem a little awkward for a moment.

Soon, all the team members lined up on the field in order, with Harry standing behind them. They followed their usual training plan, with each of the eight people performing their respective duties.

Firstly, for the sake of flexibility in battle, Harry suggested using the Summoning Charm to summon each of their broomsticks. When eight broomsticks flew across the field, the audience seemed unusually indifferent, and even the members of Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry gave a gasp.

"Are they copying our school?"

Harry had sharp ears, and he could hear most of the discussions coming from all directions clearly.

Such an environment obviously brought a bad psychological state to several other members.

"Everyone calm down."

Although Harry's voice was not loud, it still reached everyone's ears. The team members held their breath, took the flying brooms, and began to attack the dragon in an orderly manner.

Cedric and Parker are the main attackers. Both of them have been on the college's Quidditch team. They are responsible for attracting the dragon's attention, so their task is also the most dangerous.

Another girl from Ravenclaw quietly went around the dragon's back. An extremely thick rope slowly extended from the tip of her wand and began to coil around the dragon's legs like a snake.

The dragon soon realized that something was wrong, and she began to try to break free, but the rope became tighter and tighter, and the more force she used, the more painful it became.

The remaining three Slytherins and Gryffindor worked together. They floated above the dragon and cast a stunning spell around her forehead. The dragon began to sway, its tail shaking violently, and its front legs leaped and ran involuntarily.

The girl behind couldn't withstand the dragon's powerful force, so Harry accepted it and he and the girl tied up the dragon's legs together.

Seeing the dragon's drowsy appearance, the other two Slytherin students separated from the team of four and each dealt with one of the dragon's wings.

The dragon obviously sensed something was wrong. It opened its mouth and a huge column of fire spurted out of it. Cedric and Parker dodged in a hurry, but their robes were still accidentally burned by the flames.

"Hurry, it's flying."

The dragon broke free from the restraints on its feet and began to charge into the sky, roaring angrily. The heavy amount of stun spells cast upon it made it fly shakily.

Parker was a little panicked. He was the closest to the dragon and felt that he would be swallowed by her at any time.

"Harry, are you all right—"

At this time, Harry built a network of ropes on the dragon's tail and legs, and then asked the girl from Ravenclaw to maintain it. He pulled the thick rope to the ground, and began to wrap it around several pillars in the venue, and patted several Aurors on the side.

"You must stick to your posts and protect the safety of the venue facilities."

Several Aurors had the feeling that they were being used. They had to maintain the pillar, which meant that Harry only had to ensure that the length of the rope did not change and that the end of the rope did not loosen.

Coupled with the long-term and extensive application of the coma spell, this dragon will sooner or later fall asleep on the ground.

But even so, a relatively complete plan would have a huge flaw, and the dragon's vibrating wings injured the Slytherin team members on both sides.

Harry had to give up maintaining the rope and fly above the venue to rescue the two people so that they would not lose the qualification for the competition.