Harry Potter and the Rebirth

The thick foam on the surface of the pool blocked Myrtle's vision. With a little reluctance on her face, she dived into the water.

Unfortunately, the milky white soul had almost merged into the water in the pool. Myrtle sighed and had to sit on the golden faucet, waiting for Harry to raise his head out of the water again.

The guy is very handsome, but he is a little too thin-skinned.

Harry felt uncomfortable holding his breath, so he did a nimble somersault in the water, held the golden egg in his arms again, and tried to open it using the same method as last time.

As expected, there was no movement, no beautiful mermaid singing, and no one, the most important person to you, was about to be saved.

This made Harry a little disappointed, just like the same type of questions you have done before, you met each other by surprise during the exam, waved your hand, and wrote down the papers with all your might, but after all the work, the teacher stared at the papers and felt very disappointed with you.

Harry's mood is so delicate now, especially when there is a female hooligan outside who is eyeing him covetously.

"Let's discuss it."

Harry didn't eat gillyweed, so he couldn't breathe for long underwater. He also didn't master the advanced Transfiguration spell that could turn his head into a fish's head. He really couldn't stand it anymore, and finally raised his head above the water, and saw Myrtle waiting for him there leisurely.

Myrtle heard Harry's surrender and nodded proudly.

Harry was really depressed, but there was nothing he could do. He called Draco in his heart, hoping that he would come to rescue him as soon as possible.

"Turn your head away first, and let me put on my clothes, okay?"

Myrtle had a strange expression on her face, as if she was trying to hold it back but was totally failing.

"Okay—"

To be on the safe side, Harry first cast an Disillusionment Charm on himself, and finally quickly jumped out of the pool.

Myrtle's back, which had just turned away, immediately turned back the next second.

Unfortunately, there was no movement in front of me. The whole space was silent. There was no water vapor in the pool constantly evaporating and rising, and colorful bubbles floating in the air.

"What about people?"

Suddenly a floating golden egg appeared. Myrtle just saw it, and then the golden light quickly disappeared.

She rushed towards the golden egg, but found nothing.

Draco pushed the door open, followed by Percy, who looked serious and had his arms folded, obviously having just been offended.

"Where's Harry?"

The appearance of the stranger made Myrtle dive into the pool and return to her original place along the sewer pipe.

Harry leaned against the wall and removed the Disillusionment Charm on himself. Fortunately, he was almost touched by her.

"Harry!"

Harry was wrapped in a white bath towel. Draco's cheeks turned red with embarrassment. He turned around immediately and stammered.

"You, you, you, how can you behave like this? Put on your clothes quickly."

Harry was a little confused by what was said. We were all boys, so what was the big deal?

Percy turned around immediately when he saw the corner of the bath towel. He pulled Draco out of the door, and Draco was unusually obedient.

"We'll talk after you get dressed."

Looking at Harry's wet hair, fair skin, and the rosy cheeks in front of him, he looked so obedient and soft. It was hard to imagine that he was so powerful and ruthless outside.

Percy had a vision of his own brother.

"What did you just call me for?"

Percy kept silent. Looking at Harry's acquiescent expression, he realized that there was a reason why Draco had rushed over in such a hurry.

Harry was very angry, but he still didn't say Myrtle's name. The reason was that it was very difficult for him, but the more important reason was that Harry knew his influence very well and that Draco valued him. Myrtle might be hostile to others. She was miserable enough to become Voldemort's first sacrifice.

Forget it, he sighed, invited the two people into the bathroom, placed the golden egg on the white floor, and wanted to seek their help.

Draco couldn't let go of the golden egg. He had been coveting this golden egg for a long time in his previous life, but unfortunately only warriors could get it.

Percy looked at Harry thoughtfully, then glanced around.

"Have you encountered any strange things?"

The two people looked at each other and understood what the other meant.

"No no--"

The decryption of the golden egg did not go well. After staying with Harry for five days, he was still helpless with this thing. Finally, he handed it to Cedric personally, patted him on the shoulder, and entrusted him with a heavy responsibility.

"Smart Hufflepuff, the warrior is looking at you."

Cedric didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He really had no way to deal with this powerful but naughty little brother.

Cedric passed by the place where the list was posted holding the golden egg.

Dumbledore accepted everyone's opinions and slightly changed the ranking of the entire list. A sixth-grade student from Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, who was ranked first, saved the entire team at a critical moment and stole the limelight.

Handsome appearance, a pure-blood family with a long history, abundant wealth, strong strength, astonishingly extensive connections, and good personal character.

Almost instantly, the popularity spread throughout the four schools. No one questioned this ranking. Even those who admired Harry could not say in a clear conscience that this person was worse than Harry Potter.

When Ron heard about this person, he frowned and muttered a few words.

Harry could only make out words like "protagonist".

Ranked second is Krum from Durmstrang. His heroic presence on the Quidditch field, his popularity throughout the wizarding world, and his crisp, slightly ruthless spells on the field have attracted many admirers from the Slytherin snakes.

Cedric was ranked third. He was flattered by this. Lianlian said that he was not worthy of the position, but with the strong support from Hufflepuff, his good reputation over the years and his gentle image, he won the recognition of many people.

Harry, on the other hand, was moved to seventh place, a mediocre ranking, and attracted many people's secret attention.

Including the one who is currently in the limelight.

Georges followed his headmaster to the Hogwarts he had always dreamed of, came to the office of the great white wizard, met the legendary Dumbledore, dizzily accepted his commission, became an assistant to Professor Lockhart, and was then led by Filch to the door of Lockhart's office.

Filch patted on the door, looked at him with pity, then wished him good luck and quickly left.

Georges didn't understand what he meant. In his heart, he was somewhat disdainful of the legendary Lockhart, who was famous, had powerful magic and rich adventure experience. Although there were many people in this school that he respected, Lockhart was definitely not one of them.

"Please come in——"

A pleasant male voice came from inside. Georges opened the door and saw two beautiful girls standing on Lockhart's left and right.

Both of them had black hair. When they turned their heads, they had a pair of crystal clear eyes like obsidian, and a pair of emerald green eyes with the warmth of grandmother jade, which made Georges feel inexplicably at a loss.

The two girls then left.

"Who are these two students?"

Georges could see that the two girls had one green and one yellow collar, one Slaterin and the other Hufflepuff?

"Nothing, just two of my students."

Lockhart pinched his brows in pain, then looked at the person whom Dumbledore had brought with him. In a not very good tone, he introduced Georges' main work to him, then drove him out of the office, asked him to go in and get some books, and then deliver them here.

Georges was very annoyed. He took a deep breath and suppressed his anger.

"Calm down, calm down—I will soon show him how powerful I am."

Finally, he ran to the library angrily, but was stopped by Madam Pince, the librarian inside.

“Don’t make any loud noises.”

Okay, I can bear it!

Then he saw a familiar figure, the big devil of Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, who was causing trouble everywhere without getting punished, the teacher's "mortal enemy", the principal's grandson - our Mr. Elliot.

He ran towards a little girl who was reading, placed a few thick books next to her in a flattering manner, and then sat quietly beside her like an obedient pug.

Georges was amazed.

Finally, a red-haired boy with freckles all over his face also sat down, followed by a boy with a scar on his forehead.

Georges knew the identities of these people instantly.

However, his thoughts were interrupted when Madam Pince knocked on the counter in dissatisfaction.

"Sir, what book do you want?"

Georges hurriedly took out the note from his arms. Looking at the words "Lockhart" written in a flamboyant style on it, Madam Pince frowned and finally took Georges to the restricted area.

"Who is that person following Madam Pince? Why does she look so strange?"

Elliot sat next to Harry, looking at the familiar figure from behind. He couldn't believe his eyes. He rubbed them again and found that the figure had disappeared again.

"Have you met him?"

"He seems to be a young teacher in our school."

"Then why is he here?"

Hermione asked quietly.

"I do not know either."

"By the way, are you going home for Christmas?"

The second game is in the second week after Christmas, so there is plenty of time to prepare.

Harry thought about his cozy "little" home and its gradually eroding borders and nodded vigorously. What's more, he was still with Ron and thought of his warm family.

For the first time, Harry couldn't wait.

"Hiss—I may not go back."

Harry and Hermione were somewhat confused by Ron's answer.

"why?"

"I heard that our family seems to be moving away, Hermione. If things go as expected, your family should no longer be doing dentistry."

Hermione thought of the thick stacks of letters sent to her a few days ago. A mysterious team found them and took them away from the Muggle community. They did not restrict their freedom, but gave them plenty of food and a good living environment, and also provided them with two owls.

Hermione's parents wrote to say that they were accepting the new life well and expressed that they didn't want to go back to work.

"Actually, I still want to go and see it with my own eyes."

“We should be going to the same place.”

Harry smiled, remembering the plan Dumbledore had told him.

"Oh?"

Both of them looked at Harry at the same time.

"Quiet!"

Madam Pince arrived here at some point, knocked on the table with a hint of dissatisfaction, and looked at the four people with a warning.

They all lowered their heads and shrank like quails.

When Georges walked out of the library, he found a familiar figure at one side of the library. There were still many infatuated little witches surrounding him, not only those from Ilvermorny, but also several girls from Bubbaston and Slytherin.

"This boy is still so lucky in love."

He sighed, looking at the young wizards sitting in the library with different colored clothes and school uniforms, and felt that this was the hope for the future of the wizarding world.

"Angel, can you tell me more about your adventure?"

"Shh - this is a library, we can't disturb others studying. I'll tell you later, okay?"

"Okay~"

The girl's cheeks turned red with embarrassment. She looked at the boy's handsome and tall face, and moved the stool towards her.

"cut--"

I don't know where the sound came from, it's so annoying.

Madam Pince has a new prey.

"Quiet, I don't want to remind you again, understand? Young man? If you want to date, go outside and talk."

"It was greeted with unceremonious laughter."

"And you too."

Madam Pince immediately turned the tables, "If you don't like someone, just say it openly, don't gossip about them in secret."

There was a sudden silence.

Harry swallowed, feeling that Madam Pince had not yet exerted 30% of her true strength.

"Harry, do you know why she's been so grumpy lately?"

"Shh-"

Hermione made a sign with her lips and then knocked on Ron's desk, signaling Madam Pince to look over.

Harry threw a note to Ron, who opened it.

"I'll tell you when I get out."

Satisfied, he closed the note and put it in his textbook.

The aftereffects of that insane Potions class spread to all students, and everyone got a 10-inch paper gift pack.

Even Harry had to stay in the library and think quietly about how to make up the 10 inches one inch at a time.

The object of everyone's complaints, Snape, the head of Slytherin and the most hated Hogwarts professor, who was tortured by Cruciatus and forced to make potions for Lupin, was now standing angrily beside this dilapidated cottage.

I kicked the door of the hut open. There was no one inside, the bed was still warm, and there was a cup of tea and some hot cakes on the dining table. It was obvious that the owner of the place had just gone out.

"You are such a busybody. I wonder when that clever little witch will find out?"

He put the bottle of potion heavily on the table in dissatisfaction and decided to let Harry do it next time.

Harry sneezed violently at being scolded.

Pulling out from the 10-inch paper, "Who, who is talking about me?"