Harry Potter and the Rebirth

McGonagall observed everyone at Hogwarts.

The house-elves were excluded, the panicked ghosts were automatically ignored, and the professors who were escorting the young wizards did not show any signs of being out of line, except for Lockhart who came over and caused a scene.

The construction project has resumed, except that there are fewer people, it is no different from usual. Madam Pomfrey is preparing potions in the school infirmary, Madam Pince is sorting books in the empty library, and Madam Hooch is sitting on the lawn, looking at the broom shed not far away.

Very good, everything is normal. Lupin was patrolling near the Forbidden Forest, and occasionally followed Hagrid inside to say hello when he was helping to move the huge trees.

That's right, Dumbledore released Hagrid back, and Hagrid no longer entered his own hut, but built a new one in the woods, and Fang followed him.

The two gamekeepers stared at each other across a line, and almost no one could see the exchange of words between their eyebrows.

McGonagall walked into the hall, and Dumbledore asked her to pay special attention to all the young wizards present and pay attention to their safety.

Malfoy's platinum hair was too eye-catching, and Cedric next to him was even more eye-catching. Neville pales in comparison.

Some parents stubbornly stayed at the door of the auditorium and refused to leave.

McGonagall came to the corridor outside the hall and saw Neville's grandmother, Augusta Longbottom.

This stubborn old man, when his son and daughter-in-law were both tortured and became insane, put all his energy on his grandson Neville. Although he always despised him for being stupid and slow, he truly regarded him as a treasure.

"Ms. Mag, when can I take my grandson back?"

Augusta pointed the tip of her wand at the Great Hall. There was a transparent barrier between her and McGonagall, which was designed by Dumbledore specifically for Hogwarts Castle.

McGonagall passed through the barrier and came to Augusta's side. She looked apologetic and said, "I'm sorry, this is Dumbledore's decision."

Augusta admired Dumbledore very much. She was silent for a moment and then asked.

"Can you tell me the reason?"

Mag couldn't bear it, "Have you noticed anything strange about Neville?"

Mag didn't actually have any expectations, but Augusta's answer was obviously beyond her expectations, which is why she didn't persist.

Augusta's mouth moved, with some hesitation and even more hesitation.

She glanced at Mag, and based on her trust in Mag, she chose to be honest.

"For a while, my grandson seemed to have suddenly become a different person."

Augusta narrowed his eyes. His grandson suddenly became as steady as the earth. Unlike his previous clumsy, dull, timid and shrinking self, he now had his own unique insights in all aspects, especially in the course of herbal medicine.

She saw her own son's past in Neville.

The two looked at each other and neither spoke any more.

How could it not be discovered if someone close to you was suddenly replaced?

If you insist that there is no such thing, you are only deceiving yourself.

Ron obviously faced such a situation.

Molly stared at the extremely dangerous hand on the clock. She had endured it for so many years, but suddenly she couldn't bear it anymore.

She looked at Ron at the end of the table, then looked around at the children whose faces were filled with worry and anxiety. Their childish faces reminded her every moment.

"Ron, come with me."

Everyone's eyes were focused on the two of them. Ginny was a little surprised, Charlie was thoughtful, and Bill stared at his worn and tattered sleeves without saying a word.

Percy was a little confused. He didn't know what the Weasley twins were doing.

Everyone present had a different reaction.

Molly knew what was going on.

Ron felt that something was wrong. He did not see the usual kindness in Molly's eyes, nor did he feel the reassuring sense of security. Instead, he felt a sense of distance.

It’s like on a bus, two strangers are forced to sit together because the bus is too crowded. In the moment their eyes meet, the psychological distance between them widens.

Ron's heart was sinking. He was very panicked and trembling slightly when he was nervous. "Mom—"

He called out tentatively.

Molly did not refute and accepted the title, which made Ron secretly happy. He comforted himself, maybe it was not the case, right?

The two came to Ron's room. Unlike his previous life, the room was decorated with posters of various Quidditch teams. Instead, it was filled with fairy tale books about the three brothers, their peripherals, and chocolate frog slices containing Dumbledore.

There were also some porcelains from a certain Eastern power, which were looted by Muggles in the British mainland when they went out as pirates.

Many of them were broken into pieces and thrown aside as garbage.

Ron was deeply saddened by this, and secretly collected a lot of precious cultural relics, mailing batches of them back to that continent, using his privileges as a wizard.

No signature.

There was deathly silence between the two people.

Ron's eyes darted left and right. He wished he was deaf at this moment so that he wouldn't have to hear those potentially cruel words coming out of Molly's mouth.

"child"

This gentle voice suddenly made Ron's sense of grievance burst out. His eyes were red and he threw himself into Molly's arms, crying bitterly.

At this moment, a light, small and delicate ear was stuck in the crack of the door. Behind the ear was a long thin wire, which meandered through the stairs and came to the next floor.

The Weasley twins.

Yes, it was them, who were curiously listening to the conversation between Ron and his mother.

While listening, he reported the specific situation over there to the people next to him.

"Little Ronnie is crying."

"Hey - you are really worthy of being my mother's little Ronnie. Yo, yo, yo, you are so grown up and still crying."

Charlie leaned aside without saying a word. Ginny came over curiously and pushed Fred aside, "Let me listen too. Let me listen too."

Fred gave up easily, without any intention of fighting for it, and George became very silent.

Ginny's features scrunched up.

Percy went up the stairs. He looked at the empty dining table and saw them all rushing up to the room to discuss eavesdropping. He felt like he couldn't sit still either.

As soon as you get here, you'll see this silent scene.

Ginny's eyes were red, as if she was bullied by someone. Fred remained silent, and George put the receiver in his hand on the ground without any concern.

"What's wrong with you?"

Percy touched his chin and thought hard before coming up with this joke. "Could it be that our mother is going to not give us meat for three days? She is so sad."

Fred picked up the receiver from the ground and handed it to Percy.

"You come"

Percy felt something was wrong, and the atmosphere forced him to pick up the receiver obediently. He put the receiver to his ear.

"boom!"

The sound was so loud that he felt his eardrums were about to burst. At this time, George and Fred clapped their hands in approval, and Ginny even raised her head and revealed a smug smile.

Charlie couldn't help but laugh.

"Okay, you guys—"

Percy was very angry. He glared at Ginny and the Weasley twins, and punched his brother Charlie and Bill, who was watching the show, in the abdomen.

"How old are you to let you tease me?"

Ginny laughed even louder. She couldn't bear this kind of loss alone. Her two brothers probably thought the same.

Ron had a complicated expression. When the receiver came closer, Molly noticed it and cut it off cleanly.

No one knows a child better than his mother. Molly knew very well the character of her two sons, so she nipped all the uncertainties in the bud.

She gently touched Ron's head and spoke softly.

"Children, when Dumbledore asked me to pick you up, he gave a message to each parent."

Ron had a bad feeling.

"what is it?"

"Dumbledore asked us to observe whether there are people around us whose temperaments suddenly change, and to be alert to such situations."

Ron cursed the creepy old bee in his mind, he thought he had fooled the bastard, but he was still caught.

At this point, there is actually no need to hide it anymore.

He broke away from Molly's warm embrace, and his whole body suddenly became extremely cold. Although the house was steaming hot and the windows were even covered with steaming mist, he still felt a chill in his heart.

"Child, when did you come to us?"

Ron whispered, "A few years ago, before I went to Hogwarts."

Molly noticed something, and she returned to that hurried and nervous afternoon. Ron suddenly had a high fever, and his magic power exploded slightly. But since that afternoon, Ron, who was originally slightly demented and often slow to react, suddenly seemed to be injected with a soul, and came into this world with full of curiosity and a relatively mature mind.

"so you--"

Molly replied, "We then went to see Dumbledore."

Ron was shocked. He didn't expect to be discovered so early.

"Dumbledore told us that you are still our child, but you have experienced some magical stories in advance."

Judging from the tone of her voice, she doesn't mean to kick him out of the house.

Ron felt relieved.

He tentatively sat down next to Molly, and Molly grabbed his arm and let him lean on her.

"So you don't have to be nervous. I'm telling you everything today because I want you to let go of the knot in your heart and truly integrate into this family."

"We are a family."

"So I used to like eating those foods from the East—"

"I automatically understood that to be your former home."

What a warm sentence.

Charlie stayed pressed against the wall, not moving even when Percy's fist connected with his stomach.

He grabbed Percy's fist and used his authority as an older brother to make them all go downstairs.

Bill was long gone.

Charlie was glad that Bill wasn't around when he was putting on airs.

He walked down slowly by himself, and when they were all far away, he slowly took off the miniature receiver from his ear and gently put it back in his pocket.

He still remembered that afternoon, and also remembered that Dumbledore came in person when Ron was asleep. His usually foolish brother suddenly became clever and eccentric.

Only Ginny was still young and Percy was focused on his studies, so the others knew more or less. Otherwise, why would the twins deliberately follow them? (Although they liked to eavesdrop before)

Otherwise, why has Bill remained silent since he came back? He seems to have also joined the Order of the Phoenix. Looking at his brother who was silent in front of him, I think he has the answer in his heart.

This is truly unacceptable.

How should they face such a brother from another world? He was the one they had been with for many years, the one they ran around and played with, but now they are told that their brother had been replaced by some unknown soul several years ago.

When Charlie thought of this, he couldn't help but clench his fists. He thought he needed to go out and calm down.

"George, you took our spare receiver?"

"Bullshit, isn't this usually kept by you?"

Fred felt his pocket and felt very sad, as this thing was worth only one silver coin.

Bill looked at his brother Charlie's receding back and just kept staring at him.

"Hey, are you ready?"

The old dragon sneezed loudly in dissatisfaction, and wagged its tail desperately. It seemed that it was almost at the end, but Harry above it was sitting as steady as a clock, with no intention of coming down at all.

"alright."

Harry patted the old dragon's beard, as if he were coaxing a kitten or a puppy.

Lao Long was even more dissatisfied, but there was a guy following him and pressing him down, preventing him from moving.

But this is bitter, Angel is still hanging on the scales, "Okay, okay, let's go back quickly."

The scene around them suddenly changed rapidly, and a powerful attraction threw them out of this space and landed them in the desert.

Harry was very familiar with the scenery in front of him. There was a trace of a shell strike not far away, charred soil, and a pungent smell. There used to be a small wooden house here.

Angel was horrified. "System, system, are they all dead?"

The system did not respond. Its CPU was about to smoke. That damn Zhou Paopi had grasped its weakness and started to suppress it harshly. It had the misfortune to come to this world, and its retreat was cut off. Now it was working diligently, like an ox or a horse, a plant!

There were some people not far away. They were wearing black wizard robes. Each wizard was several meters apart, forming a big circle.

"Okay, let's reunite with them."

Angel's figure slowly disappeared, and Harry suddenly realized that it seemed that he did not bring his body here, and it seemed that his real body should still be in the small house.

Harry felt a little guilty.

Nothing should happen, right?

Well, he couldn't convince himself.

Ahhh, something happened!