Harry Potter and the Rebirth

"It's just sentimentality."

Bai You stopped Kowen, who was almost blown away by the wind and swaying around, and looked at the twisted creature that was faintly visible with a fanatical look on his face.

"This soil will soon be our paradise!"

He spread his arms and roared on the shore—

"You're right—"

As an eyewitness, Cowen could only faintly hear strange noises echoing here, and then the nightmare repeated itself, and horror that no one could imagine befell this world.

The thunder in the sky was concentrated at this time, and several figures gathered not far away. Corwin recognized one of them, the legendary Albus Dumbledore, and beside him were several oriental Taoist priests with ethereal looks.

Thunder suddenly struck from the sky.

Harry also saw the group of people in the distance, "I should go now, remember what I said today."

Then she disappeared, used Apparition to come to the nearest stronghold, pretended to be an ignorant little wizard, followed at the end of the team, went through the complicated inspection process, and after silently recording, she finally arrived at the utopia of the wizarding world today.

Hogwarts.

Now that Dumbledore was not at the main table, only Professor McGonagall stayed to preside over the situation. The young wizards present were divided into two groups. One group, whose families had safely entered the protected area, could sit at the table to eat.

The other part, those who remained in the Muggle world, whose friends and relatives had not yet fully entered the protected area, went to the side to register.

The naive child wanted to write down every name he knew, including his childhood best friend, school teacher, and the girl he had a crush on.

But Lupin, who was in charge of registration, cruelly rejected her. "No, kid, we only accept relatives who live in the same home with you."

“But I also live with my grandparents.”

Draco didn't listen to the one behind him. He turned and spoke to the other little snakes.

"I'm not like them."

Since the registration area was right next to the Slytherin table, Draco looked at the blue flowers hanging in the sky above the hall and the proud boasting of those time travelers, and secretly observed their expressions.

Some people showed an expression of "as expected", while others remained unchanged and began to interact with other indigenous people.

It was really obvious, Draco sighed. It was very wise of Dumbledore to give him such a task. But why didn't he see Harry?

He looked at the annoying guys at the Gryffindor table. Fatty Elliot was following Ron, and no one knew what they were talking about.

This place is so safe. Looking at the originally cold Snape, the Slytherin snakes, who were originally aloof and disliked each other, began to automatically huddle together for warmth and persuade their relatives and friends to come to Hogwarts to take up professor positions or join the team organized by Dumbledore.

It's really a popular thing.

Cedric came over with the golden egg and threw it to Slytherin Parker. "I've held it long enough. Now it's your turn to decipher it."

Parker's mind was not on this. He was concerned about the precarious world outside and his compatriots who were still struggling. He looked at Draco and finally made up his mind.

He didn't want to stay in this warm haven any longer, he wanted to go fight with the adult wizards now.

"Sorry, just cheer yourself up! I might have to quit the game."

Parker left this message and then found Professor McGonagall sitting at the table.

Parker's action seemed to be a clarion call for a charge. More and more senior wizards were unwilling to surrender and they wanted to fight.

McGonagall looked at the children pouring in with relief and said loudly, "I know you are anxious, but the wizarding world still needs to preserve its manpower. You are the real hope."

"We don't need to be protected, we can also contribute our own strength."

Someone in the crowd shouted, and everyone stood up one after another. The group of time travelers who had not yet integrated into the group were suddenly moved.

Lockhart, who sat next to McGonagall, was the most shocked.

So this is what youth is like. This kind of passion is really nostalgic. These young people who are still fearless even after getting beaten to a bloody pulp are really admirable.

But then again, he was most afraid of death and pain, so he let them go and he would just stay in Hogwarts and teach.

Lockhart's abacus thumped loudly.

When Snape walked in from the door of the Great Hall, he saw a scene of great anger.

Unlike the previous life when Voldemort invaded Hogwarts, at least everyone was of the same kind. This time all the wizards were forced into a desperate situation. They gave up their previous homes and came to a space that could collapse at any time, and they were fearfully on guard against the people around them.

Wizards have never lived such a miserable life. Even during the period of severe religious persecution, pretending to be burned to death was the wizards' fun, but now.

As the pink mist continued to expand and invade, all creatures began to mutate. Wizards at least retained the ability to protect themselves, but Muggles could only pray to the illusory gods or seek the protection of wizards.

"Fight, fight, fight!"

More and more people stood up. In this atmosphere, their blood boiled and an inexplicable force surged in their bodies. They wanted to rush into the battlefield right now and fight the enemy to the death.

Mag's eyes were filled with tears and she was sobbing uncontrollably. The battle situation outside was extremely tragic. Newly graduated students and many people she was familiar with died inexplicably while carrying out their missions.

She couldn't control the situation.

Snape stood in front of her, suddenly leaned over and hugged the emotionally broken McGonagall.

The usually cold-blooded big bat suddenly became gentle, and this action made the surroundings silent.

"I, could he be someone transformed?"

Fred's loud voice broke the silence. Snape turned around and swept the crowd with his powerful aura. Some timid people immediately calmed down and sat back in their seats as if a basin of cold water had been poured from head to toe.

Parker was still standing there. He stared at his dean with a firm look, "Dean, you know that I am capable enough and can protect myself."

Snape rarely suppressed them and just glanced at them indifferently. But then he began to use his sharp tongue to spray venom at everyone standing in the front row, paying special attention to the twin brothers.

Parker finally understood why the flowers were so red, and the rest wanted to crawl under the table.

McGonagall regained her composure and pulled on Rasnap's sleeve, indicating that she could handle it.

The whole place fell silent.

Looking at the familiar figures around her, Harry's expression was soft. Her abilities were limited and she couldn't protect the entire world. She couldn't do anything about Harry's fate, but she might be able to protect one or two of the people in front of her.

Zhou Fu sat at the long table in Ravenclaw and stared at Harry. If we follow the timeline——

Harley gave a provocative expression, then wiped the corners of her mouth with a napkin and left gracefully. Zhou Fu stood up and followed her out of the auditorium.

Draco saw it and took a look, then gestured to a young wizard beside him.

He stood up immediately.

Dudley sat at the end of the long table, gently comforting the frightened little lion beside him. A few Hufflepuffs also came over when they saw how gentle their senior was.

With the sudden change, it is unknown how long this makeshift Noah's Ark can last, and it may suddenly break apart.

And Harry—

Dudley glanced at where Ron and Hermione were sitting, then looked down at the medal on his chest. He thought he had found a topic to start with, so he said goodbye to a few junior wizards.

Dudley left here, walked to Hermione, shook the orange juice in the glass, and asked casually, "Harry didn't come to our last meeting. Many members are dissatisfied. They all hope to see him at the meeting scheduled for tomorrow night."

"Then he—"

"He won't come now."

Hermione interrupted Dudley succinctly, "Thank you very much for your reminder. I will explain it to my classmates when the time comes."

"Why don't you come? If you don't come, you few will——"

Dudley was unable to communicate with Harry now. It was as if there was a Mariana Trench between them. It seemed close at hand, but in fact it was unfathomable.

"I am not sure as well."

Faced with Dudley's provocation, Hermione was very calm. She shook her head, stuffed a large sausage into her mouth, stared at him, and expressed her attitude.

"All right--"

Dudley sighed, looking at the place that had trapped him for a long time, and suddenly felt an urge to leave.

McGonagall successfully comforted the emotional little wizard and explained how to correctly travel between the Quidditch field and Hogwarts Castle.

"What about the Forbidden Forest? Will we never see the Forbidden Forest again?"

George asked the question boldly, causing laughter from the people around him.

"In a sense, yes, Mr. Weasley."

Professor McGonagall answered and announced the latest school rules of Hogwarts, "No one is allowed to go out without permission. Every night a teacher will go to the dormitory to check on the little wizards to make sure that every little wizard is in bed. At the same time, a professor will be left outside the dormitory to guard it."

"Oh no--"

The exaggerated sound of regret attracted many followers.

"Be quiet, Mr. Weasley. Thank you for moderating this serious atmosphere, but please listen to the rules carefully."

"We will take attendance in every class. At the same time, owls cannot deliver letters to Hogwarts. We will set aside one afternoon every week for you to communicate with your family. For more details on this, please ask Mr. Filch."

After one strict rule after another that restricted freedom was introduced, none of the freedom-loving little wizards protested. They understood that this was the maximum space that could be given to them.

"Professor, I have a question."

Cedric placed the heavy golden egg on the table, raised his hand, and stood up.

McGonagall looked gentle as she faced the reputable Hufflepuff jar.

"Mr. Diggory, go ahead."

"Is our game still going on?"

"Oh, of course."

After receiving the professor's affirmative answer, Cedric's eyes suddenly lit up and there was a cheer.

"So Mr. Parker, please complete this competition with Hogwarts and win honor for the school."

Parker walked down dejectedly, with admiring glances from the crowd around him.

"Okay, everyone can enjoy this delicious dinner now. Afterwards, the class leaders will lead you to line up and go to your dormitories. Starting tonight, we will officially implement the dormitory inspection system."

McGonagall sat down feeling a little tired. Lockhart came over and asked, "Where's Dumbledore? Why isn't he here at this critical moment?"

"Him, guess?"

Well, the usually serious professor suddenly started joking, and Lockhart felt very awkward.

"Something happened outside suddenly, so he went to take a look."

Understood--

Mag patted his shoulder comfortingly.

Lockhart thought so, but the smile on his lips never faded. He ate the meal in a good mood, and then slowly followed the Gryffindor team, with Madam Pomfrey beside him.

He checked the men's dormitories, while Pomfrey was in charge of the women's dormitories.

"Honestly, I never thought that I would be able to enter the student lounge. I didn't expect that the Gryffindor dormitory would look like this—"

Madam Pomfrey was very curious about this task. She had stockpiled a large amount of medicines from St. Mungo's Hospital during this period. She asked Newt for a storage space of five square kilometers and stockpiled a large amount of food and medicines.

When she saw so many supplies, enough for all the teachers and students in the school to live in peace for twenty years, she felt a little relieved.

However, she completed this work quietly, under the cover of Dumbledore and Grindelwald, and no one knew about it.

"Me too. It's truly a lion's room."

Lockhart looked around with a smile, not trying to hide his high spirits.

"You seem to be in a good mood these days."

"Of course it is—"

It is very novel, but many young wizards also feel that their privacy has been violated. In this world that respects personal freedom, this has become a tolerance and retreat to the status quo.

Angel arrived at the school, back to the newest campus of Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Looking at the small world and the transparent film around him, he felt deeply moved.

"System, system, are you okay now?"

"Host, it's not very good. That old man Dumbledore is so cunning!"

Angel nodded in agreement.

"Host still needs to increase his strength, otherwise you and I will perish in this world next time." The system poured a bucket of cold water.

"I know, I know, but we should rest now, right?"

"Host, don't be happy too soon. After testing, another turning point is about to come. Please rush to the scene in time."

Ok?

Black question mark face.

"Are you crazy? I'm crazy. Are you going to die? Is this something that little ants like us can watch?"

"Host, please don't be unreasonable."

"Who the hell is being unreasonable?" Angel said foul-mouthedly.