Harry Potter and the Rebirth

"How can you talk about betrayal? You are not my master."

Hagrid showed no fear in the face of such strange creatures. There was a hint of disdain in his eyes. Who could tell the difference between low-level and high-level creatures? What was the standard?

"Let me in—"

"Please forgive me for my incompetence. I can't let you in."

"you!"

Hagrid turned his back to the side, and Fang and a little unicorn came to Hagrid's side together.

“It’s very interesting.”

The creature said greedily, the human form slightly disintegrating.

"Go, go, go back to your mother."

Hagrid drove the little unicorn back to the Forbidden Forest. "I've received news that Dumbledore will be back with that group of people soon. If you don't leave now, you won't be able to leave."

"Do you think I'm afraid of them?"

"You are not afraid, but you can't defeat them either!"

Hagrid swallowed and felt guilty when he said this.

Thanks to Dumbledore's wise decision, they had moved ahead of time. But how did this guy find this place?

The surrounding space was flowing slowly, and the mysterious creature couldn't hold on for much longer. The door key in its hand was gradually corroded. It only had one key, so how could it come here and return empty-handed?

At this time, it saw a group of children.

not good!

Hagrid heard the voices of the little wizards.

"It's all your fault. You took the wrong key. How did we end up in the Black Lake? I almost drowned when I ran in there. I won't go out with you again next time."

"Okay, okay, I didn't mean it."

They chattered and jostled each other, preparing to cross the passage.

Hagrid couldn't see anything, he could only rely on his extremely keen hearing to judge that there was a group of children nearby.

What's going on? Didn't they say you're not allowed to go out at night?

It's all my fault. I fell asleep because I was too tired! I didn't complete the task that Dumbledore assigned to me, Hagrid patted his head in annoyance.

The creature's face gradually collapsed, and finally he opened his mouth, revealing his sharp teeth. He disappeared in an instant, and then there were a few more children in his hands.

The crazy turbulence around them cut scar after scar on their skin. They screamed in despair. Hagrid was very angry. These voices circled in his heart countless times and never left.

"You let them go. That wasn't in the plan. You crossed the line."

"The master hasn't forbidden it, so don't meddle in other people's business. Just worry about yourself."

In front of Hagrid, it ate the children alive, bite by bite. The abundant magic power gradually stabilized its body. It was extremely surprised and happy. If it ate a few more, wouldn't the world regard it as one of its own kind?

Unfortunately, the remaining children were rescued by Gryffindor's quick hands and eyes. He waved his long tentacles and rolled them back into the Black Lake. After seeing that they had all been taught a lesson, he threw them back to the shore when they were exhausted.

"Where's Kitov? Where's he?"

A little girl screamed.

"Me, me, me." Several little boys made some trembling sounds. The shadow that just now cast on them was too great. How could such a giant monster be hidden in the Black Lake of Hogwarts?

Could it be that it was eaten by a giant monster?

No one knew where he had gone until later, when the hazy sunlight of the next day shone on them, they heard the news of Kitov's death from the professor.

"It's that giant monster!"

The boy who spoke up was slapped hard by the parents who came over, "Did you steal the key? Did you steal the key?"

A poor gray-haired lady was kneeling on the ground, grabbing the little boy by the collar, shaking him violently back and forth, her hands trembling and the whites of her eyes filled with red bloodshot.

"no no."

He shook his head desperately but was unable to defend himself. He had no way of explaining that he had only wanted to find the legendary unicorn, and that he had stolen the door key from the professor's office just to prove his courage.

The situation forced him forward step by step, eventually leading to the death of his companions.

He was fired as a warning and a warning, and those who ran away with him were given serious warnings and are now suffering moral condemnation from everyone.

He didn't know for a moment whether he was lucky or unlucky.

He has an older brother who was once one of the school's participating team members and was highly respected. He had great fame and popularity, but now he has become the brother of a murderer and is treated coldly and excluded. He is even never called upon during training or during the golden egg decryption process.

His companions who had gone out with him now abandoned him like a worn out shoe. They turned around and spit on him, as if this would make them appear more innocent and alleviate some of the guilt in their hearts.

The boy even had thoughts of death at this time. He could not bear such a life. He wished he was the one who was caught.

He even began to feel resentment towards his dead companion. It was obviously not him who killed him. It was just his bad luck that he was captured by that guy. And that disgusting unicorn, if it weren't for him!

And, and, and, and that rude and evil giant, was he laughing there as they left, watching them fall into the tiger's mouth?

The boy hated everyone he could think of.

Later, when he was wandering in the largest gathering place of wizards, a richly dressed man found him. He left and hid in a box. He was carried out as garbage and came to a little boy who exuded black aura.

Silently——

Dumbledore was very sad. He learned from his mistakes and realized that being kind at this moment was tantamount to chronic suicide. After the crisis was resolved, he had no time to indulge in his personal emotions. He could not contact Jermain and Herman, Snape, Draco, and even Dobby could not contact Harry.

The alliance that was just organized is now aggressive. They found a handle on the greatest White Devil now and began to try to seize power.

They feel that the current system architecture is very complete and very secure. Even that guy can't break in. It's too safe.

It seems not bad to be one of the local emperors, but Grindelwald is the biggest obstacle. It is really a headache when these two people join forces.

There are also many neutral parties in the middle. Those from the mysterious big country in the East maintain unclear connections with Dumbledore. And because of this person's stance, Japan, India and some Southeast Asian countries also began to form an alliance with France.

They followed the power divisions in the Muggle world and began to fight among themselves.

As the easiest handle among them, Harry became a thorn in their eyes and a thorn in their flesh.

"Why can't I see Harry Potter yet? Did you let him escape early?"

They did not find Harry Potter in the school, and their inquiry to Dumbledore was fruitless, so the alliance was shaky for a while.

I didn’t expect that just after settling down and experiencing a major crisis, those short-sighted people couldn’t wait to seize power.

Dumbledore wanted to eliminate these people and select a few far-sighted people who were on the same wavelength as them to communicate with them. At the same time, he had been looking for Harry's trace these days.

What's wrong with him? Does he want to join the other side?

Such thoughts continued to erode his mind, and Dumbledore felt that something was wrong with him. He took advantage of his free time to find Snape who was studying the pink mist.

"You should take a good rest and leave this mess to your old lover."

Dumbledore frowned and was about to say something when he was pushed out of the office by Snape. He watched the door close with a click.

Dumbledore knew very well that it was because of Harry's disappearance that Snape became extremely irritable, and he even had the idea of ​​going out on his own.

Can't afford to offend, can't afford to offend. Dumbledore came to the office with the soothing potion given by Snape. After taking a sip, his mind suddenly became much clearer. Fawkes flew over and stood on his shoulder, rubbing his head against it.

"Thank you for your hard work, Fox."

Fox let out a long cry, shook his wings, and then flew out of the window, hitting the transparent glass cover with a thud.

"Look at that stupid bird. It's coming down again."

Since coming to this place, Fox was not used to the narrow sky. She often wanted to go out and stretch her wings and fly freely in the sky as usual, but unfortunately she was brought back to reality again and again.

She returned to the office dejectedly, watching Dumbledore couldn't help laughing, pecked his hair angrily, watched a few gray hairs fall to the ground, and lay on the shelf with satisfaction. Her claws were still hanging with our dear Mr. Basilisk, and they had almost become one now.

"You're finally back, Blake. Where have you been these days?"

Blake touched the sparse hair on his head, looked at his colleagues around him cautiously, and said nothing.

"Tsk—" Everyone knew his character, so they didn't bother him any more.

Dumbledore touched the hidden bald spot in his hair and felt refreshed both physically and mentally. It was not because he had any masochistic hobbies, but because he suddenly figured out something.

He curled up the potion given by Snape in his hand and made up his mind.

He was still too kind in dealing with these unreasonable people. Now the whole space was arranged by himself and Grindelwald, and he had extremely powerful power in the wizarding world, the Order of the Phoenix was loyal to him, and the influence that could attract hundreds of people to follow him. Why bother to get entangled with them?

As straightforward as Fox, they can believe it or not, that’s fine. In this world, only the weak cling to the strong, so how can the strong explain to the weak?

How can a guy who can't even figure out Apparition be qualified to negotiate with me?

After Dumbledore thought this matter through, he became in a very good mood. He turned away all those people who were as noisy as cicadas, and left them with the excuse that they could come or not.

Then the door was closed tightly. Judging from the current situation, he could not stop these guys from coming. In that case, he should first see how to deal with that group of time travelers. As for Harry.

Dumbledore never worried about his safety. No matter how you look at it, he was someone needed by both the black and white worlds, and he would not die because of such a small noise.

Bai You——

Believing that Bai You was there and Lao Long was following him, he felt mixed emotions for a moment.

It was so comfortable after I figured it out. In the face of absolute strength, all conspiracies and tricks were nonsense. Dumbledore began to drink potions one by one, feeling his energy and spirit getting better and better. He walked with a breeze and a bright spirit.

It turns out that people have to focus on the big picture and let go of the small details, and consider everything one by one. That is chronic suicide.

Such a Dumbledore is very charming. His strength and the confidence he inadvertently reveals give great psychological comfort to all members of Hogwarts.

They really like this kind of principal.

Dumbledore is the White Lord. People used to only see his white parts. Now his true devilish demeanor begins to show, and they suddenly realize that it is no wonder that he and Grindelwald can become a couple. It is indeed a family tradition.

Harry, Harry, the poor protagonist who was ignored by us, was rubbing his head at this moment. He woke up in the shabby bed in the small house. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the big face of Jerryan.

"You're awake. Come on, take the medicine! I went to a Muggle doctor to get a few potions. I tried them myself and they seem pretty good. Conditions are tough right now, so you should just make do with this for now."

Harry felt a little headache, so he stood up, swallowed the medicine in one gulp, rubbed his forehead, and asked Jie Lan.

"Where's Mr. Moody?"

"He, he woke up a few days ago, and couldn't wait for you to sleep here, so he went back first."

He didn't even wait for me, Harry muttered.

"Then how did you find us?"

Harry couldn't quite remember what happened after Hermann rushed over.

"me--"

Jie Lan couldn't explain it clearly. He was taken by Xiao Jie to a deserted place. After walking a little further, he found a remote hut. There was a deserted village two kilometers away from the hut.

Because he was too worried about them, he originally wanted to leave here and return to the basement of the manor, but he didn't expect that a nuclear bomb would break his plan.

Then, two people fell from the sky for some reason. Moody's prosthetic leg was thrown far away, and his eyeball rolled to the side.

Seeing the two unconscious people, Jerran was very relieved, but there was a trace of uneasiness hidden in his heart. Herman——

He will always keep this name deep in his heart.

The memory of our first meeting after escaping from Knockturn Alley was still hidden in the depths of my heart, but now it had finally vanished into thin air.

He lamented the current environment, as if he had returned to that space.

"I'm not so sure either."

Harry thought of Hermann and felt very lost. This seemed to have become the norm in life. How could separation and reunion be exactly as he had imagined?

Sudden events are the norm in life, and following an orderly routine is the real coincidence.

"I will explain all this to Ms. Rosier—"

Um--

Harry sighed and looked out the window. Fortunately, he had gained something from this journey. Who said that those doors could not be used?

True and false, real and fake, this is the perfect lie.