Harry Potter and the Rebirth

"Hey, Harry, are you feeling better?"

"Much better, thank you for your concern. I haven't had the chance to congratulate you yet for making it to the third round."

Cedric scratched his head shyly, "It's just luck."

The two walked side by side in the long corridor, and Harry's hospital gown was particularly eye-catching.

"Do you want to go back to the infirmary and lie down?"

"Ok?"

Harry was very curious, why did Cedric suddenly say this?

"Harry——"

An extremely familiar female voice made his body tremble, and Madam Pomfrey appeared behind him holding a bunch of medicine.

What a bad start, Harry thought.

Then Cedric watched Harry reluctantly enter the school infirmary. He wanted to follow him in, but was rejected by Madam Pomfrey.

It seems that it is not possible today, but we can start with another person, Ginny -

Ron was somewhat dissatisfied. He took a small silver fork and angrily stabbed the steak on the plate, deliberately making a lot of noise.

But Hermione turned a deaf ear to him. She still had the thick book on her knees and was reading and eating at the same time. Even if some oil stains accidentally splashed onto the book, she would immediately clean them up with a spell.

After she heard the noise Ron made, she picked up a chicken leg in front of her and put it on his plate.

"Hey, this is your favorite food."

Ron's eyes jumped back and forth between the dinner plate and Hermione. Finally, he couldn't resist the temptation of the chicken leg and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing it hard.

Each of them has his own things to do, and no one knows what they are busy with.

Originally, the House-Elf Rights Promotion Association was in full swing due to Harry's reputation, but Harry did not show up several times for various reasons, and they were not very enthusiastic about attending the meetings.

Because of family matters, Hermione rarely held gatherings. She studied all day long. Looking at them running forward desperately, she had no idea what they were so anxious about.

Oh my God, we are living in the same space, but why does it feel like we are in several different worlds?

He threw his head heavily on the dining table. Perhaps it was due to his sixth sense of natural enemy that he accurately captured the showy Malfoy.

He was surrounded by many young wizards who were courting him. Some of them wanted to use the power of the Malfoy family to find a good job in the current wizard gathering place, while others wanted to achieve the so-called upward socialization.

Malfoy was enjoying it very much. Ever since the castle moved, there was an endless stream of people coming to him.

Humph, a show-off.

Looking at Hermione, the only person at the scene who was still considered a friend of his, she was now immersed in such a thick book and couldn't extricate herself.

Ron was indignant. He finished eating the chicken leg on his plate and decided to find something to do for himself.

This morning he stopped Ginny and asked her where she had been yesterday afternoon.

After all, there was a natural tacit understanding between siblings. The first time Ginny lied, Ron ruthlessly exposed it.

Ginny confessed honestly.

Hermione

He originally wanted to call Hermione to come along, but seeing her current state, Ron shook his head and decided to go alone.

There are still two hours before the afternoon class. The place he is going to is also on the third floor. He might be able to arrive at the Transfiguration classroom earlier than Hermione.

"I'm going to go back to the dormitory to get some books. We'll see you in Professor McGonagall's class this afternoon."

"Ah, well—"

Hermione had just pulled herself out of her thoughts when she saw Ron hurried away with two thick books on his elbows.

If she guessed correctly, he should have brought everything with him when he went out in the morning.

never mind--

Ron, who was acting alone, was very excited. At this moment, most people gathered in the auditorium. The midday sun shone on the quiet and peaceful corridor. He took a deep breath. The heavy atmosphere coming from this ancient castle that had existed for a thousand years made him a little intoxicated.

According to Ginny, there are many magical places in this castle.

According to his experience in his previous life, in addition to the Room of Requirement described in literary works, there is also a secret room in Myrtle's bathroom on the second floor, a challenge deliberately set up by Dumbledore on the fourth floor, and various blocked passages.

The others were not mentioned much.

Looking at the open classrooms on both sides of the corridor, some little wizards who had finished lunch had already taken their books to study here. They were waving their wands while muttering to themselves, and all kinds of sparks appeared in the air from time to time.

Oh my god, are they all this curly?

Ron was amazed. This scene seemed to have brought him back to the grand occasion when he was a senior in high school in his previous life. However, the situation now was much more serious than it was then. He was not strong enough, but he really could meet Merlin.

There were still many people accompanying him, so Ron felt relieved. He was sure he wouldn't get lost since everything was so familiar to him.

He searched floor after floor carefully, even stopping in front of the spiral staircases to see if there was any space or mezzanine, just like the elevator horror in some horror novels.

hiss--

Thinking of this, Ron suddenly felt a cold wind blowing from behind. He rushed into the nearest classroom in a panic and secretly opened a crack.

I saw Professor Loffitt in the front, and behind him were a few young wizards who were once considered to transfer.

They now looked dazed and somewhat frightened, huddled together and trembling.

And the Professor Loffitt, who looked nonchalant and very kind in the front, now looked like a big devil.

Ron swallowed nervously. Although he wanted to take risks, he didn't want to see anything confidential. He just wanted to have some secrets of his own.

my God!

He pressed himself tightly against the wall, not daring to breathe.

Lofitt, who was passing by the classroom, noticed it, but he didn't care. The little wizards following behind were cast under an Disillusionment Charm, not to mention their special identities, which made ordinary little wizards invisible.

Are all kids nowadays so serious?

Luo Fit walked forward for a while, but he couldn't resist his curiosity and suddenly pushed open the door of one of the classrooms. He saw a silver-haired girl inside who was muttering something and carrying something on her back.

The white light from outside shone on her hair, and she looked like an angel.

"professor--"

The little girl seemed a little embarrassed, and two blushes appeared on her fair cheeks.

"It's okay, it's okay, just keep on carrying it."

Lofitt left, taking a few young wizards with him. Dumbledore was a trouble, and the other people who worked were useless. It took so long to find a few blue doors, and these people could not be sent back. If he were Dumbledore, he would just send them directly to see Merlin, instead of thinking about this and that in a roundabout way all day long.

Ron imprinted this scene deeply in his mind. He bravely observed for a moment and found that the few little wizards passing by in the corridor could only see Professor Loffitt, but as for the group of children following behind him, it seemed as if they did not see him.

Why is this?

Ron wanted to tell Harry and Hermione about this discovery. He waved his wand. 1:14. Very good. There was still a long time before the afternoon class. He should be able to go to the school infirmary and see how Harry was recovering.

After going around one corner after another, Lofitt finally brought the group of frightened little kids to the basement, where Snape was waiting for them in his office.

The fireplace in his office was one of the first to be connected, and could be used to send people out of this space via the Floo Network.

After Snape and Lofitt finished the handover, he gave orders without expression and then stared at the crucible on the open space. A pink dreamy aura was flowing slowly.

"Professor, where are we going?"

One of the little girls didn't seem afraid of Snape. She stared at him with sparkling eyes, with excitement and admiration that ordinary people could hardly understand.

It was unbelievable that someone who went to Hogwarts would have such feelings for the head of Slytherin. Based on his self-knowledge, Snape once again confirmed the identity of this girl.

Where do these guys come from? Are they born without the ability to feel fear?

This was the conclusion Snape came to after having more contact with this group of guys. He looked so intimidating, and what he did was so terrifying. He trained all the young wizards to the point of crying for their parents, and his colleagues were very resentful because of the deduction of points.

The venom in their mouths is sprayed at any time, trying to cover every little wizard's happy school time. I'm afraid these people are masochists, right?

Snape stopped worrying about it. Who cares? They wouldn't meet again anyway.

The young wizards came one by one through the Floo network to another ancient house, where a smiling young man was waiting for them.

"Hello everyone! Please call me Charlie Velez."

A handsome young wizard with red hair led them into their respective temporary resting places. At this time, a fat boy suddenly broke in. The moving pig began his daily roar with great dissatisfaction.

Penny ran over in a hurry and apologized to Charlie. At the same time, Vernon knew that one had to bow his head under someone's roof, so he worked with his wife to lock him back into the house.

"Who are they?"

A little wizard asked curiously. Charlie frowned but answered gently, "Dursley Vernon."

"cut--"

Charlie recognized the little girl who made the voice. She was from the 28th pure-blood family and was somewhat related to his family. Normally, she would call him brother when they met, but now she acted as if she didn't know him and didn't even come over to say hello.

In order to confirm his guess, Charlie walked over, squatted down and asked softly, "Is there anything I can help you with?"

There was a look of complete strangeness in the little girl's eyes. They had exchanged gifts with each other this Christmas. Charlie was very sure that, just as Dumbledore said, their bodies were now possessed by souls from another world.

Thinking of the little girl who followed him around and always called him brother, Charlie thought of his younger brother.

Perhaps, Ron was also the reason why Dumbledore asked him to come and complete this matter. After all, they were innocent souls, so it was better to resolve the issue peacefully.

"Thank you, brother, but I don't need any help."

Very restrained and very polite.

Charlie was a little dazed by the shout.

Forget it.

Dali was very dissatisfied as he could only stay in a small room all day. Living in this place, he also learned some knowledge about wizards.

In his short life of more than a decade, there was nothing that could not be solved by crying. He hit Penny with his fists and often kicked Vernon's legs to vent his anxiety.

After hearing the calls of "little baby", he kicked even harder.

No, I want to run away and become a wizard too.

His arrogant and domineering experience in the past gave him unparalleled self-confidence. He believed that there was nothing in this world that he could not do. Moreover, he remembered the boy who had stayed in his house for a while last summer vacation and had a familiar facial feature to him.

He is also a wizard.

Dali once again confirmed that he also possessed wizard talent, but it might have been stolen by the despicable Potter bug.

With this thought in mind, he secretly increased the dosage of the sleeping pills that Aunt Petunia usually used to sleep, and put them into Petunia and Vernon's tea cups.

"Oh, little darling—"

In order to prevent them from noticing, he added a lot of milk and sugar cubes into it.

Penny was so excited that she almost cried. This was one of the few positive feedbacks she got from her precious son. She took a big gulp.

Dali pursed his lips. Fenon, who was standing beside him, didn't like to drink anything too sweet, but because it was the first time his son had made milk tea for him, he still drank a sip out of courtesy.

Dali remembered the advertisements on TV, which said that just drinking a little could give them a sweet dream that would last all night.

He just went out for a walk, he clenched his fists tightly and sweated a lot.

Penny soon began to feel dizzy, but she did not think it was Dally who did it.

"Oh, baby—"

Her voice gradually weakened, and Vernon suddenly fell on the table.

Dali was very satisfied that his first step of the plan was successful. He walked to the door and turned to look at his father and mother.

When he comes back after completing his studies, he will definitely amaze them by saying that he is not inferior to that brat Harry, and he is also much better than the guy from last year.

Charlie went out for something, which gave Dali a chance to sneak out.

Outside was a brand new world. Wizards in black robes were walking in a hurry with gloomy faces, which made Dali swallow in fear.

Now that I have come this far, there is no way I can go back.

He took a last look at this ordinary house, just like his ordinary life. He was going to embark on an unparalleled adventure to make his ordinary life less ordinary.

He made up his mind and began his long wandering. He hadn't seen his parents for a long time until he was completely unrecognizable and had lost all his memories. He then met them by chance on that bright summer day.

At this moment in Hogwarts, Dudley, who was sleeping on the desk, felt something. He touched his chest and looked out the window. The sunlight was so bright that he could hardly open his eyes.

Perhaps, we will eventually meet ourselves thousands of times.