Harry Potter and the Rebirth

Dali was very cautious, but with a brain the size of a sesame seed, his caution was of little use.

This trip was not a spur-of-the-moment decision. It was the first time in his life that he made such a careful plan. During the few days he stayed in this house, he could see with his own eyes little wizards coming in one after another, then disappearing, and bringing back a new batch a few days later.

Dali was not afraid but excited. What does this mean?

A child who has no magic power and looks to be over 11 years old is too conspicuous in this world full of wizards.

Charlie, who had hurried back from outside, saw him. He thought about the deadline and looked again. He saw that they were still some distance away from their residence, so he hardened his heart and brought Dali to his side.

"You stay with me and don't run around, understand?"

Although Dali was arrogant, he knew clearly that the person opposite him was an extremely powerful wizard, so he nodded obediently.

Charlie was not reassured when he saw Daly's well-behaved appearance. Living in the same space with him for the past few days made him deeply understand what kind of little bully this was. He thought of how Harry had lived in this kind of atmosphere for such a long time.

Charlie wanted to teach him a lesson.

"Apparate."

Dali's heart was beating violently, as if it was about to burst through his thick chest. It was so exciting. This was the life he should enjoy. If he only lived as Dali, it would be a waste of his life.

They came to a wide lawn with a huge blue door in the middle. Moody leaned against the door frame, leaning on his crutches and yawning. His glass eye, which had been rolling around, was now hidden under his eyelids, and he looked extremely sleepy.

"Sir, let me do it."

"Ah~ You're here!"

Moody has been on duty here for a long time. His old body can no longer support such high-intensity work. He is very glad that Charlie arrived in time.

However, "Who is he - Dumbledore said that no one else is allowed to come here. What are you doing?"

Moody suddenly regained consciousness, clenched his wand, and seemed ready to take action at any time.

"This is Dali, Harry's cousin. He has been living there recently." Charlie gave a brief introduction.

Hearing this name, Moody relaxed. Is this boy Harry's cousin? Thinking back to when he first saw Harry, he was skinny, wearing baggy clothes, and looked too mature for a nine-year-old.

Moody's eyes were full of hostility again, but this time it was no longer vigilance, but a slight dissatisfaction. He naturally would not care about a twelve-year-old child, but he could discipline her parents on her behalf -

Moody thought of this and walked over with a smile.

The time travelers who have already lined up here are slightly excited, because not only are they about to go home, but they can also see the most exciting moment.

Dali - this is an unreasonable child.

Charlie knew that Moody was Harry's master, and he believed that such an experienced Auror would be careful when dealing with him.

So he ignored it and looked at the door in the center which was flickering slightly. He didn't know how many people could pass through it at once.

If not, you need to wait some more time.

A little boy ran over and looked up at Charlie, "Can I take something from the magical world back with me?"

This is a really exciting request. Just imagine the portraits hanging on the wall that can move freely, the joke products with full comedy effects, and the magic wands——

This was obviously not the first time Charlie had to deal with this situation. He refused decisively and put an end to their thoughts.

"Even if you bring it with you, it will lose its original function."

Charlie didn't say much to those little wizards who didn't believe in superstition.

The line gradually shortened and the shadow of the gate began to fade.

Dali regretted his adventure today and longed to go back to that room to be with his mother and father.

He ran backwards desperately. Moody stood not far away with a cane, watching him leisurely. It was okay for this extent, just to scare him, and he should not come out to cause trouble again.

Then he turned around. There was a large lawn around him with almost no people. With Dali's speed, he would not be able to run out for several days and nights, and he had also planted a positioning device on his body.

Nothing will happen for sure.

The gate was getting closer and closer to nothingness, and was only big enough for the last time traveler. There were three or four people left at the back, pushing and shoving, and it was obvious that no one wanted to go back.

"I'm an orphan over there, but I have good friends here." This is someone trying to gain sympathy.

"I can use my status as a pure-blood family to make a promise to the Weasley family. As long as you continue to let me stay here, I can give you 50 gold Galleons." This is an inducement with benefits.

"If you insist on letting us leave, the integrity of the soul in the original body can no longer be guaranteed." This was a threat.

At this moment, the little wizard standing at the door of the blue gate looked back reluctantly. This experience was too fantastic. Perhaps he would gradually lose his memory of this place. Never mind, his parents, relatives and friends were waiting for him on the other side.

As a result, at the moment he hesitated, Dali suddenly appeared from nowhere and dived in.

No one present had time to react. Charlie and Moody were concentrating on beating up those troublesome little wizards. There were not many people around, and the surrounding environment was even more comfortable.

The gate disappeared, leaving only an ice-blue rose emitting a faint glow.

Charlie ran over like crazy, "Where are the people? Where are the people?" The wizards who had just called out, seeing that the atmosphere was a bit depressing, quietly lowered their heads and dared not make a sound.

And the boy who was originally leaving had such ups and downs in an instant, it was too dramatic, and his eyes were dull. So, can I stay in this world for a while longer?

Charlie really regretted it. Even though he didn't like Daley, he brought him here just to scare him. As a Romanian dragon trainer and captain of the Gryffindor Quidditch team, he had a hot temper.

He collapsed to the ground, his lips trembling, and he could faintly hear, "I'm in trouble."

Moody's face looked very unhappy. After all, he was also largely responsible for this matter.

Penny, who was fed a huge amount of sleeping pills and almost couldn't wake up, frowned in her dream. She felt very uneasy at the moment.

However, the effect of the medicine was not very strong for Fenon. Looking at his wife who was screaming but did not open her eyes, he became very anxious. He picked her up and rushed out of the house.

As for Dali, his heart grew cold.

Harry didn't know how lively it was here. He just slowly flipped through the book in his hand and listened to Harry's speech beside him.

The two of them sat there harmoniously, and then the excitement began.

There was a sound of light footsteps, and Harry moved his ears. Then, Ginny, with excitement and anticipation on her face, drew aside the curtain. She saw such a dazzling scene and stood there awkwardly, feeling as sour as if she had eaten ten lemons.

Cedric behind him quickly pulled Ginny out, apologizing repeatedly, "Sorry, sorry, did we disturb you a little?"

When Harry saw this, he was so angry that he wished he had eight hundred mouths all over his body so that he could explain Harry's existence to Ginny.

From a very magical perspective, would you date a gender-changed version of yourself? At least Harry's answer was no, but this kind of thing can't be explained to her.

Ginny was stimulated and ran out. Just as Harry was about to chase her, Madam Pomfrey slowly walked over with the medicine she was going to take today. Harry felt a little discouraged.

"How about I go out for a while?"

Harley blinked, said goodbye to Harry, and walked out of the school infirmary, where Zhou Fu was waiting for her.

“You’re really free.”

Harley said this in a nonchalant tone, then squinted at Zhou Fu who was standing beside her, "As sticky as a slug."

Zhou Fu was not angry. Instead, he said with a slightly sympathetic tone, "It's really pitiful. Your life is closely related to others, and you share life and death with them."

Humph--

Harry snorted coldly, quickened his pace, and then caught up with Ginny. Cedric watched with interest from the side, and then made eye contact with the little girl.

The emerald green eyes, the sharp words, the stubbornness, all these behaviors made him a little dazed.

"Senior Cedric, is there anything else I can help you with?"

Cedric seemed to suddenly remember something, looked left and right, and finally found his target. He rushed forward a few steps and came to Lupin who was passing by.

"Professor, I have a question for you."

Ginny's eyes were slightly red. She silently compared herself with this Slytherin girl and the weird Ravenclaw girl next to her. She was just as incomprehensible as Luna, but they both had scandals with Harry.

The comparison result obviously made her a little discouraged.

How Harry solved it here is not mentioned for now. While Harry was resting, the man came again, bringing the deadline forward and asking Harry to be prepared.

What should I do?

This question kept circling in his mind, but there was no solution. He just repeated it mechanically, as if this could get the answer. But it only gave Harry some psychological comfort and proved that he was still thinking and working hard.

The calm surface of the sea of ​​consciousness began to shake violently.

A transparent little guy ran out cursing, and started punching and kicking the beach formed by Harry, but it didn't leave any trace at all.

In the end, the little guy could only rely on his own insults to attract Harry's attention. With Harry as the center and five zones as the radius, various animal nouns were superimposed on each other, human organs were constantly reorganized, and verbs were used as the lead.

It finally broke Harry's patience and made him come here angrily.

"Who, who is speaking? Do you have any manners?"

Poor Harry couldn't think of any powerful curse words. The long memories of his previous life seemed to have been erased by an eraser, leaving only slight traces. He had considered things too much in this life, like this -

He remained calm and suppressed his anger.

"I am talking about you."

In an effort to prove his existence, the little guy bumped into Harry's legs.

Harry only felt something soft and bouncy suddenly hit him.

He grabbed it accurately and kneaded it in his hands, "Who are you? Why haven't I seen you before? Is this in my mind? How can I come in and out at will?"

The little creature had no patience to answer this series of questions. It kept repeating the warning, "Don't put any more things into your mind. It's already full."

"Slow?"

Harry looked at the endless water and wanted wind, so the wind came and ripples appeared on the lake. He felt refreshed here.

Then, the surrounding environment changed.

It was as if I had returned to the control center of the 1:1 replica of Hogwarts castle.

There was a mirror showing the empty surroundings. Dudley walked back from outside, holding his chest with a dazed look on his face.

The second shot was aimed at the large lake in Harry's sea of ​​consciousness. The breeze turned into a howling gale, the brightness gradually dimmed, and a different light flashed in the center.

The third one corresponds to a special space, which is so full that all kinds of spheres are stacked together, and on each sphere is shaking a picture that Harry is particularly familiar with.

Harry couldn't describe this existence, how should he put it?

The little guy staggered and took Harry's previous thought into his arms, and then threw it into the fourth mirror. It was very dark inside and no light could be seen. There was no echo after the thing was thrown in.

This frightened Harry a little.

"What are you afraid of? I should be afraid, okay—"

"Why—"

"It used to be a mess here, with all kinds of dirty garbage stuck here and couldn't be removed, and there were also a lot of small balls that didn't belong here that were thrown here, which took me a lot of effort to clean up."

"Moreover! There are actually several big holes in your house, connecting different places. There is a very cold guy with a sewer nose who always comes to my place to scold me. There is also a platinum-colored guy with his nose pointed upwards. There are many more. Fortunately, I blocked them all."

Harry sorted it out and his eyes lit up. What did this mean? If he guessed correctly, the little guy's complaints felt a bit like those people who he could communicate with in his mind before.

"So where exactly is this place? Why haven't you shown up before?" The question left the little guy speechless.

"Anyway, don't worry about it. Whatever I say is what it is."