Harry Potter and the Rebirth

In the tropical rainforest, extreme high temperatures and heavy rain that can fall at any time are undoubtedly the main themes here.

If it rains heavily, lightning often visits this sparsely populated forest, which will spark sparks and form a rare scene of heavy rain and sea of ​​fire.

All life in the forest has to escape the flood and prevent the fire from growing. Death has almost come to every piece of land. Before the fire is extinguished, everyone can only hope for God's mercy.

The animals in it were in an even more horrible state. They were either drowned or burned into charcoal. Large creatures with nimble limbs could run at speeds of more than ten kilometers per hour, while poisonous snakes, insects and ants could only wish for good luck.

In the eyes of most people, animals are to be avoided, not to mention ants. Who cares how many ants die in a fire?

One thousand, ten thousand? Even a race.

However, the tiny lives at this moment show the miracle of huge lives. They will wrap the queen ant who is responsible for the reproduction of the race in the center, and surround the soldier ants and worker ants to form a huge ball and roll out of the sea of ​​fire.

If they are unfortunate enough to be licked by the flames, they will only form the outermost layer of charcoal, and their companions next to them will feel the stench of their dead bodies.

Few ants choose to escape.

And this time, in this great disaster on Earth, the unarmed Muggles were almost reduced to the same status as the ants, and they showed amazing strength.

The army is coming.

To be precise, there are also some people in the wizarding community who are attracted to Muggles and have never considered themselves as real wizards.

These people were quickly brought out, and the saints under Grindelwald and Bai You both found the traitor at the same time.

It's almost obvious.

Grindelwald felt a little sad. After all, he was one of the few good talents among the younger generation.

He waved.

A green light appeared from nowhere, and the young man collapsed to the ground, never to return to life again.

The same thing happened on the other side.

Their mission also ended here. From the joy they felt when they learned they were wizards, to the deep feelings they developed for this world after studying in magic school, to the advent of the wizarding world into the Muggle world, they longed to bring a better life to their families.

Faced with the dire state of their former homeland, they hesitated and struggled. They wanted to be selfish and cover their eyes so as not to see anything, but in the end they could not overcome their conscience.

Their bodies lay in the ruins, surrounded by a pink mist.

The two teams then continued to move forward, but following closely behind them was the Muggle army that appeared from nowhere.

They also seemed to have developed some medicines, or shared their research results with wizards.

Tanks and missiles emerged from the ruins one after another. In Harry's current team, there were a few girls and boys who looked particularly young. They looked at each other, and then were immediately pinned to the ground by Dudley beside them.

Ron walked over and after some struggles, he revealed their inner shirts, which were embroidered with military emblems. After a closer look, he saw calloused hands and firm eyes. This invincible sense of belief was part of the military temperament.

Ron felt a little reluctant.

"What do you want to do with them?" Dudley seemed to see through it, and he frowned. "You should know that being kind to your enemies is being cruel to yourself. These people come from unknown sources."

"But these people were chosen by Harry, she might have other ideas."

Dudley was stunned for a moment. Harry seemed to be still doing something, so he didn't want to disturb him. Blue light continued to emerge from underground.

"Forget it then, wait for Harry to decide."

"As expected, he's close to Dumbledore." Lockhart said casually, with a nonchalant look in his eyes.

Loffitt looked at Ron thoughtfully, then glanced at Harry again, and his meaning was obvious.

"We should explore the surrounding area. There might be quite a few troops among those Muggle survivors who are watching us."

"no need."

Harry came to his senses instantly after hearing Cedric's suggestion, and he heard everything that had just happened.

"Let's retreat first."

Everyone obediently retreated from the rubble and came to an open space nearby.

"Professor, please help me move all the miscellaneous things aside."

Lockhart nodded, and almost in the blink of an eye, the hill of things was quickly cleared away. There were some things he could do nothing about.

This is a tall street lamp. The gorgeous decoration of the past can be vaguely seen in the broken pole. Some thick plastic-wrapped wires are buried at the bottom, which have been pulled out by the roots at this moment.

As if some button had been triggered, Dudley took a few steps forward unconsciously, then immediately noticed Lockhart's gaze and stopped again.

"Is this what you were looking for, Harry?"

Harry nodded, "Would you like to move a little further away? I'm afraid it might suck you away."

"Where will I be sucked to?"

"I don't know this."

"Harry——"

The door seemed to be squeezed out of the telephone pole, then grew larger and larger, flashing suddenly several times, and then returned to its normal size.

The saints led by Grindelwald hurried over, and the small team separated into a path. Harry and the old man hugged each other in full view of everyone.

"Teacher, I missed you so much." Harry felt his eyes a little sore. This great villain, whom he had never seen in his previous life and even associated with the second generation Voldemort just by hearing his name, actually established a close and deep relationship with him in this life. Although this was inseparable from Dumbledore, it was also closely connected with the coordination between the two in some aspects.

"Hello."

When Harry withdrew from Grindelwald's arms, he saw Rosier standing beside him with a slightly teasing look, and his cheeks turned slightly red.

"How have you been?"

Rosier crouched down slightly and kissed Harry on the cheek.

"Yeah, I've been doing pretty well lately."

Grindelwald looked around and was not surprised at all when he saw the door. He had seen many of them in various places around the world during this period of time, but this thing seemed to have an exceptionally strong reproductive ability. It pressed down one end and lifted up the other end, seemingly endlessly. There were more and more passers-by who did not belong to this time and space, so many that they were almost on par with the natives of this world.

Grindelwald and Loffett looked at each other silently, then quickly separated, as if they had exchanged some information.

Then he came straight to Dudley, "Give my regards to your master, he should be here soon, why don't you hurry over?"

Dudley understood immediately that this guy seemed to be confused about the subordinate relationship between him and Bai You, but it didn't matter, he glanced at Harry secretly.

The two men's eyes met in the air. Dudley seemed to have made up his mind and left these friends he had been with for nearly two years without looking back.

"Are you just going to let him go?"

Grindelwald looked at his back and narrowed his eyes dangerously.

"Teacher, let him go."

"Okay, you must have your own reasons for doing this, so I won't interfere."

The man who was thousands of miles away (in terms of height) was lying on a thick light curtain, watching everything that was happening here, and then nodded with satisfaction.

"You did a great job. You were very tactful."

Harry bit his upper lip and replied silently in his heart, "Just this once, you probably don't want me to give up. If I commit suicide now, everything you have will be ruined."

The man was not angry. Instead, he said in a gangster-like manner, "Then you can drag your relatives and friends to hell with you."

"Don't you care about them anymore?"

"No, no, no, they will eventually turn into beads of various colors and stay with me forever. They will not experience birth, old age, sickness, and death, and will not feel such chaotic emotions as joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness. Their hearts will become truly peaceful and calm. How wonderful it is!"

"Why don't you become like this?"

"Someone has to bear this endless trouble, and someone as responsible as me naturally has no choice but to do so."

"Where's Quirrell? He's not our good friend, so why do we have to turn him into a bead?"

"You should ask him about this. If you go into a place you shouldn't go, you will have to pay the corresponding price."

"There is another person, a very young wizard. His color is brown. Oh, and his name is Thomas."

"He, since he is by my side, stay well."

The man seemed a little guilty and soon stopped talking.

Harry sighed heavily and covered his pounding heart. The situation kept forcing him to move forward, but every time he was confused about the way forward. It seemed that he had made a choice, but in fact he had nowhere else to go.

Soon, Grindelwald became very alert. Harry calmed himself down, grabbed a few Muggles who were dazed or frightened, and threw them into the gate.

The several soldiers who were arrested were still holding their heads high and faithfully recording everything that was happening before their eyes.

Although they have different beliefs, Harry actually respects such people very much, but unfortunately their positions prevent them from sitting down and having a good talk.

But why would they admit their mistakes? What do they have in common? What makes them different from everyone else?

"Ha ha ha ha--"

A burst of laughter suddenly entered everyone's ears. After all, the situation was good now. These cowardly wizards moved to the so-called safe house without any resistance.

That’s right, this position is very difficult to figure out. It’s mysterious and unpredictable, and it keeps changing. It seems like there’s an expert directing it.

The purpose of his visit today was to invite this master back and visit Harry at the same time.

They haven't seen each other for a long time, and I don't know if Harry misses his old friend.

Before I saw the person, I heard his voice first.

Harry's heart skipped a beat. This was truly an unforgettable memory. The pain deep in his bones came over him again. His face turned pale and his body trembled slightly.

Lockhart was standing at the nearby door, constantly carrying out the tasks assigned to him by Harry. Even someone like him who only cared about himself could clearly notice his abnormality.

Not to mention the other people whose focus was on Harry.

Surrounded by big guys, Ron took a deep breath, carefully avoided Grindelwald's sight, and came to Harry's side. This big guy's eyes could predict the future. No matter what, someone who could see through him from head to toe at a glance was always a little scary.

"Harry, are you okay?" He hugged Harry and asked with some concern.

Cedric stood aside in silence, just glancing at him with a hint of envy. This had always been Ron's privilege. Perhaps in front of him and Hermione, Harry was more like a child, not a strategist and resourceful person.

Feeling the warmth coming from all around him, Harry breathed a sigh of relief and gently patted Ron's hand.

"Don't worry, stay away from this door. I'll be back soon."

Grindelwald looked at Ron with great interest. Just this one look made him break out in a cold sweat. The saints following him looked like evil spirits from hell.

He was so nervous that he swallowed his saliva, and finally found that he couldn't go anywhere.

Cedric looked like he had been stabbed, Dudley had just left, Lockhart was very close to the door, Loffett looked difficult to get along with, the Muggles in the queue couldn't protect themselves, not to mention the soldiers who were pinned to the ground.

Although they are commendable and very reliable, they are people who are in two camps.

He hugged his body and slowly squatted down, watching the people in front of him walking further and further away, and glanced at the electric pole standing behind the gate with some boredom.

It looks like a giant inverted palm leaf fan.

"Harry - I'm glad to see you. It's been a while since we last met."

Bai You looked at Harry carefully and found that there was a little less aura about him, which made him particularly satisfied.

The master should have returned to the original world, the world line was restarted, the two merged into one, and eventually this world was swallowed up. I don't know if this little guy believes in this play.

Master, you should be able to tell the real from the fake, right?

Bai You trusts his master very much, but he trusts Harry more, and trusts himself and his companions more.

It is not easy to replicate a disaster, especially when the historical line is exactly the same as the original world.

It was not easy to find a place with low overall strength and a space-time channel like a sieve. It must be transformed. Thinking of this, Bai You smiled happily, his eyeballs almost invisible.

"Nice to meet you."

Harry had a blank expression on his face. He looked at the other person smiling like a fool and took a deep breath.

There was a child floating in the air in front of him, covered in black air. Anyone with a little common sense could recognize him at first sight.

But he seemed to have seen this child's face somewhere.

Harry rubbed his head, memories of the past coming back like a tide.

In Gryffindor Valley, there lived several Muggle families, and there was a child, Corwin, who was abused by his own father.