Harry Potter and the Rebirth

"We—" A trembling voice came out of someone's mouth. Harry continued to comfort them, "If you feel guilty, why not let me borrow your Marauder's Map? I'm very interested in it."

The two men were as if they had been granted amnesty, and hurriedly took out a piece of parchment from their sleeves and placed it on Harry's bed.

At this time, Bai You in his mind spoke up, "I don't know if you are really kind or just pretending to be kind. You are so kind that you don't care about others abandoning you in a dangerous situation, and you take advantage of their guilt to get something useful to yourself."

"Tsk tsk tsk, he really has the potential to be a Slytherin."

Harry ignored him and did nothing when he asked him for help. Now that he was safe, he came to disturb his state of mind again. It was indeed not a good thing.

Bai You knew that he was in the wrong, and when he saw that Harry had no intention of speaking, he quietly shut up. Now the relationship between him and Harry was one of mutual benefit and mutual guarding, both of them knew it, but it was not the time to bring it up.

Draco stood quietly aside, no longer as irritable as before. He lowered his head and looked at Harry quietly, his drooping eyelids covering his eyes, his long eyelashes slightly curled, casting a small shadow underneath.

No one knows what he is thinking.

Harry was feeling a little sleepy at this time, and he yawned slightly. The hypnotic effect of the book was very strong, and after being poisoned, he felt completely exhausted.

George saw it and quickly pulled Fred's. The twins' tacit understanding made him immediately understand what George meant.

"We won't disturb your rest." The twins walked out of the door with unknown mentality, just like they had just met, looking back from time to time. The short distance of a few meters seemed like hundreds of people had walked together.

But this time Harry did not call out to them. He understood, but people have emotions after all. The feeling of despair he had felt when facing that predicament once again resurfaced in Harry's mind and also shut his mouth. He closed his eyes and pretended that he was extremely sleepy to ease the embarrassment on both sides.

The twins walked out of the room dejectedly.

Harry turned his head and looked up to ask Draco, "What do you want from me?"

Draco opened his mouth. A lot of things had happened during this period of time. He had a lot of things he wanted to say to him and a lot of things he wanted to explain, but he couldn't open his mouth. Many things seemed to be just like that.

The world turned upside down in his heart, but he just casually glossed over it when he opened his mouth. Others would never be able to glean the huge changes in his heart from his words.

He did not mention how desperate he was when he learned that Harry was injured and in desperate situation, nor did he mention how uneasy he felt when he could not contact him. The emotional relationship between people is very subtle. In his heart, the closest person in the world, besides his parents, is Harry, with whom he has shared the same experience.

But as more and more people gathered around Harry, it was like his treasured treasure was suddenly discovered one day. Even though he could not possess it, he always felt a little lost when that light shone on others.

Sharing is definitely not human nature, it is only acquired through education. Possession is the best way to release the desires deep in our hearts.

"I have been searching for the person you asked me to find for a while but still haven't found him."

Harry was a little confused, but then he remembered the little boy who handed the envelope to Professor Quirrell on the first day of school.

He seemed to have some clues. "You don't have to keep investigating," Harry said. Are these people the same as Quirrell, he wondered in his heart.

"Same, but also different." A voice suddenly came out, but Harry ignored him.

"Huh?" Draco was a little confused, but seeing Harry's tired look, he shut his mouth and said goodbye to Harry.

"I joined the Slytherin Quidditch team." As if remembering something, Draco stood at the door and said to Harry. He didn't know why he did that.

"Congratulations," Harry said lightly with a smile on his face. Draco didn't know what reaction he wanted to see from Harry, so he remained silent. After he felt the atmosphere was a bit awkward, he quietly closed the door.

"Oh my god, I'm so suffocated. How can these people be so talkative and keep chattering?" A small green snake appeared out of nowhere and wrapped around Harry's arm. Its closely arranged scales slowly rubbed against Harry's arm, leaving faint traces of wetness, which made Harry feel a little uncomfortable.

"Okay, shut up now. Five people combined can't say anything like you." The purple little snake appeared on the white bed sheet and used its tail to slap Qinggang hard. "Let go quickly. Can't you see that the master is feeling a little uncomfortable?"

Harry was a little surprised at first, but then he recalled the scene before he fell into a coma. That mysterious man, no, it should not be called a man, but a collection of snakes.

There was also a huge snake wrapped around him, which was as big as a basilisk. He was lucky not to be strangled to death by it. The feeling of oppression resurfaced in his mind.

"Who are you?" Harry asked curiously.

"Master doesn't even remember us, boohoo." After being beaten, Qinggang loosened his snake body, but after hearing these words, it was as if a switch was pressed. He jumped up and down and jumped onto Harry's chest, twisting around there.

Although Harry is not afraid of snakes, the first creature that communicated with him in his childhood was the one locked in the zoo, but he is afraid of snake-psychopaths, especially those of unknown origin.

Feeling the awkward touch on his body, Harry frowned in disgust, his mouth stretched into a strange shape, and he wanted to raise his hand to expel the little thing off his body.

"I'm sorry, master. Gang Gang hasn't seen you for a long time and I'm a little excited." Zi Luan saw Harry's intention and pulled Qing Gang down. His movements were so swift and skillful that it made people feel a little distressed.

The two snakes were tied in a knot. Ziluan spat out his tongue, tried hard to let the master see his face, and said, "Master, it's normal that you don't remember us now." Qinggang's voice came faintly beside him, "Oh, oh, oh, my brother doesn't love me anymore."

The man and the snake were speechless for a moment. Zi Luan was interrupted and his body shrank tightly again, making the knot even tighter. He tried to make Qing Gang shut up, but he must have been drowned by his own words in his previous life.

When Harry saw this scene, a familiar feeling came to his heart, as if he had seen it before. "Oh, no need, just let it go." Harry felt a little distressed for this well-behaved purple snake.

Zi Luan didn't move, because he knew that if he let go, the little guy would only become more aggressive.