Harry Potter and the Rebirth

"Collapsed——"

Taking advantage of the moment when the short man was distracted, Wu Zhenguo knocked him down swiftly.

"Petrify everyone, quickly imprison them——"

He ignored the fearful looks around him, and the hidden pain in his heart told him that he still cared about the opinions of these old comrades.

Wu Zhenguo still felt it was not very safe, but looking at the time, the people sent by Dumbledore should be arriving soon.

No matter——

The admiral took a few steps forward and patted him on the shoulder. "It's good that you're back. It's good that you're back." There was a hint of sob in his voice, but he managed to hold it back.

"Let's go up first. I haven't been back for a long time." Wu Zhenguo held the old squad leader's shoulders and finally glared fiercely at the group of soldiers around him.

"Hurry up and help your sister-in-law to the infirmary - I'll go and see her in a moment and check if she's injured."

"Where's Sandu - this kid isn't usually the most honest, where is he now? Let him do it."

"Company Commander——"

Looking at the sad expressions on their faces, Wu Zhenguo turned his head away deliberately, and a tear fell unexpectedly, wetting his collar.

He asked again with an expectant attitude, "Tell me, why are you so nagging?"

"He, he died during a mission."

Wu Zhenguo turned around and supported the admiral as he walked towards the higher-level officials, as if he hadn't heard anything.

"How can he be so cold-blooded?" some of the new soldiers were indignant.

Some veterans pointed at Wu Zhenguo's back and said, "Look—"

Wu Zhenguo tripped over the steps as if he didn't see the stairs in front of him, and then he forced himself to stand up.

This time, it was the general who supported Wu Zhenguo.

Everyone was silent.

They looked at their former leader lying on the cold ground.

Wu Zhenguo stood on the steps, looking at the guy who pretended to be him with a cold face. A dazzling red light flashed, and the unconscious man let out a shrill scream. His right arm was completely shattered.

It turned into stones and spread across the floor.

The Imperius Curse

Wu Zhenguo was very angry, and he wanted to vent all the resentment in his heart.

But in the end I endured it.

"Just mind your own business."

"Captain, what about him?"

"Don't worry about him. Don't worry, he can't escape."

The spectators on the side didn't understand what was going on at all. It was just like the real and fake Monkey King. How could the winner be suddenly determined between two people who looked so similar?

The farce died down in an instant.

Wu Zhenguo and his old squad leader sat face to face at opposite ends of a table.

"Can I trust you now?"

"No."

"Who are you working for now? What is your purpose here?"

"I work for Dumbledore now, and I'm here to save my wife and children."

"Will you have other wizards coming?"

"Well, maybe one or two people."

"What is their purpose here?"

“We want to have a deeper cooperation with you and confirm the partnership.”

"There's nothing I can do about it. It's up to me to decide. I need to report to my superiors, and the result won't be known until three days later at the earliest."

"Okay, I can wait."

"What's the matter with that guy?"

"He is a wizard. He must have unknowingly obtained hair and other biological information from me, and used the wizard's polyjuice potion to transform into my appearance."

"But he seems so tall—"

"Yes, he is shorter than me. The reason you didn't notice it is that you were all under a slight confounding spell. Can you remember clearly how he came back so suddenly?"

The Admiral shook his head.

"Are you a human or a wizard now?"

"We are all human beings."

The admiral was a little disappointed. He sighed and said, "Take a good rest and see your wife and children."

"it is good."

After meeting again after a long separation, the excitement faded away, leaving only the awkwardness of looking at each other in bewilderment.

Wu Zhenguo pushed open the door and walked out.

Harry and his companions had been staying in Kodos Dorez for three or four days, and had never seen the mysterious headmaster they had been talking about.

The professors and students here went from being unwelcome at first to ignoring them now. Only Sergei, the first person they met, still maintained an official smile.

They are the odd ones out in the entire school, exuding an aura of being out of place.

After lunch again, they returned to their accommodation and their request to meet the principal was once again politely rejected.

"I'm sorry, please wait for two more days. Our principal is out for something. Professor Sergei will entertain you during these two days."

They have become so accustomed to hearing these words.

"Why don't we just leave? Wouldn't it be a waste of time if we stay here? Those guys might have already formed an alliance with that country."

"Don't wait any longer. Dumbledore should be here soon."

"Still waiting. I remember you said a few days ago that he would be here soon. What about now?"

Lofitt grumbled in complaint.

Lockhart held the photo ball in his hand and kept looking at it. After eating and drinking, he went to sleep. He really lived a very comfortable life these days.

Ron lay on the warm big bed, feeling the warm sunshine, looking at the snow-covered environment outside, and felt genuine happiness. This little life was much better than running around outside. He didn't want to see those strange-looking monsters there - eating people.

Cedric sat on a soft chair nearby. The girl's face kept appearing in his mind recently. Her fair face, rosy glow, bright eyes, and extremely special and aloof temperament were as exquisite as a work of art.

"Everyone, please be patient. I will ask Headmaster Dumbledore again—"

Harry calmed the troops' morale and set his eyes on the murals in the room.

The portraits here seemed to be different from those in Hogwarts. They were like rigid, thin oil paintings without any magic or soul. The rich colors, bold combinations, delicate brushstrokes, and the overall harmonious layout all proved that the artists of these portraits were extremely extraordinary.

But these words always revolve around one theme.

baby--

In other words, there are two figures hidden behind the doll.

"What the hell are you looking at, Harry?" Although Lofitt had great powers, he was now trapped beside a little kid of twelve or thirteen years old. He felt very depressed and didn't like anyone.

"Come and look at these paintings." Harry told everyone about his discovery, and they all became excited.

Ron was attacked by Loffitt for no apparent reason when he passed by him. "You are just like a lazy bug every day. You don't have the temperament of a Gryffindor lion at all. Don't you have to take the final exam?"

It was like he was walking along the road and suddenly got bit by a dog, which made Ron feel extremely depressed.

He turned into a smirking boy and quickly left Lofitt.

The word "exam" penetrated into Cedric's mind, and he seemed to suddenly realize that he had inexplicably interrupted his studies and came to a castle in the middle of nowhere with Harry.

When the great journey of saving the world in your mind is suddenly trapped in a comfortable room, those who are full of ambition become at a loss, while those who are content with comfort enjoy it immensely.

This school doesn't need to do anything else, just wait quietly like this to wear down their fighting spirit.

Blindfolding your eyes and not thinking about those things that are tiring and stressful will make you happier.

"Harry, there really are two figures." Ron was a little excited, as if he had finally found the key to a game. They had been repeatedly pushed to the save point in the past few days, and now it seemed that they could finally take the first step.

"Cedric, I remember that when you first came here, you got along well with Ivan and the others. By the way, you also asked me to pay attention to that guy named Paul, right?"

A thin, pale figure suddenly appeared in Cedric's mind.

"Yes, that's right. For some reason, I almost forgot about them these days."

"It's okay, don't be nervous. I want you to look for them again and see if you can get some useful information from them. We really can't just sit here and wait for death."

"Okay, I understand. Leave it to me."

Cedric turned around and was about to leave, but Harry called out, "Wait?"

"Ok?"

"This is Fox's feather. Keep it close to your chest. When you are in danger, he will teleport you to this dormitory. And you also know the way to leave this school. The key is in the vase on the table."

Cedric's heart warmed, "Okay, I understand."

"Then we'll meet at the table during dinner."

Cedric left.

"We should have a mission too, right?" Loffet knew Harry very well. "You are very powerful. There should be few people in this world who can match you. Can you please go to the headmaster's office as they mentioned and check if he is really not there, or -"

"That's all?" Luo Feit said with disdain, "You want me to spy on someone else, but you don't want to do something bigger? For example, control him and sign a covenant directly."

"If you want, you can. I won't stop you. This way we can still do it and shorten the time to complete the task."

"No, I was just joking if you're serious."

"Oh, I was just kidding then."

Harry's eyes swept over Ron and Lockhart. One turned his head away and didn't dare to look at him, while the other looked at him openly with provocation in his eyes.

"you--"

"We will stay here to look after the base and provide you with the best logistical support. This is our most sacred mission."

"Professor, please stay here."

Lockhart showed an expression that said, "As expected."

"Ron, come with me."

"Ah, me? What use can I be?" Ron knew himself well. If he went out by himself and encountered any situation, it wouldn't even be an appetizer.

"In fact, the most important person in this operation is you."

"I--" Ron pointed at the tip of his nose, confusion and surprise dancing on his freckled face.

The other people's eyes were all on Ron. After spending these few days together, they gradually understood each other's temperament.

"You are relatively weak."

"The weakest among us." Ron added dimly.

“The responsibility you bear in the team may not be that heavy.”

"To be precise, I didn't take on any responsibilities, nor did I play any role." Ron defined his identity.

“So this is your biggest advantage.”

"I just think if I pry for information, they might let down their guard."

"Yes, you can show some dissatisfaction when necessary. Imagine that Professor Snape is standing in front of you and roaring at you, and then Gryffindor is deducted another 5 points."

Ron's eyebrows, which had just been raised, drooped again, and his eyes were burning with anger.

"Good, keep it up."

"But I don't know their language."

"Your state is the most real."

"Okay..." Ron took a deep breath, "Harry, I won't let you down."

"Don't be nervous, I'm always by your side."

Harry's words were very ambiguous. Ron's face turned red and he shook his arms violently. "What are you talking about? It's so corny, it really is."

"I mean in a physical sense. I'll be right behind you."

"Won't they find you?"

Harry gave a somewhat smug look, and Lofitt, who hadn't had time to leave yet, gave a fake smile.

Waves-like ripples appeared in the space, and Harry's entire body melted into them, disappearing without a trace.

"Harry! What is this? Is this Apparition?"

"Don't get excited, and don't show it. Do you understand how I feel behind you?"

"Yeah." Ron nodded heavily, his eyes full of excitement.

If Harry followed behind him, he would feel much safer.

Everyone set off.

Lockhart was welcomed into the soft chair. Looking at the room which was much emptier than usual, he did not feel uncomfortable at all. Instead, he enjoyed the sunlight coming through the glass. Some tiny dust particles were swirling in the air, and the colorful light was imprinted in his pupils.

The light grew brighter and brighter, and Lockhart's hair began to change.

He grew taller, his features started to become extremely handsome, and he looked extremely relaxed and comfortable.

The soft stool next to him flew to his feet and his two long legs crossed and placed on it.

The portraits on the wall began to shake, and the scattered shadows gradually gathered together.

Lockhart returned to his old self, seemingly dissatisfied, frowned and muttered something, then fell into a deep sleep, ignoring all the unusual movements in the room.

The room returned to normal, as if nothing had happened.

In a spacious hall, a group of old men gathered around a huge mirror, looking at a long dormitory corridor.

"They finally couldn't help it. I want to see what they want to do."

"Is it not a good idea for us to do this?"

"Shut up! What's good or bad? In today's world, survival is the most important thing. Either you eat me or I eat you. Being merciful will only accelerate your own extinction."