Harry Potter and the Rebirth

At this time, Dumbledore was on his way to Apparate, and Fawkes was chirping wildly and pecking at him with his sharp beak.

"Okay, okay, I get it. Don't rush me. If you keep calling me, I'll be really angry."

Fox stayed quiet for a while, and after it rested for a while, it took this old guy who was traveling very slowly to shorten the journey.

"Who are you? What do you want?"

The remaining Death Eaters were driven together, and then joined forces with Bai You's forces who came to cause trouble.

The professors who rushed over wanted to cut these people into pieces, and behind them stood a five-meter-tall giant. Unlike the average giants who were irritable and naive, his pupils with a radius of five centimeters revealed an unknown shrewdness.

Many of them stared warily at the black mass floating in the air, which brought them an indescribable sense of oppression.

There seemed to be only a few students left in this school, and the ground was littered with debris. Ivan was crying loudly while holding Anna in his father's arms. Paul, with only half of his body left, was leaning against the wall numbly. Lofitt, who had left Harry, was very sad to see this scene.

But he did not stop, but went straight through the ruins and came to the highest point of the castle.

The man whom Ivan called father was extremely excited when he saw the corpses all over the ground. He touched Ivan's face with his hands as broad as cattail leaves, tremblingly.

"Child, child, you are saved. Daddy will take you away from here tonight, away from this place of trouble, and we will never come back, okay?"

The middle-aged man looked earnest as he grabbed a half-dead corpse with the Death Eater's mark tattooed on its arm.

"No, father. Quick, save Anna! Save him!"

"You evil creature."

The man hated his child, and he was still obsessed with it. He looked at the beautiful girl in the middle, who was as broken as porcelain, with disgust, and he wanted to cut him into pieces.

"Please, Father, please."

Every parent who truly loves their child will be defeated by such a plea.

The middle-aged man was in tears. He went out for research with a group of professors from the school. The principal vowed that he would protect the castle.

He witnessed hell outside and for the first time felt lucky that he and his children could still live a peaceful and normal life. He never expected that such a nightmare-like scene would befall him in the blink of an eye.

The man was powerless to change his child's obsession with Anna.

"Okay, let's save her and you too, okay?"

Ivan was overjoyed, leaving Anna, who was still somewhat conscious, with a tear falling from her eyes. Her mind was already unclear at this time, but she was still calling a person's name.

Ivan lowered his head.

"Paul—"

He felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over him, chilling him from head to toe.

The middle-aged man didn't hear clearly, "What did she say just now?"

Ivan endured the pain that was almost like his heart was being cut by a knife and forced a smile, "She was calling me just now. We are in love with each other."

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth, stood up and started to fiddle with a wall.

"Child, wait here for me for a moment."

"it is good--"

Paul, leaning against the wall, made a silent mockery, a piece of cloth tightly clenched in his hand, his eyes bloodshot.

This was a good time to go over, but Cedric was forced to stand still and unable to move. There was an extremely strong voice in his heart that kept roaring.

"Go save her! You useless piece of shit, go save him!"

"Why? With your ability, you can't suppress him?"

Lockhart was leaning against a window, talking about Cedric, but his eyes were actually just focused on the situation below.

His eyes first glanced at the silent man, and then lingered on Harry.

Ever since he came to this school, he has paid the most attention to this legendary savior.

This journey organized by Harry became more and more mysterious as time went on. This guy was always lukewarm, neither showing up nor making any big moves. He gathered these unrelated people together and dragged them into this castle for such a long time. What on earth did he want to do?

Harry had been maintaining an inquiring posture. From the moment he stepped into the castle, the person in his mind had been talking non-stop, chattering on and on, revealing a lot of information, but Harry had no way of understanding it, just like what Muggle medicine calls dyslexia and dysgraphia.

"Are we just going to squat here?"

Some people not far away surrounded them with bad intentions. They might not know the two children, but in this battlefield that was like a meat grinder, it was either you die or I live.

Killing two little kids who seemed to have no ability to fight back was undoubtedly the most satisfying thing.

The three groups of forces in front have already started fighting, all kinds of spells are flying in the air. The giant who came with the group of professors stood still. He looked left and right, not knowing what he was looking for.

Finally, when Harry began to wave his wand, the giant's eyes lit up.

He ran to Harry's side in two steps.

"Expelliarmus!" Harry used his innate magic to repel the group of people who rushed over. He protected Ron behind him and stared at this guy who was nearly four times taller than him.

All he could see was his rough chin, his uneven beard, and the wrinkles on his neck. There was also an indescribable smell around him, which was the filth of several days' leftover meals mixed with mud.

"Harry Potter!"

"It turned out to be him!"

His name was passed on by word of mouth among different forces and people. They stared at the two children who suddenly appeared in the center of the battlefield, and the giant beside him.

When he heard the name, a light suddenly appeared in Cowen's dull eyes, a look of hatred.

Lockhart glanced at Cedric who was still struggling, pulled aside the curtain beside the window, and leisurely leaned his elbows on the windowsill, supporting his head, looking at the child who seemed to be besieged by hundreds of people.

Luo Fit also noticed it, but he had more urgent things to do at this time. He had to figure out what happened after he left the school?

I originally thought it was a curse said as a joke, but I didn't expect it to really come true among the students here, generation after generation. This might be an excellent opportunity. I hope Harry can hold on. As long as he can hold on long enough, maybe he can even restore these porcelain pieces that were broken into pieces all over the floor.

The middle-aged man took Ivan and Anna out of the tunnel. He had no intention of living and dying with this castle. Before leaving, he glanced at Paul with a slightly regretful look in his eyes.

"Goodbye, I won't see you off." Paul said this hoarsely.

"Goodbye." The man dragged his child and Anna away. This world is so vast, and he can find a stable home with his own abilities.

There were still some survivors in the castle. Before the first killing came, they found a hiding place and survived.

After everything was quiet for a long time, they dared to check the situation outside.

Du Heze, who looked East Asian, could speak Chinese, and had contact with the group during the day, was naturally driven out, under the pretext of letting him go and see what was going on.

Du Heze's hands have not yet fully recovered. They are like white porcelain, dotted with some blue and white patterns, full of oriental elegance and ancient charm.

"Ron!"

He never expected that the first person he saw on the battlefield was the good friend he made unilaterally this afternoon.

In recent years, foreigners who can speak Chinese so well have become rare, and their fate seems not to be very good. Du Heze feels sincerely sorry for them.

"What do you want, sir?"

"Oh, no, little friend, I just want to ask, what do you want to do?"

He looked down at the group of dwarf pumpkins. He naturally recognized those people in black robes. They belonged to Voldemort, while the other party was the legendary invading force.

"No, Senior, you misunderstood. We want to cooperate with you and jointly--"

Before Harry could finish his words, he felt Ron's body trembling behind him.

He turned his head and saw Corwin coming -

Corwin was emitting a black aura, his eyes were blood red and his pupils could not be seen. He was extremely docile and stayed behind Harry, or to be more precise, close to Ron.

When had Ron ever seen such a scene?

In his limited memory, his impression of Mo Mo Ran was——

He shuddered all over, and Corwin moved closer.

As expected, it was Mo Moran. Even Harry didn't notice his arrival.

The giant's eyes became more unfriendly and angry. He now put Harry in the same category as this group of people.

What kind of creature is Mo Mo Ran? Almost everyone knows his habits, which can make such a difficult creature bow down to him...

He clenched his fists so tightly that Harry, who was almost not far from him, could hear the sound of bones crackling.

This guy Corwin caused a lot of damage to the castle, almost overshadowing the massive destruction caused by the Death Eaters.

Bella at the side screamed wildly, but she didn't care about it. She remembered that her master once said that only he could kill Harry Potter and no one else was allowed to do it.

For Bella, who regards Voldemort's orders as golden rules, she must also ensure Harry Potter's safety to a certain extent.

So, she threw her remaining parts, screamed strangely, and rushed to this place. Green lights appeared wherever she went.

This made the already bad situation even more precarious, and it was simply a matter of life and death.

The original tripartite agreement had already been announced to the whole world. Looking at it now, it was Harry Potter who was the vanguard, coming to stabilize and confuse their sight, and then this group of guys would wipe out all the forces that refused to submit to them.

They are even using the banner of protecting the wizarding world. This is something my uncle can only tolerate, but my aunt cannot.

It's over, it's over!

All the parties that came here had bad intentions. In fact, Harry had the ability to take Ron and leave, but he still had many teammates in there. What's more, if he just left, the matter would be confirmed.

No, I can't leave.

Harry looked at Ron apologetically, and then actually removed the armor he was wearing.

Ron was horrified. He didn't understand why this happened. His only sense of security was gone.

Everyone was surprised, and Corwin, who still had some consciousness, immediately moved closer.

But Harry stopped him half a meter away with one hand, "Leave here first."

Hatred and sanity were constantly intertwined in Cowen's mind. If he listened to Harry and left, and if Harry died tonight, he would not have the chance to take revenge with his own hands as Bai You said.

If he didn't leave and stayed here any longer, not only would the credibility of this matter begin to decline, but his murderous intentions would be exposed.

Corwin froze in place for a moment.

An unnoticed ray of light suddenly burst out from Harry's body and rushed towards Corwin.

Corwin's eyes, hidden in the black mist, became clear as black and white. He glanced at Harry with some nostalgia and whispered softly, "I'm sorry, Harry. This is the only thing I can do for you."

Then he rushed straight towards Harry Potter.

Everyone present could feel this hatred.

Lockhart, who was watching the show from the window, froze in his tracks. He raised his hand and wanted to do something, but was held back by Cedric, who had regained his senses at some point.

"Professor, I'm ready now. Let's go down and support Harry."

Lockhart withdrew his hand in dismay. Cedric looked at him from behind with a half-smile, a cold light flashing across his eyes several times. His long eyelashes and the shadows cast on his eyelids seemed particularly thick at this moment.

The giant who was about to fight to the death suddenly stopped.

What on earth was going on? He couldn't figure it out now.

"you dare!"

Bella rushed up at this moment and fought to a draw with Corwin who had turned into a silent man. They were two lunatics in different senses.

The giant's eyes became sharp again, and then he fell into even greater confusion. He was not an ignorant old man.

Didn't Voldemort kill Harry Potter's parents? Now Voldemort's Death Eaters are protecting Harry Potter. Is this a distortion of human nature or a loss of morality?

Harry's hands started to itch when he saw Bella. He thought of Fred who died for no reason in his previous life, and Sirius who went to another world and collapsed in the Department of Mysteries.

His eyes were filled with uncontrollable anger and hatred.

The giant couldn't understand what was going on. He felt like a tangled ball of thread, a tangled mess and couldn't make any sense of it.

"Forget it, just kill them all. If Dumbledore asks about it, any force I blame will be more credible than myself."

The giant stopped thinking, now the pent-up anger in his heart needed to be vented, and began to beat his chest, trying to grab Harry.

Harry is no pushover. He has been tempered and is very agile.

Du Heze approached quietly at this time. He looked at Ron's shivering figure hiding at the foot of the wall, and felt a pang of pain in his heart.

A voice told him that if he didn't go, he would regret it.

People who grow flowers have always believed in such seemingly plausible things, so he acted decisively.

Before Harry fought the giant, he handed Ron an ice-blue flower and a portkey.

One led to their lounge, the other -

In full view of everyone, the flowers turned into a door, and the bright blue light shone on everyone's face.