Harry Potter and the Rebirth

Dumbledore frowned. "Where did your people find him? As far as I know, he should have run away. Why would he be delivering a letter on behalf of Kodostoriz?"

De Lai had been kowtowing, and suddenly he could not speak. He knelt on the ground and turned into a porcelain statue, lifelike. The saint beside him squatted down.

"Thump, thump, thump--" This is the crisp sound of bones colliding.

Seeing the messenger become like this right under their noses, Grindelwald felt provoked. He slowly walked over and stroked the smooth and soft celadon.

Then he turned his head and looked at the young Taoist priest beside him.

Where had the young Taoist priest seen such a scene before? He immediately knelt down trembling with fear and honestly explained everything that happened in Qingcheng Mountain.

Of course, this was also what Senior Brother Li Changsheng had instructed him to do. Naturally, he would not dare to slack off in the face of such a highly respected senior brother.

"Senior Brother Li's daughter Zhou Fu was attacked and nearly died."

"What does this have to do with us?" Grindelwald was confused.

"Just continue talking, don't worry about him." Dumbledore helped the little Taoist priest up, let him sit on a soft stool beside him, and handed him a cup of steaming hot black tea.

The young Taoist priest took a sip and felt relieved when he saw Grindelwald turning his head away and the few saints retreating to the back.

"The one who copied her was another senior's daughter, and they usually get along very well."

"Is she a little girl of eight or nine? She has round cheeks and is very cute."

"Yes, yes, yes." The little Taoist nodded vigorously, and then looked at him suspiciously. This guy's reaction confirmed the facts they had guessed.

"You don't have to think too much. When we left, we stayed in an inn and met the little girl there," Dumbledore explained.

The young Taoist nodded, but he didn't know whether he believed it or not.

"Brother Li, before I left, I sent you a message."

"what?"

The young Taoist priest was about to speak when his whole body began to twitch. Black smoke came out of his body and his eyes rolled outwards. He seemed to be about to die from convulsions.

Dumbledore immediately came over. What should he do now? He knew nothing about the magic of another system. Grindelwald stood aside with empty hands, obviously not caring about the life or death of this little guy.

"How can I help you?" Dumbledore asked anxiously.

The young Taoist priest endured the pain in his body, sat cross-legged on a soft chair, and looked inward at his own extraordinary meridians, sorting out the black energy in his body bit by bit. He embraced the spirit and became one with it, and his complexion gradually became rosy.

After a while, he finally recovered a little, "It was really dangerous, I almost found it." He patted his chest, making a thumping sound, not looking weak at all.

Grindelwald looked over in surprise. He didn't expect that the little guy could survive. It was really unexpected.

"Sir, don't worry." The little Taoist priest stood up from his chair and bowed respectfully to Dumbledore.

"The gentleman asked me to tell you that the time is almost up, and he apologizes to you for this. Once he has resolved the matter over there, he will rush back to support you. The signed agreement is invalid."

The young Taoist priest apologized to Dumbledore, "You have just seen it. For some reasons, I can only remind you here."

"Also, the reason why most people in Qingcheng Mountain think it's related to you is because after the little girl was knocked unconscious, a silver light flowed out of her body. We recognized that this is the power of your system, which has the ability to control people's minds. I would like to take this opportunity to remind you to be wary of the people around you."

The young Taoist priest took out a small jade bottle from his pocket, which was sealed with a wooden cork on the top. Then he bowed in a strange way and stammered something in English. His strange accent made people around him laugh.

Dumbledore took the jade bottle and looked at it carefully. "Okay, I will be careful."

The fluent Chinese communication just now made several saints nearby a little stunned.

"When did you learn this? How come I don't know it?" Grindelwald turned around and asked as he looked at the little Taoist priest's departing back.

Dumbledore pulled out a chocolate frog from somewhere, held down the chocolate that was trying to escape, and held a picture of a chocolate frog between his middle and index fingers.

"You too?" said Dumbledore.

When Grindelwald saw the words above, he felt as if he was scalded and immediately withdrew his gaze. He asked several saints to move the porcelain on the ground to another closed room, and then moved a chair and sat in front of Dumbledore.

"I have sent all the Muggles and troops on the island back to where they came from. Weasley, you have already let him come back, but there are still two wizards in that group who want to see you. One of them claims to be your spy."

"Oh? Where are they now?"

"I've put them in a hotel and assigned four people to watch over them. You can come whenever you are free."

Dumbledore nodded to indicate that he understood, and asked Grindelwald for the address.

"One more thing."

"you say--"

"Bai You and his men found me. They want to explore the secrets hidden in the eastern land. If we can cooperate, they may give us some resources that are not available in this world. When I saw that you have a cooperative relationship with them, I was a little hesitant, but now-"

"No," Dumbledore said flatly, looking at Grindelwald who seemed to be a little moved. "What is it that makes you feel a little moved?"

Grindelwald didn't dare to look Dumbledore in the eye. He was calling the shots outside, but now he was like a child who had done something wrong.

He pulled out a stone from his pocket with a few beads embedded in it. Dumbledore stood up from his seat and looked at him angrily.

Of course he knew what these beads were. He had always been thinking about the child, Thomas from Hufflepuff, who had finally turned into a brown bead. He had to deceive other students by saying that he was being treated at St. Gorman's Hospital.

Later, he met a captain named Thomas in a secret Muggle base, but unfortunately he was already dead by then.

From that time on, he vowed that he would never let the students of the school fall into such a situation again. Looking at the round beads inlaid on the crystal, a rough glance revealed that there were as many as seven or eight of them.

"Don't be angry." Grindelwald was a little panicked, and a hint of helplessness appeared on his tough face. "I will explain to you. I naturally understand what these beads mean, but what is more important is that we should collect more -"

Dumbledore calmed down, looked at him deeply, and then sat back in his chair.

Grindelwald saw that there was hope, and continued, "When they exchanged with me, I saw that they grew stronger by eating this kind of thing, just like eating candy."

Dumbledore was shocked. It was the first time he heard of such a thing.

"I think, I can feel the strong breath of life coming from inside, I am very sure they are still alive, but they are trapped here by an unknown force. But if they really use it up through their cultivation, then these people are really dead."

Dumbledore nodded slightly. This was indeed the truth. Then he thought of something else and looked at Grindelwald with some caution. "If they can practice, can we use these to enhance our magic power?"

"I haven't tried it, how should I know?" Grindelwald smiled awkwardly. He actually wanted to try it very much, but he knew that once he really crossed this line, he would be completely separated from Dumbledore.

"I have the self-control to ensure that I am not tempted by powerful forces, but not everyone is like me."

Dumbledore looked serious, "Who else knows about this matter now?"

"I can only say that it's too late. Many people who were wandering outside and hadn't had time to return to the space had nowhere else to go and were taken in by Bai You and his group as their subordinates. The people who were found became the best examples. The last time you saw a group of wizards on the island who were comparable to elite Aurors, they relied on eating this to enhance their strength."

Dumbledore looked solemn. This was like opening Pandora's box. With this kind of thing, the power he had gathered with great difficulty would be shattered because of this news. Those wizards and goblins who were already dissatisfied would be even more...

"I guess that part of the reason why Kodostoriz's group did not abide by the contract is because of this reason, and I can't see clearly about the other group of people." Grindelwald continued.

"I need you to do me a favor." Dumbledore looked at the black tea that the little Taoist had drunk. The tea was a little cold now. There were brown-red tea stains on the teacup, and white foam surrounded the edge of the tea.

"You said."

"Send Rozier over quietly to explain the matter to them and tell them that you hope to cooperate with them from inside and outside. Then bring a small piece of crystal over as evidence."

"so--"

"Yes, I want you to accept their invitation and cooperate with them on the surface."

"There is one more thing I forgot to tell you. They said that the prerequisite for cooperation is to accept the cultivation resources they provide. In other words, you and I both have to eat these things."

Dumbledore was speechless. This guy was so vicious. No matter whether he was sincere or not, as long as he ate it, he would become the same side with him, which would be solid and indestructible.

"Then how can they detect whether we have eaten it?"

The angular, multi-faceted crystals were sparkling and very beautiful, and the round beads inlaid inside were extremely crystal clear. It looked like the most beautiful ornament rather than a real object, and certainly not like something transformed from a human life.

"I'll send someone to investigate." Grindelwald narrowed his eyes. Bai You gave him more than one crystal. Although he couldn't eat it because he was afraid that Dumbledore would find out, his subordinates could eat it.

Perhaps we should do an experiment to explore what changes occur in the body before and after eating.

An owl from Arthur was flying breathlessly in the sky, but it couldn't find Dumbledore.

How could an owl not find a wizard? This made it particularly angry. The letter written on its claws rustled in the wind. There were one or two drops of blood on the letter. It was from Mrs. Molly.

Molly burst into tears. In just a short moment, George turned into silver beads, Harry disappeared, and her little son Ron turned into wood, not making a sound and refusing to say anything.

Her heart felt like it was stabbed hard with a knife.

Strangely, Fred, who played best with George, did not seem sad. He took the silver beads that his brother had turned into and played with them. Ginny, who was crying with red and swollen eyes, looked at this scene in surprise and glared at Fred fiercely.

"George is like this, why are you still smiling? And you treat him like this!"

"Don't you think this is a very earth-shattering Transfiguration? Although it is powerful, we wizards can also transform into Anigmas. Why don't we go to Professor McGonagall? I can feel that George seems to be very——"

Looking at everyone's eyes, Fred uttered a word - happy? !

Well, Fred was actually quite surprised, but the telepathy between the twin brothers was never wrong. Where on earth did that guy go? Fred was a little annoyed. He should have followed him.

Ron looked at Fred's performance and felt hopeful. Yes, this was just Transfiguration (even though it violated Gamp's Three Laws of Transfiguration that Professor McGonagall had taught in class). Everyone present ignored this point, including Percy, who studied the hardest, and Bill, who had served as the president of the Boys' Union.

"Okay! Let's go to Hogwarts now."

"It's okay. I've already written to Dumbledore. He will definitely find a way."

Hearing this name, Molly felt relieved a little. Yes, there was Dumbledore.

"What about Harry..." Mrs. Molly just remembered that with a woman's accurate sixth sense, she could see that behind Ron's silence and her husband Arthur's hesitating, it could be proved that George's current appearance seemed to be related to Harry.

"I can prove that he is not Harry. The real Harry has been squeezed out by him." Ron suddenly spoke. Ginny nodded vigorously, with red eyes and bouncing ponytail, like a red-eyed, jumping rabbit.

These words disappeared into the wind, and the others acted as if they didn't hear them. After all, he was their son/brother/younger brother.

"Let's leave right away. It's a pity—"

Arthur looked back at the tent and carpet that had been laid out. There was a huge space inside the curtain. There was a table inside. On the table were many sumptuous dishes. There was also a lunch box that Harry had brought over, which was quietly placed there.

Not far from them, Harley sighed heavily. This was not her intention, and she did not expect that her actions would be seen by George. She could not bear to do it, so the man did it for her.