Harry Potter and the Rebirth

"Hey, why are you here? Your sister is looking for you, little darling."

An old woman with a hunched body and gray hair picked up the little kid. The kid had tears in his eyes that were about to fall, but upon hearing this, he obediently lay in the old woman's arms and let her wipe the snot and dirt off his face.

The old woman looked at the little darling in her arms and spit at the fake Ron's back, "It's really broad daylight, and there are all kinds of people here."

The fake Ron left in a hurry. He originally wanted to buy some more things, but when he saw the strange looks from the stall owners around him, he finally gave up because he was too shy.

However, he soon regretted it. Finding them was not a short-term task. It required being cautious and lurking for a long time, just like a beast hunting its prey.

There was also a small bottle of Polyjuice Potion in his pocket, which was a chance Harry gave him to change his appearance. As for the physiological tissue, it had already been added. He didn't know who he would become and could only leave it to fate.

Harry ran out of Harry's tent with a slightly crying voice. He did not burst into tears or feel extremely upset as one might expect. Instead, he walked a short distance away and licked the corner of his mouth with some regret. "How come this guy's acting is better than mine now? I can't even tell if what he said is true or false."

Harry wrapped up her cloak. She was going to chase someone. When she came to the room just now, she didn't see Ron. But according to the information she got, the two guys left together. Why? Where was Ron sent? What was Harry's plan?

Since the master came to this world, he has met Bai You and Dali, and punished the disobedient Zhou Fu. Although he has met her once, he did not assign her any tasks like he did to the other three people. Because of her poor performance, she was excluded from the core circle, which caused Harry to suffer many crises.

When Harry no longer trusts her, her value to her master will be greatly reduced. No, she can't go on like this.

Where did that guy go? Harry sniffed and saw an orange hue on the horizon in the distance, then slowly blended with the blue in the sky to form a colorful oil painting.

"So that's where it is. It's running pretty fast."

Flying from Harry to the front left, passing through the bustling market, skimming over the clear lake, catching up with the swearing fake Ron, and rushing into the pink mist, the surroundings went from clear to blurred, and then began to outline the world's strokes with a different kind of brushstroke.

At the beginning, from a higher perspective, people from different regions, different identities, and various levels rushed to one place, guarding against each other.

There was a group of people who were progressing slower than others. They were wearing dark green military uniforms, had resolute expressions, dark skin, and bloodstains on their hands.

"Squad leader, I still have a callus here."

"No need to cut it off, leave it."

"Yes."

After a while, the group stopped where they were and one of them walked out. As if they had discussed it at the same time, they took off their military uniforms and changed into civilian clothes.

"Are you ready?"

"Always be prepared!" they said in unison.

"There aren't many mutated monsters around here. When we wake up again, our safety will be guaranteed. I will lead you there safely."

"I believe in your squad leader, but don't blame me if I hit you too hard." A man with a bit of banditry took off his hat, touched the two scars on his face, and said nonchalantly.

"Silence! I am still your squad leader."

There was constant laughter from the audience, and some sentimental people started to shed tears as they laughed. From the moment they put on the clothes, they were no longer soldiers, but pagans from somewhere. Bloody killing was their synonym. They betrayed their country and compatriots and became the wizard's running dogs.

"Okay, let's get started."

"Captain, please be gentle. I want to go back and see my wife again."

"Come on, you are making this up. How can a poor guy like you have a wife?"

"Hey, do you want to die?"

Looking at the soldiers fighting in front of them, no one asked them to maintain military appearance and discipline.

"Okay, let's get started."

"Yes!"

"Zizi——" the sound of electric current.

"Zizi--" The modern equipment was in the boundless grassland. There was a shallow pit there. Half of the equipment was exposed in the pit. There were also some military cans scattered around. It was obvious that it had not been completely buried in time.

A handful of dirt fell from the sky and landed on the instrument with a crackling sound. Perhaps it was because he took too long, or perhaps he ran out of patience, the man impatiently chopped the instrument in half with a shovel. "If I had known it would be so troublesome, I wouldn't have brought it."

He stood on a small mound nearby, adhering to the principle of climbing high and looking far, hoping to see clearly the origins of the group of people in the distance.

"Oh, that's not right, why is there another one behind it?"

He tore the black vest off his upper body, then used his arm to cut it several times, letting the remaining blood drip onto his trousers. Looking at the old scars on his face, he hardened his heart and picked off some of them. Finally, he found some wolf teeth from the bag and hit his calves twice.

Then he buried the teeth and military instruments together. He used his great strength to break the shovel into three or four sections. He flattened the hill and then covered it up. Great, nothing could go wrong.

He grimaced, dragged his injured calf, walked fifty or sixty steps to the left, jumped into a shallow pit, rolled himself in mud and grass, pretended to be weak, and waited for the target to arrive.

"System, system, are you saying this is the direction? Why do I feel something is not right the further I walk?" Angel was being tricked and could not keep up. If Harry was the red cloth, then he was the cow that rushed around and was watched by the crowd.

"Believe me, this system will never make any mistakes in this regard, unless I die one day." The system began to pretend to be deep, using a melancholy tone to express its anger and helplessness about being questioned.

"Just give up." When Angel wanted to say something else, he suddenly saw a man not far away. He seemed to be seriously injured and was lying on the ground dying.

The system went silent at the right time and started playing dead again. The last time it played dead was the time before. As the most unreliable person, this was also his best skill.

Um--

Now he was in a very embarrassing situation. The man lying on the ground wanted to take a sneak peek to see if the large group had arrived, but he unexpectedly met Angel who was walking over.

"This man is very pretentious."

"This man is pretending to be injured."

This was the first thought that the two people had when they met, and they both gave each other a negative score in their impression scores.

Now even the air between the two of them became a little awkward, and seemed to be gradually thinning. They wanted to escape to both sides, but were stopped by Angel's words.

"Sorry, you don't look like you're okay. Bye."

Angel escaped very quickly. To dare to commit fraud in this place, he must have ulterior motives and must have the corresponding strength. Although he can stand out in his own school, he may not be good enough in front of adult wizards, especially in front of the black wizard who was rampant, burning, killing and looting in this incident.

He made the right choice. Angel used the art of Apparition and left quickly.

The man propped himself up with his elbows and patted his head in annoyance. He was still careless. Seeing the young man getting farther and farther away, he licked the corner of his mouth. It didn't matter. Since he came here, he must have only one purpose. If he was lucky, they would meet there eventually.

It's not impossible to let him live a few more days.

The group gradually approached, and their voices became louder and louder. The whistling of the wind mixed in, and some of the conversation was carried into the man's ears.

This time he learned from his experience and played his role well. He was a poor, injured man who came here and was betrayed and abandoned.

After figuring out his own character, he closed his eyes with peace of mind and pretended to be drowsy.

It was getting closer and closer, and the man was secretly delighted. Unexpectedly, a pair of long legs just crossed over his body, while most people chose to take a detour.

The man who stepped over him folded his arms and stared at the injured and dying man with interest.

"Is this injury of yours recent?"

The man said nothing, adhering to the principle of not moving unless the enemy does, and only groaned from time to time in accordance with his character. Of course, he was in pain too, and he put a lot of effort into pretending.

"Hey, I know you're still alive."

Seeing that the man was still pretending to be dead, the woman in her 20s couldn't stand it anymore. She aimed her heel at the wound on the man's calf and started kicking hard.

He sat up in shock in his dying state and shouted, "No."

When he opened his eyes, he saw a group of people surrounding him, looking at him with a smile.

"You got an agent's license? Or an actor's license? Did you work in Hollywood before?"

This was a naked mockery, absolutely. The man's ears turned red with anger. He searched the crowd but didn't find Angel. Was it that boy who told the secret? He made a serious note of this in his heart.

"I don't know what you are talking about?"

The man pretended to be weak again, and this time he hardened his heart. He bit his tongue, spat out blood as if he was angry, and then fell to the ground with a thud.

"Oh! Are you serious?" The lady just now put down her foot silently and stared at her heel in a daze.

That's not right. Shouldn't the next plot be that the guy who hit the car gets angry and then loudly reveals his purpose? This group of people have encountered this many times on the way here.

"Let's not worry about it. Just leave him here. We should hurry on our way."

"What about him?"

"If he is lucky, he will live. If he is unlucky, he will turn into fertilizer. The grass on this lawn will be lucky."

"Okay~_~." The lady tilted her head, stomped her heels hard on the ground, and after completely wiping off the blood, she followed her brother excitedly. She knew very well that it was not advisable to pick up random men on the street.

Since the group had not left too far, the man would have wanted to press his philtrum to calm his anger.

The world is really going downhill, people's hearts are no longer the same as before, thinking of his famous——

Well, I haven’t thought of a title yet.

Anyway, he is still famous. He has always been successful in the past when he used this trick. He made a lot of money for it, but he didn't expect that now——

After the group of people had completely disappeared, the man supported his calves, barely stood up, and looked in that direction with a warm and caring attitude, acting like he was extremely angry.

"Hey, you're quite interesting. I've been observing you for a long time. Were you a crosstalk performer? I like crosstalk the most."

A little girl appeared silently behind the man, scaring him so much that he almost had a myocardial infarction.

He was just about to turn around and give the little girl some greetings from the society, but he didn't expect that three majestic wizards would stand behind him. Their black robes were spread on the ground, but not stained with dust, with a thin layer of cloth in between.

The man's pupils shrank, and he immediately changed into a pug look, "Miss, I can see anything you want to see."

The quick change of expression made the little girl laugh.

"I want him. Take him with you. There's a dog leash over there. From now on, you'll be called Ah Huang. I like the color yellow the best."

The man's chest rose and fell violently. Under the intimidation of the three wizards, he surrendered obediently and did not even dare to think of revenge.

Because he heard that wizards seemed to be able to see through a person's heart.

With these five people as a point on the circle, the prototype of Harry's base, and the distance in the middle as the radius, draw a circle. You can see many creatures inside, some are the same as humans, and some are different from humans. They are lurking in the fog, waiting for the crowd to pour in.

"Are we really going there? I don't want to go at all."

After Herman disappeared, Dali became more cautious in this organization, but this time he was sent out by Bai You, and especially with the order from his master, he had to come out to carry out the mission with the little guy beside him.

Kowen was now able to land on the ground, with a flash of silver light between his brows. This was a special gift from his master, which not only extended his lifespan but also helped him control his own magic power.

"What are you afraid of? This news must be fake. Although I haven't had much contact with Harry Potter, I can feel that he is a good guy in the secular sense. What's more, there is still some connection between you two. Can he kill you?"

Cowen was dismissive, but he was actually talking to himself. Not long ago, a group of people came into the organization's base. Their subsequent fate deterred many people who were ready to make moves, and he was one of them.

Dali sighed, "With the way we are, if we go, it will be no different from walking into a trap."

"Don't worry, the master has already considered it. We will be back soon. We are just investigating the authenticity of the news. There is no need to do anything else."