Harry Potter and the Rebirth

"There are people here, and in that room."

The silk thread spread silently on the ground, accurately capturing Zhou Fu who was playing tricks on others and the man lying on the ground.

And there were two people in that room.

Dudley, who has not been seen for a long time, and the Obscurus who is still alive and normal - Corwin.

They didn't seem to be in the same group. He deliberately raised the sound of his footsteps. Zhou Fu was indeed helping him hide.

Do you want to see yourself and them fighting each other, and then you can jump out and reap the benefits?

Well, as you wish.

Dudley, who discovered something unusual, called Corwin, who was searching in another room, and said, "You are stronger than me, can you see if you can open this restriction?"

Kowen looked around and found that the originally empty courtyard was actually a still picture upon closer inspection. The leaves not far away were frozen, and the figure in the distance was also still, like a stone.

"it is good."

He nodded, then held his breath and concentrated, floating in the air. Black gas continued to emerge from his body and condensed into a dozen tentacles. The illusory black smoke passed through Dali and rushed straight into the barrier, just like a red-hot iron rod passing through a plastic bottle, very easily.

With a very light sound, the picture shattered into a dozen pieces, and Corwin's magic bit into the restriction and swallowed it up bit by bit.

"It's that simple. Just follow me and you will enjoy yourself." He was very proud, but acted very cautiously. Before entering the restricted area, he waited carefully for a moment, but no one suddenly appeared.

"You are exploring the way ahead."

Dudley had no objection to Corwin's request. To be honest, it was too cheap to let a child take such a big risk. He shrugged his shoulders, moved to the door little by little with his wand, and kicked it open with his foot.

crunch--

"Quickly show yourself——"

Like throwing a fist into foam, this spell has no effect.

Dudley was surprised to see more than a dozen children on the beds. They were lined up very neatly, their clothes intact, their hands on their abdomens, their faces rosy, and they were obviously sleeping soundly.

He tilted his head, somewhat confused. Why were there so many children here? Who brought them here? Could it be that the owner of the house was taking revenge on those who hurt him?

Thoughts flashed through his mind like shooting stars, and he carefully came to the nearest child, a lovely girl with golden hair draped obediently on her shoulders and thick eyelashes. The light from outside shone down and formed a small bird lying under her eyes.

Almost instantly, Harry pushed open the door and saw Corwin standing in the yard.

Corwin was a little surprised and wanted to pull Dudley and run away, but he rushed forward and grabbed Dudley's sleeve.

Dudley stood still at the door, not moving at all, as if he were under a curse.

Harry moved closer little by little, not worrying that the two men would hurt him, or rather, he had enough confidence in his own strength.

"What are you running for, two guests? Oh no, one of you is my former classmate. We haven't seen each other for a long time."

"What are you standing there for? Hurry up and go." Corwin weighed his own strength against Harry's. He didn't think that Harry, who had the same face as his master, would be weaker than him.

Harry was actually very surprised. What was wrong with Dudley? Was he ashamed to see him?

Let me go and take a look.

He teleported into the house and also froze in place.

Corwin didn't understand why these two people were like puppets. It was not until he carefully passed Dudley who was blocking the door and came to Harry's side that he found that the bodies of children were lying on the bed, more than a dozen dead bodies.

Their faces were blue and purple, with corpse spots all over their bodies, and they emitted a foul odor.

Almost in an instant, the silk threads hidden underground exploded and tied up Zhou Fu, who was completely unprepared and still complacent, tightly, and also tied up the unconscious man on the ground.

Corwin and Dudley had almost no chance of fighting back.

Looking at the four people tied up in the yard, Harry took a deep breath. The most important task now was to check whether the dozen or so children were still alive, or whether there was any possibility of saving them?

And yet no, not even the Resurrection Stone could summon their souls, bodies, flesh, and spirits to offer as a sacrifice to the ancient evil.

It was clearly a secret place, clearly representing hope for the future, but it was completely destroyed at this moment. These children, who had no ability to fight back, died before victory.

Harry was angry, but he knew that he needed to find the truth and everyone present was a suspect.

"They were all still alive when I opened the door just now." Dudley muttered to himself. He kept repeating this sentence, as if to remind himself that their deaths had nothing to do with him.

Although death is the main theme in the end times, the passing of young lives before our eyes is not so easy to ignore.

Dudley's remaining conscience was torturing him madly.

Harry didn't want to waste time talking to him, he would find out the truth in his own way.

Zhou Fu's face was melting, but the silver thread was tied very tightly. As long as she showed any sign of resistance, the thread at her temple would pierce her head mercilessly.

She is not Zhou Fu, and does not have any mysterious means. She can only wait for the judgment of fate.

Harry squatted down and lifted Dudley's chin, carefully observing this classmate who had disappeared for a long time. His expression was as cold as an iceberg that would take thousands of years to melt.

"I didn't. I didn't kill him."

The moment the two looked at each other, Harry activated Legilimency, and the memories of their coming here flashed through his mind bit by bit, like a film.

Shuttle back and forth in the pink mist, no, not this part.

Stealing eggs in a family's house, no, that's not the part.

That black notebook, Harry noticed this scene, turned his head to look at the notebook thrown in the middle of the yard, opened his left hand, it flew to his hand, and then put it in his arms.

Continuing to browse Dudley's memory, they passed through the bustling market and came to the cabin under the guidance of the notes. While searching, Dudley found a transparent wall, which Corwin cracked.

Dudley volunteered to explore first, and the scene of the child's death was completed almost instantly.

His face was ruddy, and he suddenly died, and then his body began to rot at double speed. Now, when Harry looked over again, a foul stench hit him in the face.

No, until the truth is found out, this place cannot be discovered.

He put up a protective barrier that surrounded the entire cabin.

He once again confirmed the accuracy of Dudley's memory in Corwin's memory. The two confirmed each other and had nothing to do with either of them.

He came to Zhou Fu again. To be precise, her name should not be Zhou Fu. Her body began to grow bigger and longer, and the silver threads tied around her body also began to expand as its owner changed.

Was it Polyjuice Potion?

Harry was thoughtful and waited for the noise to stop, then he performed Legilimency as usual, but this magic encountered obstacles on the lady's body.

It seemed as if there was a contract there, and once it was revealed, the person would die immediately.

Could it be her who did it?

The woman was lying on the ground, laughing crookedly, looking at Harry in a dilemma. "Well, little kid, do you have any idea?"

"Did you kill these people?"

"Why should I tell you?" A string of silver bell-like laughter, very arrogant.

Harry remained silent, then tightened the silk ropes around her.

"I don't want to attack a lady, but if you don't cooperate, I will use silk threads to cut you into pieces and send you to Muggle scientists to make human specimens. Do you agree?"

Dudley, who had just recovered from Legilimency, looked at Harry in surprise.

He has changed after all, but how can a person remain unchanged? Is it too cruel to ask him to remain the same after going through so many ups and downs and hardships?

There was a hint of fear in the lady's eyes. This shouldn't be possible. According to the information, Harry was only a 14-year-old boy. Although he was highly valued, how could he be so cruel?

She hardened her heart and wanted to stiffen her neck and say no. However, the torture began. Harry seemed to have no human emotions at this moment. He started from the ankles and began to slice them bit by bit. He magnified the pain this woman felt.

Screams——

The loud noise also woke up the owner of the room. He felt dizzy and heard a girl's scream in his ears. The sound seemed to spread the pain. His heart ached slightly. He opened his eyes and vaguely saw several people sitting or standing not far away, and the blood.

"Stop, let me tell you." The woman couldn't stand such torture after all.

"Tell me—"

In the eyes of women, Harry's image suddenly turned into a devil, comparable to Satan in hell, and even the Dark Lord had to bow down before him.

Perhaps due to excessive blood loss, the woman's vision began to become blurry. She wanted to make up some ghost story to fool him, but this guy took out a transparent reagent from his pocket and poured it into her mouth without hesitation.

"This is Veritaserum. You should have heard of it."

The woman opened her eyes wide and listened to her own mouth, which gradually revealed the secret hidden in her heart.

"Please don't let me go. I will die if I say it again. Please." This was the woman's wail.

But Harry Quinn remained motionless, truly cold-blooded and heartless.

Time passed by little by little. Dudley looked at Harry in surprise after he had threatened her. He and the woman just stood there motionless. Corwin even started to think of a way to escape, but unfortunately he was severely punished by the silk thread and had to give up the idea.

"What on earth are they doing? I knew Harry Potter was not a good guy. He messed up my memory."

Kowin held his head and wailed. In fact, he didn't feel it was that serious. There was just a slight pain in his temple, the same feeling he had when he watched too many electronic products before.

Harry seemed to finally come to his senses. He smiled lightly and sealed the room with ice, hoping to preserve the children's bodies and prevent them from rotting quickly.

He pulled the woman's hair and started walking out the door.

"Hey, if it's not me, what about us?" Dudley struggled desperately, but the silk thread was getting tighter and tighter.

"Stay here until I come to see you at night. Remember not to do anything tricky. The things on you will stay with you forever."

The woman was covered in cold sweat, the unforgettable pain still echoing in her mind. She was surprised to find that she was safe and sound, with only a few scratches on her feet, and the silk threads on her body were mostly torn apart. She was being dragged along the ground helplessly by the child, and stones were scratching her body.

Even if she used her toes to think, she knew that it was an illusion. However, at such a young age, he had such powerful skills. She took a deep breath and felt despair. That person did not tell her that this was such a dangerous mission.

She watched Harry taking her to a crowded place and gradually began to feel fear.

"No, please, please don't take me there."

The woman was keenly aware that the magic power in her body was being absorbed bit by bit through the silk thread hanging on her wrist.

If she was powerless and fell into the group of parents who had lost their children, what would be her fate?

She tried to struggle desperately, but her body was out of control.

The market was bustling, as if the disappearance of a few children had no impact on it.

Harry dragged the woman's figure and soon attracted everyone's attention. They dispersed little by little and finally surrounded him in the center.

Some of the children's parents gathered around cautiously, not daring to say a word.

"This is the culprit who kidnapped your child."

With a bang, the crowd exploded. Harry's words were like a drop of water splashing into an oil pan, bang!

In order to prevent anyone from disbelieving him, he pulled out a huge meditation bowl from his side pocket and introduced its function. Then he used his magic wand to draw a silver thread from the right side of his head and put it into the meditation bowl.

There were some knowledgeable people in the crowd who introduced Harry's action to their companions. The wizarding world was exposed to the public, and Muggles had more or less heard of their various magical spells.

A projection screen appeared in the sky.

"If you want to see it for yourself, you can go in. There is no danger."

Several women rushed in with tears on their faces. It was obvious that they had been crying for a long time. Nothing unexpected happened.

Harry built an amplifier that could carry dozens of people.

The playback of this memory started from the moment he walked to the lakeside cabin, and it was intermittent in the middle. He erased the existence of Dudley and Corwin and focused on this woman.

The woman broke out from the pink mist, and after looking at the blue sky and white clouds, she came to the lake with a very clear goal. She lurked behind a few trees and slowly determined the trajectory of the children flying kites.

She first cast a curse on a child's kite, but it was easily defused by Harry.

Then, she did not give up. After the child left, she lured the playing children to the lake little by little.

The kite floats on the water.

She fished out the children's bodies and laid them out neatly on the shore, then went to the cabin, knocked the man unconscious and threw him aside.