Harry Potter and the Rebirth

Chapter 563 Breaking Out

"Hermione, Hermione, what's wrong with you?"

Ron and Hermione came to an open and secluded place. Next to the circular square, there was a quiet little park.

The shadows of the trees were swaying, the breeze was blowing, and the girl in front of Ron was sweating profusely. She looked a little tired, but her eyes were shining, revealing an abnormal excitement from beginning to end.

"I know it at last, Harry, I know it at last, Harry."

"What are you yelling about? Honey?"

Ron scratched his head in confusion. He was already approaching middle age, but now he still looked like a child.

"I can't blame you for this. After all, Harry schemed against you too harshly. But your IQ is really not enough."

Hermione shook her head in disdain, then sat down on a bench nearby and watched a small river flowing quietly. This place was remote and there were almost no pedestrians. Various tiny silver spots floated on the shimmering surface of the lake.

"Oh, so this is what you wanted?"

She looked down at the palm of her hand. The scar there was about to disappear, and her memory was gradually fading away. This time Hermione did not resist, but chose to obey Harry's wishes.

Ron was walking around in front of her, stamping his feet and stroking his slightly stubbled chin. "Based on what I know about you, you can't be making a fuss, but I've never heard of this person you're talking about. Could he be a colleague at work or a friend you made recently?"

"Harry, Harry—"

He racked his brains but couldn't figure out who this name belonged to. It was easy to pronounce and should be a common name, but for some reason Ron had never heard of it.

Hermione was sitting under the shade of the tree, her mind empty, her hands moving around constantly, the breeze blowing, messages coming from distant friends, and the forest on the Hogwarts lawn appearing and disappearing.

In Hermione's memory, she could immediately see the half of his face that was turned around.

"Hermione?"

A huge face enlarged in front of her eyes, "What on earth are you thinking about?"

Looking closer, the freckles on Ron's face seemed very cute. The figure that was about to be touched turned into countless dandelions and floated away into the distance under the wind.

In the lively circular open-air exhibition hall, Neville and Cedric also came to join in the fun. One became the professor of Potions at Hogwarts, and the other was the captain of the British Quidditch team. He recently played a game against France on behalf of his country and achieved considerable results. He became famous and has to wear masks when going out recently.

His wife Qiu Zhang also followed behind him, with curved eyebrows and flowing eyes. She was wearing a cheongsam and her long black hair was draped over her back.

This was an exceptionally fresh beauty. Cedric hugged her tightly, stuck to Qiu Zhang, and showed his love to his good brother Neville.

For some reason, although they were almost three years apart in age at Hogwarts, they fell in love with each other and became good friends who could talk about anything.

Both of them have a greater unspoken understanding than others.

"Let's go and take a look. I heard that Hermione appeared in front and seemed to be injured, and then Ron ran out and took him away."

Neville smiled knowingly, and just as he was about to say something, his attention was drawn to a blank portrait on the side of the road.

"What are you looking at?"

"How come there is a blank picture here? You can even see the wood panels inside. There is a lot of wax on them. They sparkle in the daytime. It's really rare."

Cedric held his girlfriend and stood next to the portrait. "Could it be that the owner of the exhibition forgot to set it up, or was it stolen by someone else?"

“I don’t know, but I always feel like there should be a painting here.”

"What are you thinking about? Besides, what does it have to do with us?" Cedric patted Neville's shoulder vigorously.

When the two of them turned around, Qiu Zhang could clearly feel that Cedric beside him stiffened for a moment, and for a moment the temperature dropped rapidly, as if he was in the South Pole.

This feeling comes and goes quickly.

Instantly Cedric winked at him mischievously and squeezed his hand gently.

The three of them walked away together, and this blank portrait, however, soon after they left, revealed a wonderful scene.

This seems to be the Hogwarts Castle at night. The hall inside is brightly lit. The person standing in the front is Dumbledore. Next to him are the headmasters of the other two schools, as well as Crouch of the Ministry of Magic and Minister Fudge, all standing together with smiles on their faces.

In front of them was a Goblet of Fire, and beneath it stood four warriors.

Cedric, Harry Potter, Krum, Fleur.

Neville sat at the Gryffindor table, lost in the crowd. He was looking at the screaming letter in his hand. The bright red color seemed to be about to burst out and turn into the angry flame of his grandmother.

A huge black shadow was drawn behind Crouch, and Cedric used black and white to color it, which was very different from the colorful paintings of others.

There was a dark aura emanating from Karkaroff's brow, and half of his clothes were wet, which seemed to indicate that he would not be able to escape the fate of death soon after Voldemort's return.

The portrait flickered, and nearly half of the picture was gray, which seemed to foreshadow the demise and departure of life.

But the painting only appeared for a moment, and almost no one paid attention to it, before it was replaced by another painting carried by a man in blue work clothes.

Colorful, this is Honeydukes' shop. It is Christmas night, and there is snow outside the window. People outside the room are wearing warm coats, walking towards the castle with some difficulty.

Inside the Honeydukes candy store, there were crowds of people. A sneaky old man, wrapped up tightly, secretly took a bunch of candies and turned to the counter.

Mag, wearing a green wizard robe, appeared from nowhere, with his hands on his hips, staring at the sneaky man in front of him with some extreme anger.

Madam Pomfrey was standing behind her. Snape, who was leaning on the door frame, had a blank expression on his face, but there seemed to be a hint of impatience between his brows.

Covered with snow.

The beginning of the new year.

It's another cycle of rebirth.

Neville felt as if he had lost something when he left. His own destiny had briefly intersected with that man, and then they separated.

"Does this count as severing everything between myself and this world with my own hands?"

Harry had no way of knowing.

But he was very happy to see that the world seemed to have become what he had originally imagined it to be.

Perhaps the disputes between people are endless and may never stop.

Wherever there are people, there is the world. Harry cannot change their inner desires and impulses. Once Pandora's Box is opened, there is no way to recover it.

But, but I can do something meaningful and help some people get out of the trap that traps them.

He became a lonely soul between this world, no, it should be said that he was a foreign traveler. In two or three days, he would leave here and embark on a new journey of his life.

Angel followed behind him, and Harry never thought that he would be the one who would be with him in the end.

"Don't look at me like that, okay? I have normal sexual orientation and I like pretty girls."

Harry was completely confused by what he said.

"You've helped me so much, and we have a give-and-take relationship, so we don't owe each other anything. Let's put aside the past transaction and get to know each other again."

Harry extended his left hand in a friendly manner.

"Hello, I'm Harry Potter."

Angel got goosebumps all over his body because of what he said. He slapped his hand away with some disgust. "Don't try to trick me like that. You fooled me the first time I saw you last time. Tell me, what else do you want to do?"

"Host, don't trust him. He's a cunning fox. Look how badly he has tricked you. Ah, ah, ah, ah, stay away from him. Let's quickly go and take on the next mission."

"Okay, okay, I get it. Don't worry. Coming to this world can also be regarded as severing my karma."

The two communicated in their minds.

Harry's mind was also restless at this time. Two little friends, one blue and one purple, were jumping around in his sea of ​​consciousness.

"Hurry up, let me see what that guy is doing to us."

"Don't just talk about me, move yourself too. You haven't had anything to do here lately, but you've become so lazy and your work is not improving."

The two small balls were like colored lights in a karaoke bar, blinding Harry. He didn't want to see the two little guys going crazy anymore. He held his breath and felt that his future was bleak. Could these two guys really accompany him into new worlds? Angel, this guy, wouldn't be cheating me, right?

As if he noticed Harry's gaze, Angel patted his chest hard.

"Harry, I'll do the job, don't worry. I will never forget the friendship that saved your life in the past. Now I will fulfill my promise and take you to &+ place."

The key words were blocked, and Harry did not ask any more questions. After all, this was a tacit understanding between the two of them, and they would not pursue anything further.

Angel gently placed his hands on Harry's shoulders, and a strange film instantly covered his entire body. The silver threads remaining in Harry's body were about to fight back, but he suppressed them.

Just when Harry was about to fight back, a fatal sense of crisis swept through his body. Angel's hand on Harry's shoulder trembled violently, and he looked at him with some blame.

"Put that thing away for a minute. It's really scary."

Harry smiled sheepishly.

The ground was getting farther and farther away, and the sky was getting closer and closer, and with it came a huge pressure difference. The temperature dropped rapidly, and there were air currents and some tiny particles in the air. The higher you went, the more purple the color became, as if it happened in just a moment.

If you listen carefully, you can hear a "pop" sound.

The two broke through the atmosphere and came to the boundless space, using the moon as a transit station, and took a last look at the nostalgic planet.

"Don't be nervous. They are actually very easy to get along with. Especially since you have done a great favor to the world, according to past practice, they should bring you some small gifts for joining the company. However, some conservative people will have corresponding tests—"

Angel wanted to get angry when he mentioned this. Every newcomer's test would be an unspeakable and shameful memory. Unfortunately, he couldn't say anything more due to the restrictions of the rules. He could only pat this guy's shoulder vigorously and said -

“Good luck to you.”

I have to say, it is quite a happy thing to watch others suffer misfortune while you can sit back and relax.

He came to a mysterious space. Angel, who had just talked to him, stayed, wished him good luck, and then disappeared.

Harry knew that his own test was about to come. At this moment, he suddenly felt a familiar gaze falling on him.

After collecting the souls scattered around this world, he could clearly match them up with his experiences at that time.

When they traveled from the future to the past, they were stared at by this group of people. Their looks were not friendly. They were facing this group of people who had the power of life and death over them and were hiding in the dark and secretly observing them.

Harry began to feel nervous for the first time in a long time.

Although his total age was nearly 1000 years old, he looked like a newly hatched cub in front of them.

"I'm glad that you can complete the mission and join us, but before that, you need to take some small tests. I hope you can understand them." A voice suddenly sounded.

Another voice began to add, "This is the result of the test. It will not affect your joining our organization. It is just a sense of ritual unique to our group. I hope you can remember this clearly when the time comes."

Quite a bit of gloating.

Angel watched a few old acquaintances in front of him playing tricks and couldn't help but sigh at their bad taste.

This familiar prank ritual suddenly reminded him of the time in his hometown of Hogwarts, when parents would invariably scare their children by describing the entrance ceremony as extremely cruel, but in reality it was just a sorting ceremony of putting a hat on their heads.

How will Harry behave?

The surrounding scenes began to change rapidly, but somewhere in the distance, a mess appeared. Time and space began to distort here. A thing suddenly appeared, and then rushed towards Harry with its fangs and claws.

"Oh my god, how could that be?"

When he was greeted in his familiar native language, Harry did not feel annoyed, but felt particularly cordial.

"Why did you come out? Didn't I complete the mission?"

Harry asked the ball of flesh.

This guy who appeared in Antarctica in an extremely dazzling and gorgeous way, and then mobilized Muggles, and many people who were not killed by the nuclear bombs, was Harry's loyal subordinate.

But I can't bring it with me, which is a little regrettable. So I have to create a secret place for it to live a stable and happy life there.

No, everything in front of me is an illusion. Could it be that I still feel a little guilty towards him?

"You bastard! How dare you play a trick on me and leave me there alone."

Although Meatball looks scary, his tone is really hilarious.