Harry Potter and the Rebirth

Professor Snape's face was covered with a thick layer of wall dust. His originally greasy hair was wrapped by the splashing brown-green gas, forming columnar hair as thick as fingers, which was the Pro Max Plus version of dreadlocks.

A black wizard robe that fits tightly and is covered with a black and green waistcoat on top.

Snape's heart has now turned into a burning volcano. If anyone says something to him, the volcano will erupt and turn everyone into ash, which will moisten the soil beneath the volcano.

The wizards sitting in their seats lowered their heads. No one dared to witness the miserable situation of Professor Bat at this time. Although they did not say anything, their shaking shoulders revealed many things. The little witch in the front had shaking shoulders like a butterfly spreading its wings to fly, and this butterfly landed on the erupting volcano, and all of a sudden only ashes were left.

Everyone was kicked out except Snape.

He cleaned the stains on his body, but the new look was not so easy to remove. The potion he brewed this time would require some new potions to remove it.

He remembered the voice that had just made him lose consciousness. Why did it sound so much like the troll from Gryffindor?

He listened carefully again, but there was no sound. Could it be his own hallucination? Did he miss Harry so much? For various reasons, when Snape was in Harry's sea of ​​consciousness, Harry concealed his magical abilities from him for various considerations.

When calling Professor, Harry got a little scared after a few calls. A gaze from the abyss made Harry shut his mouth. The abyss came from Snape's eyes.

During the hesitation, that minute of communication is missed.

Or we should call Dobby and ask him to go talk to Professor Snape to see if we can discuss it.

Harry glanced warily at Voldemort, who was resting with his eyes closed, and recalled his control ability. He was very sure that Voldemort would not hurt him. This was the first time that this system did something good.

In the mysterious space of Gryffindor, the sky outside the castle suddenly changed. It was covered with dark clouds and yellow lightning struck from time to time. The water in the Black Lake was shaking violently, and most of it spilled on the shore. The grass on the shore was moistened all of a sudden and grew wildly. Some of the grass grew to a height of two meters.

A swirling pool of water appeared in the center of the Black Lake. The pool was getting bigger and bigger, and a huge octopus was looming in the vortex.

In the real world, outside Hogwarts Castle, it was a sunny and windy day, and some Quidditch teams were training on the playground.

Some walked on the lawn, others headed toward the greenhouse.

Some students who did not have classes were walking by the lake, some were resting under the shade of trees, and others were taking out their fishing rods and casting the hooks into the Black Lake. A huge octopus tentacle popped out and was happily communicating with the little wizard who was fishing.

The fishing rod was rolled into the octopus's tentacles and then thrown out, hitting a passing classmate hard on the head. The unfortunate child touched his wet hair and finally decided to stay away from the big octopus.

The big octopus was in high spirits. On the other octopus's tentacles stood a few brave little wizards, two of whom had red hair and were particularly noticeable. They were laughing and making noises wantonly.

Suddenly, the sky outside Hogwarts darkened, as if someone had blocked the sunlight. The whole world suddenly became dark. Some people looked up curiously and found that a very thick and huge black cloud was floating over Hogwarts. Although the sun was still shining in the distance, there was a risk of rain nearby.

Dark clouds pressed down on the city, threatening to destroy it. Armor shone like golden scales towards the sun. Suddenly, a yellow lightning flashed in the middle of the dark clouds.

At this moment, the space of Gryffindor reached an unprecedented consensus with the outside world. One of the four founders of Hogwarts only then revealed his true influence on the castle.

With the help of Harry's body, the progress bar on the glass wall was rushing up crazily. Bai You looked at it in surprise, with his mouth wide open, which did not close for a long time.

Dumbledore, who was thousands of miles away, felt his control over the school suddenly decline exponentially, just like the stock market trend during the financial crisis, which was heartbreaking.

He secretly cried out in alarm and called out to his Phoenix Fawkes in his heart. At the same time, he said sorry to the person he was chatting with, and immediately changed to Apparition.

As soon as Nick Mellor took out the Philosopher's Stone in his hand, he saw his old friend running away in a rage.

How did the Philosopher's Stone get returned?

Harry just agreed to this plan, his head became dizzy and he lost consciousness.

"It doesn't have to wait two days." "Harry" opened his eyes again, and this time his body contained a majestic and great soul.

"Harry"'s emerald green eyes, with a blue glow hidden deep within, are swaying slightly. Still waters run deep, and this is the confidence that has accumulated over thousands of years.

He pointed his wand at Voldemort.

"You are Voldemort?"

Bai You's entire space was still, and suddenly his connection with Harry was cut off. He couldn't see clearly what was happening in the outside world. Only the progress bar that was jumping up wildly might indicate that something was happening.

The whole castle came alive.

There was a slight tremor, the walls of the thousand-year-old castle were shaking slightly, the portraits began to stir, the cavalrymen hidden in the corners began to wipe off the dust on their bodies, revealing their spears, and the spiral staircases between the floors began to spin wildly.

The door of the secret room in the washroom on the second floor opened and closed again, and Myrtle, who was so scared that she cried, crawled into the toilet and escaped again.

Suddenly, a beam of light emerged from the depths of the quiet forest and rushed towards the Black Lake. It was so scary that the person hiding inside was terrified. What was going on? Was it Dumbledore who called him? He looked around helplessly. He was surrounded by a mysterious magic. He planned to sneak out after a while, disguised as a student.

The statues in the Ravenclaw dormitory emitted a blue light, and the portraits of successive headmasters in the headmaster's office suddenly felt a mysterious force calling them.

The four colored funnels placed in front of the auditorium were spinning violently at this time. This was the first headmaster since the establishment of Hogwarts. Everyone was happy about his arrival.

"Quiet."

Hogwarts returned to peace once again, as if the turmoil just now was just an illusion.

Professor Cat rubbed his eyes, looked at the chattering little wizards below, and said sternly, "Let's start the class. What are you looking at? Have you learned everything I just taught you?"

Snape, who had finished class early, cast an Disillusionment Charm on himself, quietly avoided the young wizard, and prepared to sneak into the Potions Office to prepare the potion, change his appearance first, and then do other things.

But when he was preparing the potion, the castle shook again, and this time his hair turned into an afro.

Snape opened his mouth and a puff of black smoke came out of it. He coughed bitterly and felt that he had a very unlucky day today.

After "Harry" shouted for silence, the castle fell silent. Voldemort stared at Harry, who had suddenly changed, in amazement, and stopped the crown. The crown had already escaped to the depths of the pile of junk when Harry's aura changed, and buried itself in the textbooks. He then put the textbooks in the shabby desk, and placed the desk next to the bookshelf.

He used the magic power he had accumulated over the years, wishing to surround himself with everything.

A big part of the reason why Voldemort is still alive and successful is because of his ability to judge the situation. He believes that this is a fine tradition of Slytherin.

"Youngster, I heard you are very arrogant."

"Harry" approached slowly, the tip of his wand crackling with electricity.