Harry Potter and the Rebirth

In the Hogwarts Castle in another world, although it was getting dark and the mountains in the distance were blurred, leaving only a gray shadow, it was obviously an extremely boring scenery, but many people rushed to the windows and greedily looked at the outside world.

How many people have never seen the real sun?

When the bright moonlight sprinkled on the earth, with occasional one or two beams falling on the floor, they squatted down, looking at the cold light, and did not dare to move forward.

Arthur came over. He had received an order from Dumbledore that some people had sneaked into Hogwarts from outside. They needed to be found and invited into a room where Hermione would examine them.

Logically speaking, he is old now and should not be doing this kind of errand work, but this is Dumbledore after all, Dumbledore who has returned from the dead, but this kind of thing can actually bring back the feeling of the past.

He would rush around in the crowd in a spirited manner.

"By the way, where did those two guys George and Fred go? Could they be tinkering with those so-called secret passages again?" Thinking of this, Arthur suddenly became uncertain. The events of the past came to his mind vividly, and the alarm bells in his mind instantly rang.

Or should we find them first? Normally, a man of his age shouldn't be so childish, but after Ron woke up, Arthur accidentally saw the two of them put their heads together, as if they were quietly discussing something.

People who ride on a flying broomstick, rush into the examination room with fireworks, and beat the professor who is invigilating the examination out of the castle during the exam should not have their naughty nature ignored just because they are older.

Arthur frowned at the thought of this, and suddenly he envied his old rival Lucius. His child had grown up to be very mature and steady, and was willing to go through fire and water for his friends. It was really a blessing in disguise.

Draco was sitting with his parents at this time. He had just returned from the Slytherin common room and helped Snape renovate all the dormitories to ensure that all the graduates from Slytherin College had a place to live.

He is here to pick up his parents.

"Can't we live with Snape?" Lucius was being cautious at this moment. He, who had always been able to call the shots, now seemed a little dwarfed in front of his son.

Not out of fear, but out of guilt.

There was a doll in the house. Draco didn't say anything at the time, but the more he thought about it, the more scared he became.

"Professor Snape has some things to do." Draco looked normal, and smiled as warmly as usual, as if there was no gap of more than ten years between them, and no child existed.

At that time, Lucius confidently handed over everything the family had to Draco. Although the first few years were difficult and tortuous, they worked together and slowly the whole family got on the right track.

Who would have expected——

Narcissa didn't know what to say. Having integrated the memories of two worlds, she felt a little divided at the moment.

They followed Draco silently. The young master who was once naive, reckless and arrogant now showed calmness and reliability. He even treated the Muggles that he hated the most in the past as equals.

Draco's mind was not on his parents. Harry's voice appeared again in the evening, asking him to go to the rooftop when he sent his parents back to the Slytherin common room.

The tower that is usually used for astronomy classes should have gathered quite a few people at this moment.

Draco carefully observed the people passing by and found that some of them looked unfamiliar. Among them was a fat man. He was round all over, and the fat on his face made his eyes narrow into slits, making him look like a large inflated ball.

Draco was guarding the gate. He had seen everyone who arrived in the castle. Even the last one, he helped her to settle down. When did this person appear?

"child?"

A voice came from behind.

"Oh, please come over, I have something urgent to do." His parents have also lived in Hogwarts Castle for a long time, and the entrance to the Slytherin common room is not far away.

"Password——"

"glory."

Lucius helped Narcissa in, but he felt a little bitter. He turned his head to look at his child, and his hurriedly leaving back seemed a little lonely.

The gradually darkening sky swallowed up his figure, and the people coming and going made the distance between them gradually widen.

"I'm going to go look for Draco, you wait here until I come back."

After sending his wife to the lounge, Lucius decided to have a good talk with his son. Since the day mankind was born, teamwork and labor have promoted the development of thinking language.

Language is a key that opens the closed door between people and becomes a bridge for them to interact and communicate with each other.

Once a rift arises and the affection has not yet faded, it should be resolved as soon as possible, either by cutting it off cleanly or making amends.

In a word, long live understanding.

Lucius followed him up. The head of the Malfoy family was still in good shape, but not everyone was qualified to work under Voldemort. He followed his children.

Draco followed the fat ball-like guy, and because he was too conspicuous, he was wandering around the castle like a headless fly.

He was still mumbling something.

During the time he observed, this guy seemed to be obsessed with the game of climbing stairs, from the first floor to the eighth floor, and then from the eighth floor to the fifth floor, without any pattern, but as if he was looking for something.

The time was almost up, and Draco kept this situation in mind, ready to report to Harry when he saw him.

Why would your child go to such a high floor?

In his memory, there should be only one tower for astronomy classes at the top. Go in this direction -

hiss--

Lucius touched his chin, feeling as if he had touched some of Draco's secrets. Should he give his child some space? However, Draco had been guarding the blue door in the cave, and he and his usual nemesis Ron had an inexplicable tacit understanding between the two.

This matter is about Harry.

Lucius' eyes lit up. Perhaps he and his wife could escape from the current predicament and return to their home.

Such a huge industry is left unattended. If the news gets out that the couple are trapped in Hogwarts, there will probably be a lot of losses.

What's more, the child, who was a dozen years younger than Draco, was left alone in Malfoy Manor. Although he was taken care of by the house-elves, he still felt uneasy.

Let's follow and see, there shouldn't be any big problems.

At this moment, he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure out of the corner of his eye.

The two had fought in a bookstore and ridiculed each other in the Ministry of Magic. As the head of the Malfoy family, it was simply damaging to his reputation to argue with a declining pure-blood red-haired Weasley.

However, that guy got entangled with him without knowing the good, and Draco almost discovered him.

"What are you doing?" Arthur pulled Lucius into the dark and looked at his old rival with suspicion.

As a man who had defected to Voldemort twice, he was extremely worried. It could be said that the people he was most wary of in the entire castle were those who had once been Voldemort's subordinates.

Arthur also followed the fat man here and found that young Malfoy seemed to have noticed something was wrong. When he was about to say hello, he found that the cunning and treacherous old Malfoy was hiding in the dark, and it was obvious that he was not doing anything good.

Lucius shook it off with all his strength, cursing inwardly, and when he looked forward again, his child was nowhere to be seen.

"You are born to defeat me."

He said this and left angrily. He couldn't follow his child in front of the red-haired poor guy, otherwise he would lose all his face.

Then wait for Draco to come back and ask him yourself.

After all this trouble, the fat ball that was once a very conspicuous target disappeared into some corner.

Arthur followed the direction Lucius originally wanted to go and looked at the corridor inside. It was empty, clean, deserted and lifeless.

If it weren't for the house-elves that cleaned it regularly, this place would definitely be suitable for the filming of a ghost movie.

Arthur recalled his experience of watching movies in a Muggle cinema, and felt itchy for a moment. Although it was not as good as those wizards, some of the movies were really good.

Muggles still have something.

Let's go downstairs and look for it. He turned around and caught up with Lucius. Maybe this guy knows something. Relying on a man's sixth sense, Arthur thought with great certainty.

Of course, these things could not be solved by Arthur alone. Dumbledore gave instructions to many people at the same time and went to the principal's office on the eighth floor.

After him came Severus, and behind Severus came the smiling Mag.

They were all winking at him with a smile.

This place is both the same as when he was here and yet somewhat different, Dumbledore thought with some melancholy.

Harry, how far have you come in your plan? Where are you now?

After dinner, everyone returned to their assigned dormitories. Although some people did not want to, as they were eager to visit Hogwarts, they were jointly forbidden by the current Minister of Magic and the Headmaster of Hogwarts.

They said that outsiders had entered the castle and they wanted to find them all.

Snape cooperated with the investigation and came to the Slytherin common room. Looking at the huge crowd of people, he felt a little overwhelmed. As expected, Dumbledore would find trouble for him.

There are so many people, not to mention that damn Potter let in so many of them at the end. Several of them looked like they had lived in Knockturn Alley for a long time. They were smooth, cunning, and a little crazy. This feeling was all too familiar.

The fat man hid in the corner. He wanted to slap himself at this moment, but he couldn't resist the call of his heart. He shook off the people following him and came to the underground floor happily, wanting to find the legendary secret. He took a lot of effort to sneak into the dormitory, but he didn't expect to be greeted with a major inspection.

If I had known earlier, I would have hidden in an empty classroom to avoid the limelight.

As soon as Snape stated his intention, everyone's eyes fell on the darkness. He walked forward, and I found the man who was holding his head, squatting on the ground and trembling.

"who are you?"

With just one glance, Snape could tell that this guy had sneaked into Hogwarts from outside.

Anyone coming out of that world will have more or less traces of pink mist on their bodies, and as one of the people who has done the most in-depth research on this kind of thing, he can be extremely sure that there is definitely something wrong with this guy.

The fat man's face turned red. He definitely couldn't run away with so many wizards. Anyway, he wouldn't die if he went out. He just thought of it as a stroll here. Isn't the worst result to be kicked out?

At this point he mustered up his courage and stood up.

"Yes, I am the person you are looking for, but I didn't do anything." Some hostile looks made the fat man's fat body seem to shrink in an instant.

"Who else came with you?"

"There are quite a few more, but they all cover their faces."

Snape's eyes gradually became dangerous.

"Stop, stop. I know another guy. He's the one who organized us to come here. I heard you have a Pensieve here. I can show you my memories."

"Don't use Legilimency on me!" The fat man was a little afraid of Snape. He looked at him as if he had met his natural enemy. For a groundhog, the fat man was particularly disgusted with creatures like bats.

As he walked, his round belly trembled up and down, and his clothes had many wrinkles. Thinking of the experience of almost getting stuck in the passage, the fat man burst into tears and was somewhat reluctant to leave here again.

"Are you going?"

"I won't leave. If you have the guts, pull me away. Otherwise, don't even think about letting me leave here."

The fat guy acted like a spoiled child and sat on the ground, starting to roll around.

Snape had never seen such a guy before. He was difficult to deal with, like snot, disgusting and sticky.

He was really furious. Even if he was working like crazy, Occlumency couldn't calm him down. The last time he was so angry was at James Potter.

Snape laughed out of anger, thinking of some people with ill intentions in the common room, and felt that it was time for him to show some strength.

As a target of killing the chicken to scare the monkeys, the fat man really ran into the muzzle of his gun.

Although the fat in the fat man's body has a good warming effect, he still couldn't help shivering at this moment.

Shouldn't it?

There was no way I was really going to see Merlin just because of this matter.

The outcome is hard to say, but the fat man will not feel good afterwards.

It can be said that when the enemy advances, I retreat; when the enemy is tired, I harass. The fat man ran around quickly among the crowd with an extremely flexible posture, which was completely inconsistent with his huge body.

"Stand there and don't move."

Although there were a lot of people here, none of them had the idea of ​​taking action, but instead watched this farce with relish.

Someone even "accidentally" blocked Snape, helping the fat man to play house with the former Head of Slytherin in this space.

"Don't tell me, he's actually quite amazing."

One muttered to himself, and Snape's face successfully turned the same color as his clothes.