Harry Potter and the Rebirth

At some point, the two people had merged into one. A pocket watch appeared out of thin air around Harry's neck, floated up, and swayed gently. Everyone stopped, including Dumbledore who was rushing over.

The castle shook slightly, and Mag, who was still in the principal's office, felt that she had lost contact with the castle in an instant. It was only a moment, but it seemed to last forever.

The diffuse fog left the sleeping people, and the few intruders who had sneaked in fell to the ground under the heavy burden, and their foreheads hit the floor heavily with a "bang" sound.

It gathered in an instant, passed through the gap in the middle of the spiral staircase, quickly passed through the floor, smashed a fist-sized hole, and arrived at the observatory.

The mist slowly transformed into a human figure, and the wall next to it condensed into a face made up of silver spots of light, and the two slowly merged together.

Dumbledore watched helplessly, he never expected that this castle had hidden such a life at some point.

Very familiar.

Dumbledore was extremely sure. He tried hard to open his eyes wide to see clearly who the composite figure was, but the overwhelming sleepiness turned into the most sticky glue, which spread layer after layer between his upper and lower eyelids.

Can't sleep, absolutely can't sleep.

A red shadow flashed on his body, the light became extremely bright, and then it was pressed down by a force.

Fawkes uttered an unwilling cry, then lowered his head and sank into Dumbledore's body.

The trump card I wanted to keep for last seems to be of no use now.

"Go to sleep——"

Whisper softly.

Lofitt, who appeared here, opened his arms and hugged Harry, "You are worthy of your promise to me. You have worked so hard."

"You've worked hard too." Harry had a neutral beauty at this time. He blinked playfully, and then watched Loffitt appear and slowly disappear into the Hogwarts Castle.

Do not disturb the sleeping dragon.

This life that has been loyally guarding Hogwarts from beginning to end has completed its mission in another way. The fate of that world has been cut off, but the fate of this world continues.

Loffitt must have tampered with everyone's memory. Harry squatted down and looked at Ron and Hermione, who were sleeping on the floor with their heads close together, and the little Dobby, who seemed to have noticed something, as he was still hugging his calves tightly.

I have to do my final job well and stand my last shift.

With so many people gathered in the castle, perhaps they should have a common memory.

Snape leaned against the wall, his body slowly sliding down, his eyes closed, his chest rising and falling, and he was obviously asleep at this moment, and Draco naturally rested his head on his thighs.

At this time, the godfather and godson are very close.

Harry came to the unconscious Dumbledore, and after confirming that he was not awake, he dragged him aside, looked at his face carefully, and then took out a milky white round bead from his chest, on which there was a fluorescent light slowly rotating.

Mr. Grindelwald is not suitable to be here.

Harry decided to put him in a secret place, hoping that there would be no loopholes in the woven memory.

Silver threads gushed out from his palms and tightly surrounded Grindelwald's head. After five or six minutes, the silver threads disappeared, and he had some bad intentions.

Honey took out a photo stone from her pocket, and then stuffed it into Dumbledore's pocket without any hesitation. Several white candies with a milky flavor fell to the ground.

The headmaster still loves sweets so much that Madam Pomfrey is running out of tooth-healthy potion.

Harry complained in his heart, but he also had some anticipation. When Dumbledore woke up and found what was written on the shadow ball on his body, his expression would be so wonderful.

Unfortunately, I couldn't see it at that time.

Although there were many people in the entire castle, they were unusually quiet, with only the slight sound of breathing when they were sleeping. Occasionally one or two people would come out of the common room, and Harry was so scared that he wanted to use amnesiac on them, but when he walked closer and took a closer look, he found that they seemed to be sleepwalking.

When Harry left the room, Hermione, who he thought was asleep, suddenly moved her fingers. She took out the hand that was under Ron and hid a blade between her fingers.

In order to prevent Harry from smelling the blood, the clever little witch isolated her hand from the surrounding space and cast a miniature protective barrier.

Harry.

Hermione was in a complicated state of mind. She glanced at Ron who was soundly sleeping, kicked him in annoyance, looked at the fresh grey footprints on his black wizard robe, and then strode away.

He was sleeping like a fool and didn't even notice Harry's obvious flaw. He still followed him around happily. How on earth did I fall in love with him at that time?

"Hermione—don't go with him."

Hermione was startled when she walked to the door. When she turned around, she found that Ron had stood up at some point, but his eyes were closed as if he was sleepwalking.

She had lived with him for so many years and had never seen such an outrageous situation. How could she not know that Ron could sleepwalk?

If she didn't catch up, Harry would be gone. Hermione stomped her feet and then sealed the whole room to ensure that no one would fall from a height due to sleepwalking and become the first wizard to die in a dream. This would definitely be recorded by Luna in her magazine and then be laughed at by the world.

After leaving everyone's sight, brown age spots began to appear on Harry's face, and he walked a little unsteadily, but he seemed very happy.

He walked quietly into the empty hall. Even the house-elves inside were stunned by the fog. When they woke up again, everything was normal.

A crunch.

Harry pushed open the door. The color of the door was a little blue at the moment, and it emitted an eerie light under the moonlight.

The bright moonlight outside rushed into the castle, and the whole castle moved. Luo Fit appeared again. There was no shadow under his feet this time, and one could even see through his body the dandelions swaying in the breeze behind him.

At this time, the dandelion umbrellas had turned into silver-white and surrounded Harry.

"We'll meet again, right?"

Luo Fitt felt a little reluctant. This guy who had lived for thousands of years was actually in tears at this moment.

"talk later."

Harry waved his hand nonchalantly. Although he looked like an old man who was about to enter the twilight of his life, one could still see the youthful vigor and vitality in his eyes.

"Is it worth it? No one will remember you. You changed the entire timeline, and the final price is to disappear. I won't do that either, you know?"

Seeing Harry's indifferent look, Lofit felt a little angry, but more of it was heartache. His soul was in such a state that he couldn't touch Harry's body, and he could only run back and forth beside him again and again.

"The moment the sun rises, you will disappear like bubbles like the little mermaid in the Muggle world. Is it worth it?"

Friends, relatives, lovers, teachers——

Everyone who once had contact with him will have their life trajectories slightly changed because of his disappearance.

Maybe some people will disappear, but more people will survive.

Although sometimes human life cannot be measured by quantity, Harry can decide whether it makes sense to exchange his own life for the lives of so many people.

This was an interlocking plot that spanned three worlds and had been planned for thousands of years, with each person falling exactly into the position that Harry wanted.

James and Lily are Harry's biological parents. Even if they can come to this world, they will disappear with Harry. They are an inevitable part of Harry's plan, so he can only ask Angel to take them away from this time and space.

This is the only one who can.

As for the rest, Hermione is still the smart little witch who fights for the weak and establishes the House-Elf Rights Promotion Association. On the premise of memorizing the Hogwarts school rules, she tests the rules left and right and then finds the side that is more beneficial to her.

Ron should not feel inferior again. He went to such an equal and open world where there are no wizards. He would not become cowardly because of his brothers' excellence. The extra life experience would make him more mature and better face his life.

As for Voldemort, Harry took him away.

This unfortunate guy, Harry has never let him escape from his grasp since the day he plotted against him. The only loophole is that he got involved with Dumbledore for some unknown reason. In the end, he could only be cautious and try every means to separate the two.

Grindelwald did a pretty good job, and Bai You was also very obedient. No, to be precise, it should be Draco.

I don’t know if Draco, who has the memory of a dragon and Anigmas can still transform into a dragon, might be satisfied with his compensation to him.

But at this point, what else is there to say?

I don't know when, the morning light was dim, and as the sky turned pale, with Hogwarts as the background, an old man was sitting on the lawn, looking at the big tree beside the Black Lake, where his parents had fallen in love. Professor Snape was leaning on the branch, revealing his big underpants.

Voldemort led his Death Eaters and fought the final battle with the brave Hogwarts.

He foolishly ran to the Forbidden Forest alone, and faced death bravely with the company of his parents and people who had died before.

And now, it is really warm.

Harry took a deep breath of the fresh morning air with some comfort, dandelions were falling in front of him, and Loffitt had disappeared long ago.

In a corner that Harry couldn't see, Hermione sat alone at the Gryffindor table. She didn't know why she suddenly came to Hogwarts, nor did she know why she had arrived. It was time to get up, but she didn't see anyone.

A voice kept telling her to open the door.

The clever little witch always trusted her intuition. She looked at the scabbed palm of her hand, on which were carved two letters.

"HP"

Why should I carve these two letters on my palm? Something outside the door attracted her. Hermione walked out of the hall, from darkness to light. She was dazzled for a moment and had to cover her eyes with the back of her hand.

The HP on the palm of his hand actually showed signs of melting under the light.

From behind, I could vaguely see a person lying on the lawn near the Black Lake.

Finally someone is here.

She didn't know why she suddenly felt very fortunate.

But when she put her hands down, she could no longer see the figure, as if the scene just now was just an illusion.

My hands hurt so much.

Why does my hand hurt? Hermione looked at her fair palm, which had a faint red mark on it, as if it was caused by her sleeping on the table.

She quickly came to the edge of the Black Lake and looked at the orange sky. She felt as if she had seen it someday in the past. Was there someone I should be missing?

Tears rolled down from the corners of my eyes.

Suddenly a strong wind blew up, and with Hogwarts as the center, countless silver spots of light scattered in the air. As the Minister of Magic, Hermione had established strongholds in the UK that were connected to each other, and then spread across the entire planet at a speed faster than light. Almost all living things were covered with silver spots of light.

From that moment on, the moon that everyone looked up at at night changed from warm yellow and cool white to real silver.

The moonlight is like a refining wire, and at this moment, it actually becomes a concrete reality.

Really, should they really have a relationship? Hermione always felt empty inside when she thought about this. She obviously had a crush on Ron, but for some reason, the two of them could never take that step.

The childhood sweethearts who had been together since their early childhood were assigned to Gryffindor, but they particularly liked the emerald green color. Even though there was Snape, the master of deducting points in Slytherin House, they did not feel any resentment towards him.

And there was a freak in that college. The guy didn't like his platinum hair, so he dyed it black. He also particularly hated the color green, so he stubbornly changed all the green elements on his body into red.

As the best magic school in the UK, Hogwarts is jointly certified by the Ministry of Magic and the Queen of England. All children of school age in the country can go to school here.

As the oldest Hogwarts, its headmaster's office is a holy place of pilgrimage in the memories of quite a few people.

Every headmaster would hang his or her own portrait on the wall for newcomers to admire, but since when, there has been a blank portrait frame between Snape and Professor McGonagall.

This portrait seemed to be built into the castle. No matter what magic the principal used, the portrait frame could not be moved from here at all.

The blank portrait frame has not existed since the four Gryffindors jointly established Hogwarts. No one knows the reason, but someone once swore that he could see a thin figure on it.

But no one knew who that was.

Hermione found it very familiar. Every time she saw that thing, she wanted to cry and became less like herself.

It seemed that something had once met with the worst outcome despite its best efforts, and lost the most important thing in its life.

"what are you doing?"

Ron woke up without knowing when. He shook his dizzy head and recalled the nightmare he had while sleeping.

Are you kidding me? How can there be people without magic in the world? What a cruel world this is.