Rebirth: I am the strongest second generation of Harry Potter

Albus Dumbledore came back from the Ministry of Magic very quickly. According to his description, the Death Eaters were very cautious about the attack on the Ministry of Magic. Most of the manpower was put into the attack on Hogwarts. After all, compared to attacking the Ministry of Magic, it was more cost-effective to sneak attack Hogwarts, which was mainly composed of students, had no Aurors, and had much worse resistance than the Ministry of Magic.

When Dumbledore returned to his office, he had a smile on his face.

Harry was very safe.

After all, they were not dealing with Quirrell, but Snape.

Although Snape's attack was indeed a bit heavy, it was at most some superficial injuries, and it would not take long for him to recover completely.

Dumbledore was in a very good mood.

Voldemort's plan was completely shattered.

The Death Eaters who participated in the operation and fled were basically arrested and brought to justice.

No one was injured.

Basically, everything happened as he expected.

Of course, he did not expect everything. Dumbledore's smile froze on his face when he saw Aberforth sitting in the principal's office.

""Oh, who is this?"

Aberforth's tone was quite bad. He just glanced at Albus Dumbledore who was walking up the spiral staircase with the corner of his eyes, and then quickly looked away. Aberforth continued,

"Let me think about it, our great Mr. Albus Dumbledore must be running around for the safety of the wizarding world. Of course, he is a very busy man, and the wizarding world cannot function properly without him."

Dumbledore wanted to argue, but Aberforth did not give him the chance.

"I need a reasonable explanation - why those guys appeared in Hogwarts, and why you were not in Hogwarts when they appeared."

Aberforth stood up from Dumbledore's chair, and he looked directly at Albus Dumbledore, and their blue eyes met.

"You should still remember your promise, Albus, do you need me to remind you?"

Dumbledore was so shocked by what Aberforth said that he couldn't even raise his head. He secretly looked at Hector standing aside - Hector certainly didn't dare to sit down. After confirming that Hector was not hurt, Aberforth reprimanded Hector very severely. This had never happened before. Aberforth had always been very doting on Hector. This was the first time he spoke to Hector so seriously.

Of course, Aberforth's reprimand was over soon, and he went straight to the principal's office.

Professor McGonagall had advised Aberforth, but her words were not enough to calm Aberforth's anger.

The sly stone beast at the door of the principal's office was far away.

When he saw that the approaching figure was Aberforth, he quickly made way.

Hector even detected a sense of fear in his eyes, which were always empty and lacking in emotion.

Aberforth sat directly on the recliner that belonged to Dumbledore, while Hector stood aside very honestly - the cold and angry aura of Aberforth was so scary that Hector couldn't even muster the desire to find a chair for himself in front of him.

Hector also tried to explain a few words to Aberforth, and soon he found that Aberforth's eyes were getting more and more unfriendly.

Hector's voice of explanation became smaller and smaller, and then he heard Aberforth say,

"So, you also want to hide it from me, right, Hector?"

Well, Hector dared not say a word now. This burden was too heavy. His small shoulders could not bear such a heavy crime. Whoever has broader shoulders can bear it. Grandpa Albus's shoulders must be the broadest.

Dumbledore found Hector standing aside and probably understood the current situation. The most urgent task now is to find a way to calm Aberforth's anger. Explanation is obviously not a good choice, so Dumbledore admitted his mistake directly.

"Aberforth, this is my fault. I should have told you in advance, but"

"But what, Albus?"Aberforth's momentum was so fierce that Dumbledore and Hector trembled almost at the same time. Aberforth's voice became colder and colder. Hector was very worried about his grandfather Albus.

"You promised me that you would not let Hector get involved in this matter."

Aberforth seemed to be quite unreasonable, but Dumbledore looked innocent. To be honest, it was not his idea for Hector to get involved in this matter, and Dumbledore himself was very unhappy to see Hector get involved in this matter.

"This was my idea, Grandpa,"

Hector admitted it very loyally. Dumbledore showed a relieved expression on his face, but Aberforth quickly responded to Hector's words.

"Albus can stop you, Hector, and the great Albus Dumbledore's plans are not known to anyone unless he wants you to know them."

"To be honest, Grandpa, I came up with the whole plan. To be precise, if I hadn't told him, he wouldn't know anything."

Dumbledore nodded vigorously, and he even gave Hector a thumbs up secretly where Aberforth couldn't see. It was hard for Aberforth to accept the news. He widened his eyes and looked at Hector who said this with confidence.

"This is how the same thing?"

"It's a long story."

Hector quickly brought Dumbledore's exclusive recliner over and helped Aberforth sit down, then quickly turned the pens on the table into two fairly sturdy chairs. After the increase in magic power, in addition to the amazing progress in casting spells, Hector found that the Transfiguration spell that was previously difficult to use also became much simpler.

Hector described his so-called ability to predict dreams to Aberforth in great detail. Aberforth was a little bit unbelievable. He cast a questioning look at Dumbledore, and Dumbledore nodded firmly. Hector also told Aberforth about his plan in detail. Aberforth was particularly surprised by his grandson's knowledge, but his mood was still quite bad.

"I can't imagine that you can hide so many things from me!" Aberforth muttered this, and all Dumbledore and Hector could do was stare at their toes. However, Aberforth's mood was obviously not as bad as before. He was still very surprised and satisfied with his eldest grandson's amazing talent. He touched Hector's head and forgave Hector.

"Don't keep secrets from me in the future."

Hearing Aberforth's obviously relaxed tone, Hector nodded quickly and swore that he would inform Aberforth in advance of any future events. Aberforth finally smiled again, and he touched Hector's head.

"Go back to the dormitory first, Hector. The kid needs to have a good rest at night."

Hector nodded, and hurriedly said good night to Aberforth and Dumbledore, then turned around and ran out of the principal's office quickly. Dumbledore still sat on the chair that Hector had conjured up - if possible, Dumbledore also wanted to run away as quickly as Hector, but there was no way, after all, this was the principal's office. But Aberforth had no intention of leaving, and Dumbledore didn't have the courage to chase him away.

Aberforth stood up from the chair, and Dumbledore also quickly stood up from the chair.

"There won't be a next time, I swear, Albus."

Dumbledore didn't dare to say anything, he could only nod his head.

Hector had a very pleasant night.

Harry, Ron and Neville were not there.

Ron was unfortunately injured when he passed the chess game set by Professor McGonagall.

Neville and Hermione sent Ron to the infirmary after helping Harry solve the level set by Snape.

As for Harry, he was also sent to the school infirmary by Professor Snape who was not gentle with him.

According to Snape, he did this to make Harry remember it well and not to face such things with such a reckless style in the future.

Of course, it was Dumbledore who sent Harry to the infirmary. He first affirmed Snape's lifelike acting skills, and then very tactfully made a little suggestion on the scale. Then the arrogant Snape just responded with a cold snort, and then strode away. Walked to his office.

What a tsundere, isn't he? Dumbledore thought so in his heart.

When Harry woke up, it was already the last day before leaving school.

He opened his eyes and saw Professor Dumbledore sitting on the bed next to him, flipping through a book and chewing something.

Dumbledore patiently explained everything to Harry, including the final whereabouts of the Philosopher's Stone, what happened that night, and why Professor Snape seemed to hate him so much, but was willing to lend a helping hand to Harry when he was in the most dangerous situation - of course, Dumbledore used the reason that Harry's father James had saved Snape's life.

This reason did not sound very convincing, and there was no way to explain why Snape had been so against Harry before, but in view of Dumbledore's credibility, Harry still accepted this reason.

"Professor Dumbledore, where is Hector?"

Harry asked this question. During their adventure, they heard fierce fighting outside the castle more than once, and this series of sounds disappeared after a dazzling white light. Harry had only seen one person use a similar trick in front of them, and that was Hector. The scene where Hector used the unlocking spell to make the effect of a flash bomb on Halloween left a deep impression on Harry.

"Why do you ask, Harry?"Dumbledore obviously didn't expect Harry to ask this question. He asked back, trying to buy himself more time to think.

"That night we heard a fierce fight outside Hogwarts, and the fight stopped completely after a sudden blinding white light. I remember that this happened to Hector when he used my wand. My wand glowed inexplicably when it was in his hand, and he couldn't use it for long at all."

This is how Harry explained it, his thoughts were very clear, and he had a vague feeling that he had discovered something. Harry continued,

"I have never figured out why Hector is so sure that Quirrell is the real culprit. Why does Hector suddenly disappear without any signs, and then come back just when we need him? Is this all a coincidence? It always feels weird, and Quirrell is the same. He has never spoken so fluently.It's really strange."

Dumbledore showed a nervous look for a moment, but luckily Harry was still immersed in his own thoughts and didn't notice the change in Dumbledore's expression. Dumbledore did a very good job of covering up his mistake, and in just a moment, he returned to his original calm state.

"Very interesting thinking, Harry, that's good. You can never be too cautious when dealing with Voldemort."

Dumbledore's face was as gentle and elegant as always. His voice was very magnetic and contagious. Harry unconsciously came out of his silent thinking. He looked at Dumbledore. The old man in front of him seemed to want to answer his doubts. Dumbledore continued,

"There is nothing to be confused about regarding Hector. Hector found me on the day after the exam. His grandfather, who is also my brother, had some private things to do with Hector. I don't know what it was. Or I brought him back to school. If he appeared just when you needed him, it should be a coincidence. Harry, you have to trust your friends if you regard Hector as your friend."

Harry nodded quickly.

He has always had a good impression of Hector.

He does not have the domineering feeling of other young wizards from pure-blood families.

Hector's easy-going, friendly and humorous qualities made Harry feel very relaxed when he was with him.

It was just that the timing of the coincidences mentioned by Professor Dumbledore was too sensitive, which made Harry a little suspicious.

However, after hearing what Professor Dumbledore said, and thinking of Hector's usual attitude of not caring about anything as long as he was not provoked, Harry's doubts were gradually dispelled.

After all, there was really no need to doubt Hector, who looked particularly lazy at ordinary times. Except for his excessive strength, Hector did not seem to have any special features. It was still too difficult for Harry to determine that Hector was behind the layout. After all, this involved suspecting two Dumbledores at once, and Harry did not have the courage to do so now.

"As for Quirrell, maybe he was excited because his goal was about to be achieved? But Harry, Voldemort's plan seems to have been completely shattered - most of the Death Eaters who have escaped legal punishment in the past decade have been caught in one fell swoop, and it will be much more difficult for Voldemort to make any trouble next time."

Harry sat up from the bed, the excitement in his eyes was hard to hide, and Dumbledore still had a kind and gentle smile

"I know that Voldemort has not been destroyed, but dealing with Voldemort is not something a first-year wizard should consider. What you need to do now is to study hard and accumulate strength for yourself. Voldemort will come back eventually. I can't stop him forever. This responsibility will eventually fall on your shoulders. But not now, Harry."

""When is that?" Harry asked seriously, his eyes sparkling. Harry almost stood on the bed.

Dumbledore calmed Harry down, staring into Harry's green eyes and said seriously,

"When you are ready."

Harry had completely forgotten his original question, as his emotions were completely ignited by Dumbledore's words. Dumbledore also cleverly took this opportunity to brush aside the question of"What did Hector do?" He found an excuse to quickly leave the infirmary, leaving Harry alone and excited.

As for Harry remembering to ask Hector later, that was Hector's business. What did it have to do with me, Albus? Dumbledore's steps became lighter as he thought of this.