Rebirth of the Harry Potter

They never saw Lockhart again for several days.

He never appeared at the teacher's table at meals, and it seemed that he wanted to wait for everyone to forget about it.

Colin never bothered Harry again.

You see, the matter is easy to solve, as long as we talk about it, nothing will happen.

Ron concocted some glue and pasted it on the split part of the wand. Although it still often glowed and smoked, at least it worked.

As a result, there was always a space around Ron every time he had a class that used a wand.

...

The weekend is here.

Harry was glad he turned down the Gryffindor Quidditch team.

Because they have to go to the field for training before dawn.

The previously vacated Seeker spot has been filled.

But the Quidditch captain Oliver Wood wanted Harry to join more, because he said that the newly joined players could not compare with Harry, progressed very slowly, and cooperated very poorly.

Harry still refused.

He has a nerdy heart, moving is worse than being still, and Quidditch training seems to him like a waste of time.

What's more, Zhang Qiu also joined Ravenclaw's Quidditch team.

What should Harry do when he meets Ravenclaw on the court?

What straight men do is to shout passionately: "I won't let you, let's work hard together"

Then beat Zhang Qiu to pieces.

Harry couldn't be that stupid.

...

Fred and George had just returned from training, sweating profusely in their uniforms.

George stuffed a big mouthful of bacon, and said vaguely: "I think...Wood must have been dumped by his girlfriend, so he trained so strictly on us."

See, if you join Quidditch, the rare rest day will be ruined.

Not only do you have to get up early, but you don't even have free time.

...

Wearing a Slytherin team uniform, Malfoy walked in front of Harry arrogantly.

Harry finally couldn't help it: "You just want to show off that you joined the Quidditch team? Or do you want to tell me that you are holding the latest Nimbus 2001."

Malfoy snorted coldly: "You are jealous of me, after all, you are using the outdated Nimbus 2000."

"Then what do you mean by walking back and forth in front of me three times?" Harry complained.

Malfoy: "..."

"Hmph, whatever you think, I will definitely beat you on the court this year, just wait."

"Yes. But I won't be doing Quidditch again."

"You—you are so timid. You must have heard that I participated in Quidditch this year, so I dare not play Quidditch again."

There were so many slots that Harry didn't know how to vomit.

Harry said seriously, "Do you know who you're talking to?"

Malfoy took a step back: "Isn't it Harry Potter?"

Harry shook his head: "No, you are talking to the famous Harry Potter, a top Quidditch player who retired with a 100% winning rate in his Quidditch career."

Malfoy: "..."

He didn't know how to react to such a cold joke.

"I would like to advise you, if it is not too late to quit now, don't wait until after the training starts, and then you want to quit, then you will be irresponsible to everyone."

"I'm not quitting."

Harry glanced at the weak Malfoy: "Then it's not you who will cry and say that you don't want to play Quidditch..."

Malfoy left angrily.

Later, Malfoy would practice with the Slytherin team on the pitch every Saturday and Sunday before dawn.

Because he is a newcomer, he needs to learn the most, and he is exhausted to death.

Even if it is raining or snowing, they have to go out to familiarize themselves with tactics.

Malfoy finally regretted why he didn't listen to Harry.

Otherwise, in this bad weather, he would just sleep in a warm blanket, sleeping as long as he wanted. After getting up, roast a warm fireplace in the Slytherin common room and drink hot milk tea.

He wanted to say that he would quit Quidditch many times, but remembering Harry's skeptical look back then, he gritted his teeth and insisted.

These are all things to say, let’s not talk about it for now...

...

Harry finished his meal, walked out of the castle, and walked across the lawn to Hagrid's cottage.

After knocking on the door a few times, Hagrid yanked it open, looking irritated.

Seeing that it was Harry, his angry face suddenly became happy.

"Huh, Harry, I thought it was Lockhart again?" Hagrid muffled.

"Lockhart? Why is he here?"

"I've never seen such a nosy man." Hagrid waved his arm, as if he would have done so had Lockhart been in his presence.

"He came here and taught me how to grow vegetables and deworm them without shame."

"I bet if I did what he said, I wouldn't even get a carrot."

"He also sent me a book with his signature, which is really nice - I've had a hard time finding a desk that fits my broken leg."

Harry felt sorry for Lockhart, whose smiling face was emblazoned on the cover and buried under the table.

There seemed to be traces of Hagrid's pet dog urinating...

"But he has one more thing. He wants to find out what animal left that pile of feces. He said that the animals in the Forbidden Forest cannot appear in the school and should be eliminated."

Hagrid suddenly laughed: "I took him to the edge of the Forbidden Forest. You don't know how his legs shook when he stood next to Norbert. He almost ran away."

"That's not Norbert, that's Big Black." Harry corrected.

Hagrid ignored him.

"After he came back, he said that dragons are protected animals, protected by the regulations of the Ministry of Magic, and he can't attack dragons casually, otherwise I should really read how he taught a dragon a lesson in his "Fighting the Dragon" .”

Hagrid looked angrily: "I should really take a picture of his running posture and let him take a good look."

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"Harry, come and see something good." Hagrid suddenly said mysteriously.

In the vegetable field behind the hut, twelve large pumpkins grew. Harry had never seen pumpkins this big, each half as tall as a man.

"Expansion Curse?" A very practical little magic.

"I just... gave them a little... a little help." Hagrid looked furtively at the little pink umbrella by the wall.

Harry knew that Hagrid kept his wand in his little umbrella.

Because he was the one who opened the Chamber of Secrets fifty years ago when he was wronged, the Ministry of Magic banned him from using magic.

However, it would not be long before the truth of the matter would be revealed, and along the way it would prove that Voldemort was still alive.

These thoughts flashed through Harry's mind.

He was just looking carefully at the big pumpkin ??.

This is really a level of technology that is difficult for humans to achieve at present and in the next few decades, and it does not involve any genetic technology.

If Muggles had this kind of ability, Harry could only think of how it would be applied to food—Yuan Longping could be laid off, because there would be no hungry people in the world anymore. (As of 2018, there are still 800 million hungry people in the world. This is 1992.)

Harry can be sure that if this kind of technology appears in the Muggle world, then he will be a real savior, and he will be thanked by billions of people. He is the greatest person in human history, not one of them.

If you show another miracle, a genuine one! The magic stick was born.

The Christian stream can be disbanded, but maybe they will announce that Harry is the incarnation of their Lord...

Cough cough, after thinking too much, Harry quickly came back to his senses.

"Oh, by the way, when did you have an extra sister? Why didn't I know." Hagrid asked.

Harry turned his head around before saying, "You mean Astoria?"

"Yes, she said that's her name. She got lost yesterday and ran to me."

"She also wants to take a big pumpkin away from me."

"She said she was going to make a pumpkin lantern and put you in it."

Harry couldn't understand the children's thoughts, could this be lighting up sky lanterns?

Afterwards, Harry went to see his little black dragon, which was already three or four meters high.

Harry could barely relate it to what it looked like when he was a newborn.

It is seven or eight meters long from head to back to long tail.

Its wings are large, powerful, and barbed.

Every time it flaps its wings, the branches and fallen leaves on the ground will be swept away.

He was happy to see Harry, and he opened his mouth to show his long, pointed teeth.

"Get out of the way," Hagrid called.

It seemed to have opened a gap, and a pillar of fire spewed out from the big black mouth.

Of course Harry was fine, a blue hood kept the flames out.

Hagrid was a bit miserable, part of his long hair was singed.

Dahei grabbed Harry on his back, put his paws on the ground, and crawled quickly into the Forbidden Forest.

It's purposeful, spinning around an invisible curve.

Harry quickly realized that this part was its territory.

Every time he went in a direction, there would be monsters roaring in the immediate area, warning Dahei to leave quickly, and Dahei would roar back unceremoniously.

However, some monsters, Dahei, ran away in a hurry.

Harry couldn't help laughing, isn't this the same as the boss in the game, every area has a boss, some are strong, some are weak,

Harry patted Dahei's neck: "When you grow up, we will go and beat the monsters in the Forbidden Forest, so that the Forbidden Forest is your territory."

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