Harry Potter Reborn

Night has arrived.

This is mysterious, elegant, and classical England. The scene tonight seems particularly quiet, especially compared with some of the strange and lively things that happened today.

On the quiet Privet Drive, something is happening.

A sycamore leaf fell, being blown by the breeze, fluttering and falling, and happened to fall into the trash can at No. 6 Privet Drive.

The house across from No. 6 Privet Drive is No. 4, Privet Drive, which is the most famous house on Privet Drive. Whether it is the extremely fat Dursley and the extremely thin Petunia, or their always well-dressed

The strange sister's family is a little strange.

A car drove into driveway No. 4 and stopped at the fence in front of house No. 4. The car door opened, and Desili struggled to lift his feet out of the car, panting and getting out of the car.

Dursley is very fat, with fat on his face and a beard. His neck is almost nonexistent. When you look at him, you can't help but think of his wife Penny's neck, which is almost twice as long as others.

Desri was thinking about something in his mind, which made him not even think about driving the car into the garage. Desri was thinking about the cat he saw squatting on the wall as if reading a map when he went out this morning. On the road

I met a large group of people wearing cloaks who seemed to be celebrating happily, and when I came back, I bumped into an disrespectful old man who also wore a blue cloak and called him "Muggle". These things made me feel a little uncomfortable.

He suddenly saw the spotted cat still squatting on the wall in the morning, which made him inexplicably angry. He bent down, picked up a small stone from the ground, and threw it at the cat hard, but it only hit the wall and the flower.

The tabby cat glared at him fiercely. It must be an illusion, he thought.

He calmed down and walked into the house.

Their child Dudley has gone to bed, and his wife Petunia is waiting for him to come back for dinner. They talk while eating.

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"Did you know?" Petunia said excitedly, "Our child Dudley can say another word today."

"What is it? Is it dad or mom?" Desri asked excitedly.

"It's 'never', never 'never', dear, how outstanding our children are, 555555····················"

Ni shed tears of pride. She said important things three times.

Dersley's face glowed red, and they immediately decided to go see the cutest little angel in the world. The end result was that Dersley's face was kicked hard by Dudley, and he decided not to wash his face for three days!

When they were lying on the bed, Dursley saw the news on the news: "Today, owls across the country behaved abnormally, flying around during the day. The experts can't explain this phenomenon; in Kent County, York County and other places last night, there were

Meteor."

Desri couldn't help but think of some of the things he encountered today.

He felt some discomfort in his throat and coughed twice: "Penny, um... How are your sister's family doing lately?"

Penny's face suddenly turned pale, "Why did you think of asking about their family?"

Penny's sister is a taboo subject in their family, they never mention them, they think her sister and her husband are monsters, and they don't want to have anything to do with them.

"··············I remember, they seemed to have a child - what was it called?"

"Called Harry, it's really a common name." Petunia gritted her teeth.

Dersley's heart sank, because today he seemed to hear the group of people who looked very similar to the Potters talking about "children"... "Harry" and the like.

But this probably has nothing to do with them, right?

Of course, Desi Li didn't know that his idea was very famous in China and was called "Ah Q Spirit".

They stopped talking about that family. As Durthrie lay on the bed, he finally thought, all this should have nothing to do with us, if it does...

········Then, he thought it was better not to think about it!

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At midnight, the doorbell suddenly rang harshly!

Let's go back half an hour and see what happened.

The tabby cat that looked like a statue at the door of No. 4 Privet Drive suddenly moved, twitching its tail and staring at the intersection.

A figure appeared there, as if out of thin air.

The figure gradually walked towards this side. He was tall and thin, and his silver hair and beard were long enough to be tucked into his belt. From this, you could tell that he was very old. He was wearing a robe and a t-shirt.

He wears a purple cloak that reaches the floor, and wears a pair of high-heeled boots with buckles. Behind his half-moon glasses, two bright blue eyes sparkle, and his nose is very long. His name is Albus Dumbledore!

He walked to the streetlight and saw that several windows on Privet Drive were lit, so he stopped. He rummaged in his cloak pocket and found something that looked like a silver lighter. He flicked it open and held it high.

With a "click", a street light went out.

He struck twelve times and the whole street was darkened.

Even if someone is leaning against the window, they can't see anything.

Dumbledore walked up to the spotted cat and suddenly said to the cat: "Professor McGonagall, why don't you attend the celebration?"

The tabby cat jumped off the wall and when it landed on the ground, it suddenly turned into a serious-looking woman, wearing a pair of square glasses that looked exactly like the lines around the cat's eyes. She wore an emerald green cloak with jet black eyes.

Her hair was pulled into a tight bun.

"How did you recognize me?"

"Well...because...your glasses, so...have you ever seen a cat with panda eyes?"

"..." Professor McGonagall's face turned dark.

You win, I don't want to talk to you.

"Look at them, casting meteor shower magic all over the world, wearing cloaks in the Muggle world..." Professor McGonagall scolded the magicians with some anger.

Dumbledore couldn't help but laugh: "You can't blame them. It's been more than ten years and it's finally over."

"But, on... the day when the mysterious man disappeared, the Muggles discovered the existence of the magical world. I think this will not be a wonderful news.

." Professor McGonagall said sarcastically.

"Do you have to let Harry live here? I have been observing them for a day, and I have never seen such parents and such bad children." Professor McGonagall became excited again.

"They are Harry's only relatives. He can grow up safely here." Dumbledore said helplessly.

"But, you should know that Harry will be very famous if he defeats the mysterious man. There will be many books written about Harry, and there will be many children who will admire them...

He will become a legend."

"You are right, he deserves this. Then, he will be arrogant and arrogant. His reputation will destroy him!" Dumbledore said seriously.

Professor McGonagall fell silent.

"What about Harry?" Professor McGonagall asked.

"I asked Hagrid to bring him."

"Oh my God, you handed Harry over to a stupid guy. Don't you know how careless he is? Merlin!"

"...Silly big guy" A subtle expression appeared on Dumbledore's face.

"I think Hagrid will understand the importance of the matter and he will be careful..."

"Boom, boom..." A huge roar suddenly sounded, breaking the silence around him.

A black shadow appeared in the night sky, slowly growing larger.

"Bang" a giant motorcycle hit the ground and bounced three times before stopping.

"!@#￥%...&" Dumbledore looked at Professor McGonagall and said seriously: "Maybe... you are right."

"-_-|||" Professor McGonagall.

If the motorcycle is a giant motorcycle, then the rider is not to mention. The man is twice as tall as an ordinary person and at least five times as wide. He looks surprisingly tall and has long, shaggy black hair that is roughly tangled together.

His hair and beard almost covered most of his face. His hands were as big as trash can lids, and his feet wearing leather boots looked like two small dolphins. His thick, muscular arms held a roll of blanket.

Professor McGonagall and Dumbledore looked at the blanket. There was a baby boy wrapped in the blanket. There was a lightning-shaped scar under a strand of black hair on the child's forehead.

Professor McGonagall looked at the baby with distress: "He doesn't know yet what kind of miserable childhood he will have."

By the way, are you expressing dissatisfaction to me? Dumbledore's face turned a little dark.

Dumbledore picked up Harry and walked to House No. 4.

"555555··············My poor Harry, his parents are dead...

Guajia..." Hagrid burst into tears suddenly, with a sad expression on his face.

Professor McGonagall glared at him: "Shh, do you want to wake up all the Muggles?" Hagrid's sobs were suppressed, like a bullied little daughter-in-law.

Dumbledore walked through the garden, gently placed Harry on the doorstep, then took out a letter from his pocket and put it on Harry. He looked at Harry for a while with his bright eyes. He raised his hand and said,

After ringing the doorbell three times, he heard a faint curse in the room for a moment, and then returned to the two of them.

"Okay, it's time for us to leave. Let's wait until Harry grows up." Dumbledore said calmly.

Hagrid looked back, cried, and started the motorcycle. With a roar, the motorcycle shot straight into the sky and disappeared into the night sky; a tabby cat quickly slipped around the corner and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Dumbledore walked to the street, took out the deluminator, and with a click, all twelve street lights turned on again. Dumbledore turned his head and could just see the blanket on the steps through the gardens of several houses.

"Good luck to you, Harry."

Dumbledore took his wand out of his sleeve.

"Apparition!"

"Crack", it was like the sound of a whip being struck in the air. Dumbledore disappeared without a trace, as if he had never appeared.

The baby in the blanket slowly opened its eyes. The eyes had the spirituality of a baby, but did not have the ignorance of a baby. They were as calm as water. The stars in the sky were reflected in the baby's eyes, making the eyes appear clearer.

"Do good people get rewarded?" The baby's lips moved as if he was murmuring.

The door was opened, and the baby closed his eyes, as if he didn't want to see the next scene, and wanted to cover his ears, but he had no choice but to give up. The woman who opened the door searched for it, and finally noticed what was going on under her feet. After a moment, she reflected

The woman opened her mouth, and a scream finally sounded, resounding throughout the entire Privet Drive!