Harry Potter Reborn

It took a lot of effort for Zhang Qiu and Hermione to accept this fact.

"Look, I obviously told the truth, but you don't believe me. Oh, it's so sad."

"Well, Harry, it's not because...well, I don't think I should be like this." Zhang Qiu apologized frankly.

Harry smiled and said: "Well, if you do something wrong, you will be punished. Hermione, you agree. Your laughter just now was not small at all."

Hermione said: "Tell me, how should I apologize to satisfy you?"

Harry said: "It's very simple. How about...a spanking tonight?"

Hermione and Zhang Qiu immediately took a few steps back and said nervously: "No."

Harry said as expected: "I haven't finished speaking yet. It's not me doing it, but you punishing each other. That's okay. If you don't want to, I won't see your sincerity."

Hermione and Zhang Qiu looked at each other miserably, feeling that it wasn't too hard to accept, at least it was much better than Harry's punishment, wasn't it?

"Hmm..." They nodded with blushing faces.

Harry said: "Remember, your clothes should be thinner and your posture must be upright. I will supervise from the side..."

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"Harry, you..." Back to the topic, Hermione wanted to ask Harry where this big snake came from.

She suddenly thought of what happened last year. After all, there was so much panic at that time that the school was almost closed.

"This...is this the basilisk?" Hermione asked in shock.

"Yes, you think things through pretty quickly." Harry smiled.

"I knew it was a basilisk, but I... never thought it would be so huge. I thought it was just a basilisk a few meters long." Hermione's eyes widened, not knowing what to say: "And there it is.

How...what on earth did you..."

"Huh...huh..." Hermione took a deep breath to calm down the excitement in her heart.

"Has it always been under your control, or what happened after that?"

"Well, it has been under my control since it woke up in the Chamber of Secrets." Harry thought for a moment, didn't he discover the ring before it started causing casualties, so what Hermione said doesn't count.

wrong.

Hermione walked around, then stopped when she realized she was on top of a giant snake.

She looked like she had figured everything out: "No wonder you were so mysterious about me when I was worried about the existence of the Chamber of Secrets, the dangerous creatures in it, the successor of Slytherin, and whether I would be attacked as a Muggle.

Definitely not a victim."

"Also, when I deduced that the dangerous creature in the secret room was a basilisk, you seemed to have known it for a long time and were not surprised at all."

"Is there any?"

"There are many strange things, but I didn't pay attention. There is a doubt that has been bothering me about those petrified people and cats."

"Being seen by a basilisk should have resulted in death, but the victims were petrified because they did not look directly into the basilisk's eyes for various reasons - except for Penelo and Percy. I have been thinking that they should have faced the basilisk directly,

But it doesn’t make sense at all why it ended up being petrified.”

"Now I know, because you have been controlling it, you have not let it use the ability to kill."

"So what happened last year was all because of you? Are you really the heir of Slytherin?" Hermione was so angry that she wanted to bite.

Harry pressed Hermione's head and said, "Quiet, quiet."

"How can it have anything to do with me? You forgot about the black notebook that you also knew about when school started last year. Zhang Qiu, that is Voldemort's Horcrux...Hermione will definitely be willing to explain it to you later."

"Voldemort controlled Ron through the notebook and released the basilisk. Then I had the means to control the basilisk. It should be said that I prevented deaths in the school. I am a good person, right?"

"To be more precise... there has never been any successor. Slytherin left a pet in school. His reputation has never been very good and he belongs to the radical faction. And there have never been fewer conspirators in history, people who spread lies.

So word spread that Slytherin had left some method to cleanse the school and kill all non-pure-blood wizards."

"Voldemort is very fond of this kind of rumor. He is eager for recognition, he wants to occupy the righteousness, and he wants his actions to appear more bright, reasonable, and legal. Poor Slytherin has been dead for so long, and he still wants to be ignored by him.

Do you know how many generations of descendants have been so deceitful?"

Zhang Qiu said: "Although it is very complicated, I at least know one thing. It turns out that it was Harry who turned Prefect Penello into stone. You should listen to the public rest in Ravenclaw after being lifted from petrification."

Room, why did she scold the big snake that attacked people? It seems that she scolded the wrong person."

Hermione shrank her head, hugged her shoulders, and said, "Harry, let's go back."

She was a little uncomfortable, which had nothing to do with the basilisk, but because... girls hate all soft-bodied reptiles, such as snakes, centipedes, earthworms, etc.

"Okay." Harry nodded, and then used Apparition to take Qiu Zhang and Hermione back to Hogwarts.

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Hogwarts, Headmaster's Office.

Dumbledore pushed up his glasses, looked at the strangely dressed woman in front of him, and said, "So, you don't want to."

"Hmph." The woman, who had used at least a dozen kinds of fragrances on her body and the smell made her dizzy and made her want to vomit, shook the scarf on her arm and put it on the other arm.

"I thought for a moment, this is a farce, there is no need for me to engage in this ridiculous competition with a child." Sybill Trelawney said.

"Why?" Dumbledore was very patient. He smiled and said: "Sibyl, that is a bet of ten thousand gold galleons. Even I am a little tempted. I thought you would be very interested. As long as you show your ability,

With just a little bit of divination ability, wouldn’t it be easy to win?”

Trelawney yelled in her heart: Could I tell you that I have no confidence at all?

In order to make sure that she could defeat Hermione Granger even if she used bluffing tactics, she went to see Victor, the arithmetic divination professor she had always hated.

Want to finally determine what Hermione Granger is like.

In this regard, she is extremely alert.

Unexpectedly...

Merlin is on top, what she sees is all there is to see.

The woman Victor moved out a pile of Hermione Granger's homework and papers.

She picked up a piece of parchment at random, and the complicated numbers and tables on it made her head explode.

Victor, the woman, said proudly that Granger was the smartest and most talented wizard she had ever taken care of. It only took her half a year to surpass her in arithmetic and divination.

So Trelawney decided to find Principal Dumbledore.

Only he can stop this fight without damaging her reputation.

Dumbledore said slowly: "Sybil, how long have you been at Hogwarts?"

"Thirteen years." Trelawney thought that Dumbledore had softened, and she looked happy.

"It's been thirteen years. Do you know how much Minerva... dislikes you? She thinks you shouldn't stay in school. She has advised me countless times and wants me to expel you."

"You can't do that!" Trelawney said excitedly.

Dumbledore shook his head: "You have stayed in this position in the Divination class for so long without making any achievements. Hogwarts has not trained a real Divination master. I have always turned a blind eye to these things.

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"Don't forget!" Trelawney yelled, like an insect spreading its wings: "It was you! The one who recruited me into Hogwarts. If I am humiliated by your students, I will be kicked out of Hogwarts."

Gwartz, what do you think the magical world will think of you? Are you dim-sighted? Ignorant of others? You will definitely lose more than me!"

Dumbledore smiled and said: "Oh, yes, that's right. When you applied for the professorship, I agreed to your request because of your prophecy."

"But these thirteen years, staying at Hogwarts and enjoying your comfortable life, are enough to pay for it."

"Even...I've been thinking about what would have happened if it hadn't been for your prophecy...Would James, Lily and the others still have such a bad luck?" Dumbledore said with self-blame.

"As for my reputation... ha, you don't have to worry about that. I'm just an old man who's going to be in a coffin. Do I still care about this?"

"So...get ready for Christmas Day." Dumbledore looked at Trelawney with firm eyes.

"You...you wait! Dumbledore!" Trelawney looked ugly, then turned and left with anger.

She had seen Dumbledore's unchangeable attitude.

"Bang!" The door closed loudly.

The photos of the previous headmasters of Hogwarts School on the wall shook.

One of them, an old man with a beard, wearing a purple robe and a black pointed hat, complained: "Albus, if you ask me, you should have kicked this crazy bitch out a long time ago. I saw her ruining the arithmetic and divination class."

If this happens, I will be so angry."

Dumbledore smiled bitterly, how could this Principal Freeze, who was the professor of Divination when he was in office, not have any objections to Professor Trelawney?

Dumbledore took out his quill and parchment, and smiled: "Perhaps, I should publish a new recruitment advertisement in the Daily Prophet - about the vacancy of Divination Professor at Hogwarts."

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