Rebirth of the Harry Potter

In mid-December, the school was covered by heavy snow, and Professor McGonagall was handing out a list, and students who were willing to stay in school could write down their names.

"Aren't you staying at school?" Hermione asked.

"No, I'm going to spend Christmas in the Muggle world," said Harry.

...

"Draco, Potter seems to be coming towards you." Slytherin said in a trembling voice.

Now almost everyone thinks that Harry Potter is the heir of Slytherin, he actually used black magic, but why did Professor Dumbledore ignore it.

Harry said, "Draco, I want you to do me a little favor."

Malfoy has a grimace on his face, who knows you so well.

But he nodded obediently: "Speak." Now he dared not speak hard in front of Harry.

"There must be a house-elf named Dobby in your house, let him go."

Malfoy said hesitantly, "House-elves are generally not let go, they just die of old age in the master's house, because they know a lot of secrets, and my father would not allow me to do this."

Harry said: "As long as you tell your father that Riddle's diary is in my hands, I will know his true identity, but I will keep it secret. I believe your father will agree."

Malfoy said, "But I won't be going back this Christmas. I'll write to my father."

"Whatever, as long as it can be done."

On the same day, Lucius Malfoy received a letter from his precious son.

When he saw Draco's request, he had to write a letter to reprimand him. The house elf was going to work for the master's family until his death. There was no such thing as freedom, but after reading it, his expression changed again and again.

The Horcrux of the Dark Lord was actually in the hands of Harry Potter. It seems that he still knows his identity. Could it be that the Dark Lord is dead?

Thinking of this, he was both relaxed and nervous.

But how could the Dark Lord's preparations for the resurrection fail? Did Dumbledore make a move? But when I saw him at the Ministry of Magic recently, why didn't he talk about Voldemort at all? Didn't he always want everyone to be alert to Voldemort's return?

And what does it have to do with Dobby, I can't figure it out, old Malfoy frowned into a word.

He yelled irritably, "Dobby."

"Master, what are your orders?" A low figure appeared, and when he saw old Malfoy's gloomy face, he immediately lowered his head in fear.

Old Malfoy looked at it and snorted, and Dobby trembled. The master was in a bad mood, and he was going to torture Dobby, whether he hit his head on the ground, burned his toes with an iron, or pulled out his hair.

Old Malfoy threw a hat to Dobby and said angrily, "You can get out, get out of my manor."

The round cap rolled and rolled, rolling to Dobby's side.

Dobby looked at the hat in confusion, hat, what does this mean? Why did the master give me a hat. Its eyes widened suddenly, it was clothes, and the master set me free.

The thing every house-elf craves most is to be free, and I got it.

It burst into tears and snot: "Master, thank you for your kindness."

Old Malfoy looked at it in disgust: "If you want to thank, thank Harry Potter, now, get out of here immediately."

No matter how much he hated Dobby, it was still his own thing, but now he felt betrayed.

Dobby was stunned for a moment, and said, "Yes, Dobby is leaving now."

In the dark night, Dobby stood outside the iron gate of the manor. Although it was icy and snowy outside, and the snow almost hid half of his body, his heart was as hot as fire.

In the past, without the owner's permission, it couldn't even leave this huge manor. Now, he is completely free, and it can go wherever it wants, and do as it pleases.

Several house-elves, who were also short and thin, stood inside the manor, watching Dobby's leaving figure enviously.

The next day, Dobby appeared in front of Harry.

It expressed its gratitude to Harry, and it was willing to follow Harry and let Harry be its new master, but Harry refused, and finally, it said that as long as Harry needed it, it could call its name anytime.

...

It's snowing, and Harry wants to see his charizard.

Stepping on the thick snow, Harry arrived at Hagrid's hut. Hagrid was looking at the dead thing in his hand with an angry face.

Hagrid said: "Recently, my big roosters have been getting killed. They were used to catch bugs in the vegetable patch. I guess something in the forbidden forest killed them."

"I'm going to Diagon Alley to buy some more chickens. Next time I must hide and see what the chicken killer is."

The rooster in Hagrid's hand was flamboyant, fat and big, and died in a miserable state.

Harry sighed that everything was only because of the chicken, you are so beautiful.

Hagrid said: "You said Norbert, it ran to the Forbidden Forest again. It is now a growth period, excited and aggressive, and always likes to fight monsters in the Forbidden Forest." named.

Harry felt that maybe he really didn't have the talent for naming. Big black, little black and little cute Xiaoxue, the name was either big or small.

"Stay here for a while, and Norbert will be back in a while. There are herbs in the house. You can let him eat it to heal the injury."

With that, Hagrid took his little pink umbrella and left.

After a while, there was a roar, the voice was very impatient, and getting closer, a huge black shadow flapped its huge wings and wanted to fly, but its body was covered with many black spots, and the black spots were on the black shadow. Crawling around on the body, the neck, the back, the wings.

Harry rushed over immediately, because it was his pet dragon.

It seemed that because he was about to reach the edge of the Forbidden Forest, the black spots on Dahei's body fell off one after another.

Only then did Harry see what it was. They were spiders, very huge spiders, ugly and hideous, with eight eyes and eight legs.

It was a special kind of spider, and Harry immediately thought of the giant spider that Hagrid kept in the Forbidden Forest.

Dahei got rid of the spider on his body and quickly ran behind Harry.

It had at least hundreds of cuts on its body, and it was dripping with blood, especially its eyes. The left eye was closed tightly and dripped blood continuously.

Harry's heart tightened, maybe his eyes were stabbed blind.

These spiders are as small as a palm, and as big as a horse. They crawl all over the ground, densely packed, and there are also huge spiders crawling down the trees. Their legs are like eight sharp blades. Every step in the tree leaves a deep hole.

As a dragon, Dahei was actually terrified at the moment. Harry stuck to its legs, and could feel its trembling legs most.

It used to be in the Forbidden Forest, and all it encountered were single monsters. Not only could it fly, but it could also breathe fire. The dragon scales also had a high defense, and it could run even if it couldn't be beaten.

But this time it provoked a difficult swarm. The spider climbed directly onto it, sticking to its body with its silk, and couldn't get rid of it. Every time Dahei wanted to fly, the spider would take Dahei The pliers were inserted into Dahei's wings, making big cuts. Once the wings were flapped, the pain was unbearable.

It struggled and rolled over like this, and the spiders that were crushed to death by it and the spiders that were sprayed to death by the fire did not know how many along the way.

With a wave of Harry's wand, a tens of meters long wall of fire rose up and burned towards the spider group. As soon as it touched the spider, the spider was immediately scorched and turned into carbon residue.

They rattled back, and finally ran away.

Harry doesn't want to deal with them now, he just wants to treat Dahei's injuries as soon as possible.

Harry directly brought Dahei to Madam Pomfrey at the school hospital. Fortunately, because there were petrified patients in the school hospital, they were not allowed to enter and leave casually, and it was extremely cold now, and no one was hanging out, so no one saw a huge Long stood at the door of the hospital.

Madam Pomfrey heard the sound, looked out from the house on the third floor, and saw a dragon's head with its mouth wide open outside the glass window.

After knowing that Dumbledore allowed Harry to raise the dragon, she said angrily: "He must be crazy, what if something happens."

"Open your eyes," Madam Pomfrey said, but the dragon didn't understand, and she finally took a pair of large pliers to lift the dragon's eyelids, which were bloody and bloody.

Madam Pomfrey skillfully dispensed the medicine: "I'm not blind, just apply the medicine and rest for a few days and you'll be fine."

It seems that there is no distinction between human medicine and veterinary medicine in the magic world.

Dahei's dose of medicine is different from that of ordinary people, Madam Pomfrey poured a large bucket of green juice into Dahei's eyes.

"From now on, come here once a day, and it will be fine in a few days." Then, he treated the wounds on Dahei's body by the way, and dozens of white patches appeared on his body.

"Don't let it move around, but anyway, the dragon's recovery ability is strong, and it's okay if the wound is opened."

...

Harry walked in front, and Dahei followed behind like a good baby.

Harry said, "I'll avenge you tonight."

Dahei flapped his wings happily and made Harry into a snowman.

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