HP Rebirth Memory Obliteration

A few friends had enjoyed a wonderful post-exam time, but it was a pity that Professor Dumbledore ruined it.At some point, he stood behind several people.

"I'm sorry to disturb your sweet afternoon tea time." Professor Dumbledore smiled and took out a candy from his robe: "As compensation, do you want to try some?"

"..."

He was answered by silence, and Professor Dumbledore didn't feel embarrassed, he shrugged his shoulders: "Well, the poor old man's favorite candy is not appreciated by anyone." He peeled off the candy wrapper and threw it into his mouth, and took two sips . "Honeydukes collection, none of you..."

"Excuse me, Mr. Principal, what can you do?" Knowing that he was probably looking for him, Harry tried not to ask impatiently.

Professor Dumbledore patted his head: "It is true that people tend to forget things when they are old, thank you for asking me, Harry." He patted his white beard that grew to his waist, and said: "Harry, I have some I want to talk to you about something, do you have time?"

Didn't you come here when I had time?Harry complained in his heart, and stood up gracefully with Draco's support: "Okay, Mr. Principal, let's go over there."

"Is nothing going to happen to Harry?" Cynthia asked worriedly. She knew that Professor Dumbledore had been plotting against Harry, but she didn't know what it was.

"With so many of us watching, nothing should happen." Blaise sighed, "Has Dumbledore still not given up on Harry?"

The question was obviously from Draco, but Draco didn't make a sound.

Ever since Harry led Professor Dumbledore to the Black Lake, Draco's gray-blue eyes did not relax for a moment, paying close attention to their every movement, and the words of the few people around him seemed to have nothing to do with him.

"Well, Harry, am I that scary? They all look at me with that expression." Professor Dumbledore looked at Harry suspiciously.

What do you say?Harry smiled: "Professor Dumbledore, don't worry about them. What do you want from me?"

"It's fine, I just talked to Mr. Evelson last time, and I hope you will transfer to Gryffindor College next semester." Seeing Harry raising his eyebrows, Professor Dumbledore added: "After this semester Personally, I think you'd be more successful if you went to Gryffindor House. Your personality would be more suited to Gryffindor."

"Professor Dumbledore, I don't understand what you mean. I'm fine in Slytherin, why should I transfer?"

"I just think you are more suitable for Gryffindor, and you are the savior, which seems... not suitable in Slytherin. You know, the Death Eater comes from that house."

"Professor Dumbledore." Harry, who was in a good mood at first, became a little harsh when he heard this sentence: "As far as I have been in contact with them this school year, they are all very good partners, loyal and considerate, You are reliable. As a headmaster, your behavior is crowding out the house, and I know you are from Gryffindor."

"Oh, no, Harry, you misunderstood." Professor Dumbledore waved his hand. "You misunderstood me, I just want you to see the reality."

"Really?" Harry said with a cold face, "I will believe what I see. And as a pure-blood nobleman, it is my honor to enter Slytherin."

"Harry, I still hope you can think about it and give me an answer when the next school year starts?"

"I don't think my answer will change, bye."

"Okay, Harry. Don't you want to look at the corridor on the right on the fourth floor? When you get there, you will see a person trained by Slytherin House." Professor Dumbledore hurriedly left Harry's side, throwing such a sentence talk.

After dinner, Harry and Draco went back to their room.James and Lucius seem to have reached an agreement, and the two are sitting together calmly discussing what to do for a while.

"I share the invisibility cloak with Draco, how about you?"

James took out a cloak from the bed: "It's made to imitate the invisibility cloak, and the effect is similar." He glanced at Lucius who was shaking his head, and rolled his eyes: "You should be lucky, my invisibility cloak can stretch." Said He shook his cloak and put it on himself and Lucius. "Look! The alchemy items I made are getting stronger and stronger!"

With a smug tone, Harry snickered at Draco: "Daddy, it's not curfew yet."

During the period, Harry went out to the common room to check. It was nearly ten o'clock, and the students returned to their dormitories one after another.

"Okay, let's go."

Ten minutes later, they arrived outside Sihou's corridor smoothly.The door was already a crack open. "Well, you see." Harry whispered, "Professor Dumbledore came to talk to me this afternoon, and he just wanted me to come. It seems that everything has been prepared for me." Seeing the half-open door , Harry and Draco seemed to be more aware of what they were about to face.Harry said to Draco under the Invisibility Cloak, "Are you sure you want to go on an adventure with me? Although I don't understand why your father is coming. It's my business."

"What nonsense are you talking about, your business is my business."

Harry nodded and stomped his feet three times, and there were also three stomps around him.

"Okay, I'll go and open the door."

Following the creaking sound of the door opening, low-pitched barking immediately sounded in their ears.Although the big dog couldn't see them, all three of its noses were twitching and sniffing frantically towards them. "What's that at its feet?" Harry asked softly.

"It looks like a harp." Draco whispered, "Could it be that Quirrell has been here?"

"Apparently it wakes up as soon as the music stops," said Harry. "Well, just listen."

He put the flute that Hagrid had given him on his birthday to his mouth, and began to play.He was out of tune, but as soon as he hit the first note, Big Dog's eyes began to droop.Harry was blowing almost non-stop.Slowly, the barking of the big dog stopped.It wobbled a few times, knelt down on its knees, and then plopped down on the floor, falling into a deep sleep.

"Keep blowing, don't stop, although it's really ugly." Draco chuckled, and at the same time, they took off their invisibility cloaks and tiptoed towards the trapdoor.They could feel the hot, stinky breath of the big dog as they approached the three huge heads.

"I think we can pull the trap door open," James said, looking behind the big dog, "Harry, it looks like you need to improve your music skills, maybe it would be a good idea to get you a music teacher during the holidays? "

"No, I don't want to!"

"Okay." James gritted his teeth and carefully stepped over the big dog's lap. Behind him was Lucius. They bent down and pulled the tab on the trapdoor, and the door swung open.

"What can you see?" Harry asked anxiously.

"It's really an impatient snake-skinned lion. Well, I can't see anything, it's pitch black. There's no ladder to go down, so we have to jump." Lucius stroked his hair, and said a little embarrassed.

Still playing on his flute, Harry waved to the few people ahead to get his attention.

"Okay, let's hurry up, Lucius, you go down first!" James said, "Don't be unwilling, whoever asks you to follow, you go to find the way!"

Draco coughed a few times shamelessly, and watched happily as Lucius reluctantly added a lightening spell and a simple protective spell to himself before slowly sliding down the hole.Draco climbed over the dog and looked down through the hole.The bottom is bottomless.

After about a few seconds, I heard Lucius' voice from below: "Okay, you can come down, it's just, some...evil, nasty..."

Faintly hearing Lucius' voice, several people came down one by one in the order of James first, Draco second, and Harry third.

Harry let go, the cold, damp air whistling past his ears.He fell, fell, fell, and... plopped.With a strange, dull thud, Harry landed on something soft.He sat up and groped around.His eyes hadn't adjusted to the dim light here.He felt as if he were sitting on some kind of plant.

Before he could fully adapt to the dim light below, Harry heard someone releasing "blazing flames" beside him.

"What's the matter..." Before he finished speaking, he felt a slippery tentacle-like thing sticking out snake-like tendrils, wrapping around his ankle.

"Oh, Merlin! Damn the devil's net!" James couldn't help but yelled, pulled out his wand, waved it, and muttered something, and then a blue bellflower-like flame shot out from the tip of the wand.In just a few seconds Harry felt the vines recede from the light and warmth, loosening their hold on them.The plants twisted, twitched, and automatically let go of the tendrils wrapped around them. Harry finally broke free completely. He looked at Draco beside him, and giggled.

Lucius did not know when he gave himself a cleansing spell. He pointed to a stone corridor and said, "This is the only way to go."

They heard, besides their own footsteps, the sound of water dripping slowly along the walls.The corridor ran downhill, which reminded Harry of Gringotts.His heart skipped a beat as he thought of the legendary dragons who guarded the wizard's bank vaults.If they had a dragon, a full-grown dragon, Norbert would be tough enough... Norbert, I wonder if Daddy's got it?

"Can you hear anything?" Harry whispered to Draco.

Draco listened carefully.There seemed to be a soft rustling and clanging sound coming from ahead.

"It sounds like the flapping of wings."

"There's a light ahead! I see something moving."

When they came to the end of the corridor, they found a brightly lit room with a high vaulted ceiling.Countless little birds, as dazzling as jewels, flapped their wings and flew around the room.There was a heavy wooden door on the opposite side of the room.

Draco pointed to the broom next to the opposite door, and then to the little birds flying in the air: "Harry, I think this is the time to test your flying skills."

"You're right, these birds...they can't be just for decoration," James said.

"I think I need to find a big antique key! Probably silver and shaped like a doorknob."

Harry said aloud, "Here comes the broom." He grabbed a broom, kicked his feet, rose into the air, and rushed into the dense array of keys.He flew easily among the piles of keys and watched quietly, knowing that the enchanted keys dodged too fast, not as fast as the Golden Snitch.

Harry, however, was a gifted Seeker with a knack for finding flying objects.After a minute of navigating through the swirl of colorful little wings, he noticed a large silver key with its wings drooping, as if it had been grabbed and roughly shoved into the keyhole.

"That's it!" He rushed forward and grabbed the key firmly in his palm.

The author has something to say: Brother Tao needs to update every two days--I’m really sorry for you, but the internship is really tiring, I don’t have time for scum games, and many days have been on QAQ