Rebirth of the Harry Potter

Another ordinary morning.

"Master... my... don't... um... don't..." a soft voice pleaded.

Someone chuckled and jokingly said, "What don't you want?"

"Master... please don't do this, ah... so uncomfortable... please forgive me..."

"You really don't want it...then I won't give it to you."

"No... no, I want it, please give it to me, master." The woman's voice continued intermittently.

"Do you want it or not? Can you tell me clearly, otherwise I will be very troubled."

"Um~~I want...no, don't continue...it's so uncomfortable, it hurts, master, please be gentle..."

Here's what's happening at Harry's cabin.

Helena's transparent body collapsed on the sofa in the living room, and couldn't help twitching again, her eyes beggingly looked at a boy not far away from her.

Harry stood aside with a smile, holding a ball of transparent substance in his hand, and squeezed it lightly from time to time: "It's really interesting, it turns out that Helena's soul can be separated."

It all started when Harry got up in the morning and saw Helena preparing breakfast.

He accidentally saw a hairpin on Helena's hair shaking slightly.

Harry couldn't help wondering if he could take it off.

So he started to do it, but he didn't expect that the hairpin was not integrated with Helena, so it easily fell into Harry's hands.

The sudden loss of part of her soul caused Helena's expression to change drastically.

Harry found that although the jewelry in his hand was small, it was inextricably linked with Helena as a whole. When he touched the hairpin, it felt as if he touched Helena's whole body, making her feel sore and sore like an electric shock. Lianna couldn't even resist, so she could only let Harry knead her clone.

Then the above scene where Harry bullied Helena, and Helena begged Harry to give her back the ball of soul.

Harry saw Helena's pitiful (?_?) look, smiled slightly, and threw the soul fragment in his hand to her.

The soul fragments directly merged into Helena's body,

There was another hairpin on top of her head.

Helena quickly got up and ran into the kitchen, tearfully saying: "Master will abuse me."

Harry smiled faintly, and it became more and more natural for Helena to call herself master.

...

While eating breakfast, Hermione asked, "Harry, did you bully Helena this morning? My alarm clock hasn't rung yet, it seems like I heard Helena's cry."

Helena was wearing a maid dress, and quickly waved her hands: "Master...no, Harry didn't bully me."

Harry said: "How come, Helena is so easy to bully, how can I be willing to bully her."

Hermione: "..."

Helena let out a pitiful whimper.

"Ahem..." Zhang Qiu smiled and said, "Helena, today is your History of Magic class. How are you preparing?"

Speaking of this, Helena is much more energetic.

She began to talk endlessly about what books she had read, what the class was like, how she interacted with students and asked questions, and she also went to Muggle University to see how some professors of history teach in class...

Breakfast passed in such a conversation.

The first class in the morning is Charms with Professor Flitwick.

Everyone was a little absent-minded, eagerly waiting.

It's not just Harry's Charms class, but at this moment, people from other grades who are taking other classes, as well as students who didn't have classes in the first two periods in the morning, are looking forward to it.

How interesting it would be to have an open class held by the whole school together, with grades 1 to 7 sitting together. There is also the female ghost Ms. Gray, what is the difference between her history of magic class and the history of magic class taught by Professor Binns?

But it doesn't matter if her classes are as dull as Professor Binns's, for Ms. Gray is so beautiful.

Looking at that elegant and moving face is ten thousand times more pleasing to the eye than Professor Binns.

(Professor Binns: MMP)

...

ten o'clock in the morning.

Helena calmed down in a room. She was holding a thick history book and the lesson plans she had made. The lesson plans were densely written with Helena's detailed plans, and she even recorded the extracurricular topics interspersed in class. It's too discreet and nuanced.

Her heart was beating wildly, Helena stroked her chest with one hand, and suddenly remembered, oh, I have no heartbeat. But the tension is real.

Feeling that it was almost time, Helena walked towards the auditorium.

...

Because of the history of magic class, the auditorium has changed a lot.

The four long desks are gone, replaced by fan-shaped seats, and an extra-large blackboard is placed across the teacher's bench at the front of the auditorium.

The students came in one after another, and because there was no one to organize them, everyone randomly found a seat and sat down, unlike other courses where students from each college sat together.

This created an opportunity for many male and female wizards who were not at the same level to get to know each other and fall in love.

Seeing a first-year freshman looking at the students walking around with novelty, a fourth-year student couldn't help but pat him on the shoulder.

"What's the matter, senior?" The little boy was taken aback, thinking that he had offended him by sitting next to him without permission, and was considering whether to hurry up and leave here with his little friend whom he had just known for two days.

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The fourth grade boy said earnestly, "I'm really jealous of your students who just came this year."

"Well, why?" The little boy felt that the senior who was talking to him was not malicious, so he boldly asked curiously.

The fourth grade boy seemed to recall something sad, and said sadly: "Before you came, the history of magic class was recognized as the most boring class designed by the wizarding world. I had endured it for three full years. .”

"Three years, do you know how I spent those three years! I played wizard chess with my friends in the last row in every History of Magic class."

First grade Xiaomengxin: "(???)"

The words of the fourth grade boy resonated with the wizards around them, and they couldn't help complaining.

Everyone in the front row was at least 1.8 meters tall. The seventh-grade students who will graduate next year turned their heads and said, "You only have three years, but I am three years and three years..."

"Professor Binns, he wheezes and draws his tongue when he speaks. Anyone who listens to him will definitely fall asleep within ten minutes. This is not magic, this is the will of the world..."

"If it's hot, two minutes is enough..."

"I heard that in the psychiatric department of St. Mungo's Hospital, even hypnotic magic can't be effective for some mental patients, but I don't know who proposed to record the voice of Professor Binns' lectures for the mental patients, and the effect is amazing."

"He was in class, and I never had any memory of a class, because he would just read the books in class, and then I started to daze. Oh, except in the second year, Hermione Granger interrupted his lectures and told him About the legend of the Chamber of Secrets, that's the only time I remember what Professor Binns said."

With this first-year freshman as the center, a vigorous complaint meeting began.

The little boy looked at the senior and sister whom he admired in his heart in a daze, and eloquently uttered all kinds of inappropriate things about Professor Binns.

I can't help but sigh in my heart: that old ghost has become a legend.

...

Helena floated across the wall, across the blackboard, and stood at the forefront.

The commotion in the auditorium gradually weakened.

Nine hundred eyes turned to Helena, Helena had never experienced such a battle before.

She has always liked to sit quietly in the library and read books alone, never dealing with people. In terms of communicating with people, she is no different from a little girl.

Even though she was mentally prepared, with so many people looking directly at her, she started to get nervous.

Helena couldn't help but looked down at the floor, and saw a young boy sitting in the first row, looking at her with a gentle smile.

Helena suddenly had courage.

She calmly put the textbook on the table, took out the wand Harry bought for her, and tapped the blackboard.

Four words appeared on the blackboard: A Brief History of Magic.

Helena looked at the students below with a smile. With the help of the "loud voice spell", her voice was heard clearly by everyone.

"Because everyone's progress in the history of magic course is very different, so my first class is to sort out the development of the magic world from the earliest recorded history to the modern world."

"The clearest records of wizards, magic, existed between 3000 BC and 1000 BC. Magic appeared in human society. Wizards who could use magic were revered. Ancient Egyptian wizards cast spells on tombs... ..."

Helena narrated the history of wizards. Her melodious voice was like a spring breeze blowing on everyone's hearts, and everyone was immersed in the stories Helena told.

...

"Brother, there is a cat. (^???^)" Astoria suddenly pointed to a tabby cat that jumped onto their table.

The tabby cat is very special, the fur around its eyes is two brown circles, as if wearing a pair of reading glasses.

It was squatting on the table, looking at Helena seriously, as if it really understood.

Before Harry could speak, Astoria, who was used to hugging the cute little cat, brought the tabby cat qia over, stroked the tabby cat's back, and said with a smile, "Good cat..."

Harry, Hermione and Zhang Qiu have this expression:

"(??ω??)"

Of course they knew that this was Principal McGonagall's Animagus. She appeared in this image in their first transformation class, and immediately attracted all the students' love for transformation magic.

Why didn't Astoria know each other? Could it be that Professor McGonagall changed his approach to the fourth grade?

Professor McGonagall didn't break free, and squatted on Astoria's lap, looking ahead.

Helena was the one she chose. Professor Binns was not good at teaching, but now there is a new professor, and it is a compulsory course that has never been taught in the school. She naturally wants to see how the actual lectures are.

...

Helena's time allocation was just right. When it was almost twelve o'clock, she talked about Dumbledore becoming the Minister of Magic, vigorously reforming the Ministry of Magic, and Voldemort being killed.

Helena stopped, quietly put away the parchment lesson plan that had just been unfolded, and put it in the book.

Many people asked in a daze, "Why don't you talk about it?"

"I haven't heard enough. There are so many interesting stories in the history of magic."

"Damn it, look at the time, two classes are coming to an end."

"I suddenly felt that my stomach was full of ink. I really listened to what you said. It saved me ten years of books. My niece asked me to tell her stories again. I no longer have to worry about having no stories to tell."

"Ms Gray is amazing, if I had met her in first year I would definitely have aspired to be a historian."

...

Professor McGonagall's eyes were full of praise: "Very good."

Then he jumped to the ground and slipped out through the crack in the door of the auditorium.

Astoria said in surprise: "Brother, that cat can also talk."

Harry rubbed Astoria's head and said with a smile, "Of course, that's what Principal McGonagall has become."

Astoria had various entanglements in her heart.

Helena on the podium spoke again.

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