[HP] How to properly feed the savior

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Hermione sent a beautiful quill.Ron sent bonbons.George and Fred send over their newly developed product, a fake wand that turns into a croaking rubber duck.In a small, not-so-pretty package was a jar of salamander tails.What is this thing?Frowning, Riddle read the instructions on the card.It turned out to be an amulet from Neville.He couldn't help laughing, for fear that the other party would drop the salamander's tail.

It's kinda cute.In the end, the other party just muttered something, and really hung the salamander's tail around his neck.

The last gift was from Professor McGonagall. "This is an unused Golden Snitch." Riddle read out the content on the card, "Catch it as soon as it is opened, and it will be yours entirely. What do you mean?"

The Snitch has a physical memory and will remember the first person who touches it.

I've never paid attention to this kind of stupid movement, hum.That being said, the other party opened the box enthusiastically, and the snitch slipped through his fingers.

"Damn it! The Snitch is coming!" Riddle pointed with his wand, and the Snitch returned to his hand, with its two little wings curled up, lying quietly in the palm of his hand.

I can understand why you see Quidditch as a stupid sport.

To shut up!

I guess you invented the Flying Charm because you can't ride a broom?

Not at all!

Alright, let's think about how to modify the Snitch. I suddenly found that it can be a very useful scouting tool.It is concealed, not easy to be found, and flexible. Even if it is discovered, others will at most treat it as a snitch who got lost during training.

Are you going to put a two-way mirror on it?

Yes, but an improved version.I need it to have the ability of long-distance reconnaissance, adjustable lens.

It's not difficult, I'm thinking about how you can control it.You definitely have to put a bunch of counter-spells on it, like to be able to resist flying spells, not to be blocked by impediment spells, and so on, so other people can't control it, but neither can you.

It's really a hassle, and I have to make sure it can function far away from me, otherwise the Snitch's speed advantage won't be useful.

They basically spent the rest of the winter vacation overcoming this problem.The Snitch flapped its wings happily around the room every day, but they couldn't do anything about it.

"I really want to make it a Horcrux." On the last day of the vacation, he was lying on the bed, chatting with Riddle. "That way I have perfect control over it."

/ Don't be impulsive, making a Horcrux is not as simple as you think.Besides, whom are you going to murder? /Riddle's words immediately dispelled this unrealistic idea.

"Maybe we can improve the way Horcruxes are made, and split souls without murder."

/Then you'll replace me as the greatest Dark wizard of the century.We just want a reconnaissance tool, don't turn our thinking into the most difficult areas. /

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☆、Chamber 15

At the end of the vacation, he couldn't think of any practical way to deal with the Snitch.

He arrived at the Gryffindor Tower with Professor McGonagall, and when he opened the door, a wave of strong cheers hit his face.There was a huge crowd in the common room in what looked like a celebration, with gold and red decorations everywhere, and Lee Jordan's impassioned commentary echoed through the hall, "...now Wood's Chaser holds the ball...over Ron's Chaser, great pass! They're going to score - no! Ron's Bludger hit Wood's Chaser exactly..." The students onlookers erupted in wailing. "Now Ron has the ball..."

"What's going on here?" Professor McGonagall looked at the group of students in shock.

A group of people all turned around, as if caught by the teacher for a night tour, they were so frightened that they didn't dare to breathe.The game continued on the model Quidditch pitch about the size of a pool table behind them, but Ron and Wood were no longer in control.Ron's ears were red, and Wood's face was tense.

"I think that's my Christmas present for Ron," he whispered. "A mock Quidditch game."

"Oh?" Professor McGonagall raised an eyebrow, "How's the game going?"

This sentence immediately ignited the atmosphere in the common room.The students chattered together. "Ron is too strong! Wood has lost three games in a row!" "...but Wood is still the most promising candidate to beat Ron." "I want to play in person." Gryffindor chased the ball Angelina said, "Wood's not a bad Chaser, but he's always close to luck..." "It's cooperation!" Fred interjected, "Wood's players don't cooperate well enough. With the Chaser, you lose sight of the other."

"Let me try it." Professor McGonagall walked to the side of the arena and rolled up his sleeves.Lee Jordan has called a stop to the game, allowing the chess players to rest and replace them with another group of players.Wood's team was downcast, Ron's was cheering.

"Professor, you also play Quidditch?" George opened his mouth wide.

"Of course! I used to be Gryffindor's Seeker." Professor McGonagall raised his chin, as if George had asked a stupid question.

"Great! Professor, kill Ron!"

They started a new round.

The Weasley twins pulled him aside. "You are such a genius! Ron has had such a great time these days, everyone wants to ask him to borrow that simulated stadium to play, he has become the most popular student in Gryffindor!" Fred sighed . "Wood has made a decision to let Ron succeed him after he leaves."

"We have to send four people every day to drag Wood away from the simulated court." George shook his head helplessly, "He's obsessed with that thing. I think it's a good thing. Watching him play is better than watching his pile of caterpillar tactics. Much better, right?"

"But we still have to practice in the wind and snow. Wood hopes to develop us into a team that can play in any weather. Let's not talk about that, you made that thing yourself? Have you ever thought about it? Make a fortune out of it?"

"I discussed it with Fred. He thinks there is a business opportunity, but I think it is very difficult." George pulled him to sit down. "This thing should not be easy to make. Too much magic needs to be applied, and it should take a lot of time to make one. This means that its cost is very high, and you have to sell it at a high price to earn it back."

"I also prefer products with small profits but high sales. If it is high-cost and high-priced, it means that the risk is high. You must have enough upfront investment, and the market you are targeting is too high-end." Fred looked at that "I don't think our family can afford it. It probably takes Malfoy's family to order such a golf course. The real trouble is that it is not a one-time consumable. For example, if our academy buys one, it can be used for many years. In this way products will not sell well.”

He really didn't think about how to make money from this craft.George was right. He put a lot of thought into making this stadium. If he really wanted to sell it, he could only make it to order, and he would make one for every order.But when they said this, his mind also opened up, "I don't sell such a complicated one. This is a prototype, I can sell a simplified version. And I want to sell the stadium and players separately."

"Unpack?" the twins asked in unison. "This thing is just like Wizard Chess. Whose Wizard Chess only sells chess pieces but not chess boards or only sells chess boards but not chess pieces?"

This kind of marketing idea is very common in the Muggle world. I didn't expect wizards to be so unfamiliar. "The stadium is a platform, and the players are the content. It is not difficult to make the stadium, even a Muggle can make it. I can outsource this part to a Muggle factory. The stadium is sold cheaply, but the price of the players is very high. High, and the players have to be sold individually. For those who don’t have enough funds, they can sell a stadium first, and then buy two or three players. They are not in a hurry to get two teams together at the beginning. When they get started, they don’t feel satisfied , and add new players.”

The twins listened dumbfounded.

"Players will be graded. The basic version only has some common tactics, the advanced version has more tactics, and the professional version is like Ron's. Players can design new tactics and train their own players. The players of each version The price is different. We can also cooperate with Quidditch supplies stores to make well-known players into players with their signature tactics. Players can collect stars and form their own dream team. According to the progress of the World Cup, we can make peripherals For products, the shape of the stadium in each World Cup is different, and we will launch a limited edition special edition of the stadium accordingly. There is also the update of tactics, new tactics are invented, and players can buy them separately and inject them into their players.”

"It's so talented!" George exclaimed, "It turns out that things can still be sold like this!"

"We sincerely invite you to join Weasley's joke shop, although we are still in the product development stage." Fred took his hand and shook it vigorously. "Man, you are so suitable for making game products! We also read the ancient rune version you gave Hermione. Although it is a product for high school students, the idea is also great!"

"I didn't invent these things either." He was a little embarrassed, but these ideas had already existed in the Muggle world.

"Oh, that doesn't matter. Speaking of which, our dad studies Muggle stuff all day long, so why doesn't he have these ideas?" Fred asked.

"Because Dad just likes to collect plugs." George shrugged. "And the battery."

"By the way, where's Hermione?" He found that there was no sign of Hermione in the common room, but this was not surprising, it was too noisy here, and Hermione probably didn't like it.

"She was sick and spent the whole winter vacation in the medical wing." Fred looked regretful. "Poor girl."

He very much suspected that something went wrong with Hermione's Polyjuice Potion, otherwise how could such a good person be hospitalized?

"If you don't mind, I'll go upstairs first." He pointed to the luggage in his hand.

On the stairs, he met Neville, "That's the best Christmas present I've ever received." The other said to him in a low voice.

He gave him an encouraging smile.

Back in the dormitory, he found that Harry didn't go downstairs to watch the game, but was teasing the little lion by the bedside.

"Hi, happy holidays," he greeted. "How does the Polyjuice Potion work?"

"It didn't go well. Me and Ron became Crabbe and Goyle, and we got into the Slytherin common room, but even Malfoy didn't know who opened the Chamber of Secrets. Hermione was out of luck, She mistook a piece of cat hair for Millicent's hair, and it turned out... well, don't go to the hospital wing to see her, she doesn't want to see anyone. Fortunately, you gave her the ancient rune board so that she wouldn't be in the hospital. The medical wing is boring as hell, and now she's already prepping for her third-year class."

"Not Malfoy? Who else do you think might be the heir of Slytherin?"

"Ron insists that this has something to do with Malfoy. I don't know, I don't think so." Harry frowned. "Would you like to tell me about the Gaunt family? What kind of people are they? All I know is that they hate Muggles. If I do have Slytherin blood in me, no matter what line it comes from, they're all my relatives, right?"

"Does this bother you? If you are really relatives, would you be ashamed to have such relatives?" he asked softly.

"I'm not sure. I don't know anything about them. I think you have a point. Sometimes it's just that people are biased. I can speak Parseltongue. Does that mean I'm a bad person? I didn't use this ability to do it." Bad thing, why should you be ashamed of it?" The other party's expression was very serious. "So I want to really get to know them before drawing conclusions."

"The situation at Gunter's house...is very complicated." He sat on the bed. "There are also many different opinions among pure-blood families. For example, the Weasley family is also a pure-blood family. They do not marry real Muggles, but they can accept Muggle-born wizards. The Malfoy family is between the two. , many centuries ago, the Malfoy family was famous for being active in the Muggle world, and amassed a lot of wealth because of their cross-border status." He saw the surprised expression on Harry's face. "Yes, after the Secrecy Act, the Malfoy family cut off ties with Muggles. A family like the Gaunts who attaches great importance to blood and does not allow any Muggle blood to join is actually as rare as the Weasleys .”

"What they value is actually something higher than blood, tradition, the tradition of wizards. They look down on Muggle-born wizards because in their view, these wizards are like outsiders, bringing the culture of the Lower Liba people to destroy them The tradition of establishing the so-called Ministry of Magic based on the number of people—yes, the Gaunt family does not recognize the Ministry of Magic, nor do they recognize those laws—to protect the interests of Muggles, which in turn deprive wizards of their interests. They think this is because Muggles The kind of wizards who grow up always think of themselves as Muggles. Think about yourself, you grew up in the Muggle world, and there is no essential difference between Muggles and wizards for you."

"Yeah, are they all human?" Harry muttered.

"There are also disputes between humans. Wizards and Muggles are both humans, but they are not a group after all, and there are still a lot of conflicts of interest." He sighed. "Give me a simple example, Hogwarts, do you think Hogwarts can be moved?"

"No, of course not, with such a big castle."

"The castle is not the main problem, but the magic attached to this land. Many ancient magics are linked to the land. Once removed, the magic will become invalid. If Hogwarts is not protected by ancient magic , the students inside will not be safe, and people like Voldemort can invade the castle at any time and bring the war into the castle."

"That's too bad." Harry looked serious, and seemed to have followed his train of thought.

"The location of Hogwarts is very sensible, but what if the Big Four chose to build the school near London?"

"Of course they wouldn't choose anywhere near London!" Harry retorted, "It's too easy for Muggles to spot!"

"What you have in mind is London now," he pointed out. "Big city, huge population, center of transportation and logistics. Hogwarts was founded before the Norman landings, and you know what the Norman landings are. Right? The Duke of Normandy in France unified England. At that time, England was still in the Anglo-Saxon period, with multiple political centers, and the Danes invaded England and occupied a large piece of land in what is now eastern England. London happened to be sandwiched between Anglo-Saxon - Between the territory of Saxon and the territory of Denmark. It is an important city, but the city at that time was actually just a small town, and there was a large area of ​​uninhabited land nearby. It was safe for Hogwarts to be built there. And London was on the border at the time, so it was conceivable that not many people would gather, except for the army."

"So, assuming Hogwarts is built near London, what then?"

"London is expanding. Muggle forces are expanding all over the UK, urbanization, railways, highways, they don't know the existence of wizards, they will only develop more land as the population expands. Until one day, Muggles put The gas station was built at the gate of Hogwarts."

Harry gasped.

"In modern times, wizards have generally advocated being invisible to Muggles. They think it is very unsafe to let Muggles know the existence of magic. But if a magical center like Hogwarts is surrounded by Muggle buildings, wizards still How long can it be kept secret from Muggles? And Hogwarts cannot be moved. The conflict between Muggles and wizards will reach a fever pitch here."

"I think I understand a little bit."

"Fortunately, Hogwarts was built in the mountains of Scotland, but not all ancient wizarding settlements are so lucky. There are not many wizarding villages left intact in the UK today Well, Hogsmeade is one of the best preserved, Godric's Hollow is also the hometown of the founder of Gryffindor, and it is also your home, Harry. Other places, such as Ferret Mountain, are Wes Where the Lays are, with the Digorys and the Lovegoods nearby, it's not a purely wizarding village any more."

Harry nodded.

"The worst are those who put their ancestral home in the city. For example, the Black family, who are known as the oldest and most noble, their ancestral home is in the center of London, not far from King's Cross Railway Station. Because of the secrecy law, they Had to turn my ancestral home into a Muggle apartment. Can you imagine Hogwarts being forced to transform into a high-rise building? You have to study here for seven years, it looks like a Muggle high school There is no difference at all."

Harry laughed, "It's not like a wizarding school at all, and then we can't play Quidditch, Muggles will definitely see it."

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☆、Chamber 16

"The Gaunt family is also facing this dilemma. It should be said that the history of the decline of the Gaunt family over the past 1000 years is the epitome of pure-blood wizards. Their territory was invaded by Muggles, and Little Hangleton is already a Muggle. The town of Muggle has disappeared, only Gaunt's ancestral home has not been acquired. For them, this is a violation of their private territory. They are wizards, but they are forced to live with Muggles without choice, and endure unknowing everyday. The taunts and taunts of affectionate Muggles. Think of the Dursleys, what it would be like if you were to live with them your whole life."

"I'd rather live with Voldemort!" said Harry immediately. "I'm not kidding!"

"There is also the degradation of wizards' ability. Magic ability has little to do with blood. Many Muggle-born wizards are also very powerful, such as Hermione, and your mother, Lily Evans." When he said this , A proud smile appeared on Harry's face. "The Gaunts didn't go to Hogwarts. Their magical ability is not enough, it's unimaginable, right? The descendants of Slytherin can't go to Hogwarts. And the population is withered, they don't get along with the non-pure Blood marriage, only close relatives can marry, and the result is that the number of people is getting smaller and smaller."

"This means that pure-blood families are getting farther and farther away from the core of wizarding political power. They can't enter the Ministry of Magic because they don't have a diploma. They can't organize a powerful wizarding group because they don't have enough strength. They have nothing but tradition and past Fame, they have nothing but a large number of ancient magic items, and a noble surname. Even since they have no financial support from the Muggle world - the number of wizards is too small, as an economy, the productivity of the wizarding world and The consumption power is too low - they are poor. Many pure-blood families are forced to sell their ancestral treasures to make ends meet. Shops like Bokin & Burke like to buy these old family heirlooms at a low price and resell them to emerging Nouveau riche. In the end, the only thing they can hold on to as their only glory is their surname and blood."

"It's very sad. Imagine the Gaunts, with their proud lineage, clinging to their ancestral home so dilapidated that you stand in it and smell the decay. The smell of decay and withering, never to find their former glory. They sold all their possessions, leaving only the last relic that could prove their identity, and would rather eat moldy bread than sell it. They are Squibs and crappy wizards with little magic except Parseltongue, which only adds to their misery, reminding them of how powerful the family once was and now only a few Wrecks that even Muggles look down on. Tell me, Harry, does this prove their evil?"

Harry shook his head, "I don't like Malfoy's arrogance, and I don't like him saying bad things to Hermione. But pure-blood wizards insist on their pride. There is nothing evil or wrong about it. They just chose a path that I don't like. The way to understand, but their persistence is still worth admiring."

"I think you probably understand why the Gaunts died. But I have to say, their demise was very dramatic. Morfin went to prison for killing a Muggle, but you know why he killed the Muggle Melon? As I said before, the Gaunts were inbreeding, and Morfin was going to marry his sister, Merope, a Squib girl. It was very tragic that she was born into such a family, and as you can imagine, she was a girl, which means That means she can't bear the Gaunt name, she's a Squib, a disgrace in a pure-blood family, and most unforgivably, she's in love with a Muggle."

"She... what?" Harry was taken aback, "Isn't she a descendant of Slytherin?"

"So what? You can also speak Parseltongue. Don't you just hate Muggles?"

"No...of course not..." Harry calmed down, "but she will definitely be ostracized by her own relatives, right?"

"It's very possible. But after Morfin knew she liked Muggles, he just taught that Muggle a lesson. I think it was a prank. According to the Ministry of Magic's materials, he made the unlucky Muggle's face covered with hives."

"Just like Hagrid did to Dudley." Harry laughed. "What happened to the Muggle after that?"

"People from the Ministry of Magic helped him cancel the spell and canceled his memory. Then they found Morfin and wanted to arrest him. Morfin and his father fought hard, and both of them went to jail. Morfin was sentenced to three years. Year."

Harry stopped smiling. "Is it too strict? Is it just a prank?"

"Yeah, but it violated the Statute of Secrecy. I don't think Morfin meant it badly either, the Gaunts don't obey the law, and he probably doesn't have a clue about the Protection Law. And he knows the Muggle doesn't like his sister, maybe he just Want Merope to change his mind. But tragedy has already happened. When Morfin was released from prison, his father died, and his sister was dumped by the Muggle after elopement, and died in London not long after. , and lost the family heirloom. He was the only one left in a good family. "

"He must have hated that Muggle," Harry said softly.

"It's hard to say. For a long time, Morfin didn't lay hands on the Muggle. No one knows why he killed the Muggle one day on a whim. The Ministry of Magic searched his house A lot of empty wine bottles, maybe because of the impulsiveness of drinking too much. They arrested Morfin, and Morfin admitted his crime. He had no remorse, and was even proud of it. Finally, one day, he The father and sister took revenge. So the court sentenced him to life imprisonment."

"Didn't he try to excuse himself?" Harry asked eagerly. "He's drunk too much! Manslaughter!"

"Harry, Morfin probably...doesn't want to live anymore." He was suddenly a little unsure whether he should tell Harry this, maybe it was too early, and the other party didn't have enough mental capacity to face the real truth world. "He has nothing, everything he once cherished is gone, he has nothing to love, and is willing to die at any time. Killing that Muggle may be the only thing he wants to do before he dies."

For a long time, Harry's mouth was open, unable to speak.

"I don't think I hate them, I said the Gunter family." After the other party finally regained his pronunciation ability, he spoke his thoughts slowly. "Their purism is absurd, I still think so, but the rest of them... When the Ministry of Magic came to arrest Morfin, old Gaunt stood up for his son, who must have loved Morfin. Morfin knew he When his older sister fell in love with Muggles, he didn't dislike her or break off relations with her. In fact, he still loved her, right? And his older sister, Merope, was born in such a family but had the courage to pursue her own happiness. She Nothing wrong, the Muggle failed her. They're not bad people, at least not the bad people I thought they were at first, arrogant and torturing Muggles for fun. They have love and courage because of love, they have nothing to do with us The difference, they're just...they're just born in the wrong place! If they weren't descended from Slytherins, they could be a happy family!"

"But we can't choose our origins. They didn't ask themselves to be the descendants of Slytherin, they were born that way. Those pure-blood wizards, they can't choose their own family, they are born to bear the responsibility, to protect themselves The people and things you love have to face all kinds of contradictions in this world."

Harry was silent for a while, then looked up expectantly, "That Muggle, did he and Merope have any offspring?"

"They had a son. No, you don't think it's your grandfather or grandfather. All the evidence points to the son of Merope and the Muggle being Voldemort."

"Voldemort?" Harry exclaimed. "How could it be him? He hates Muggles so much...his father was a Muggle!"

"I think," he said in a very slow tone, "that Voldemort would have good reason to hate Muggles when he knew his parentage."

"Yes." Harry looked a little listless. "You said that Merope died soon, so Voldemort should be an orphan like me?"

"He is."

This made Harry even more frowning.

He could understand Harry's embarrassment.This world is not clearly divided into good and evil, they do not interfere with each other, there is no similarity.The most difficult thing is that you can fully understand the enemy, but you have to force yourself to kill them. "Evil doesn't happen out of thin air, Harry," he said at last, hoping to make the other person feel better. "The pure-blood family is slowly dying, and it is getting closer and closer to the end. Such people are terrible. They have nothing and are not afraid of losing. They can do anything. Their situation got worse. That's why Voldemort was born. The Dark Ages of the wizarding world were not just created by a group of cowardly, cowardly, greedy people. Yes, among Voldemort's followers There is no shortage of villains like this, but that was when his power was unprecedented. Who would support him in his early days? How could anyone support him if his claims had no merit? Voldemort appeared It is an inevitable result, you can kill Voldemort, but as long as you don’t exterminate the pure-blood family, and don’t exterminate all those who are oppressed by the secrecy law, sooner or later a second Voldemort will be born.”

"Are you willing to eliminate pure-bloods? Your friend, Ron, is from a pure-blood family. Headmaster Dumbledore also comes from an ancient pure-blood family. Neville, the Longbottom family is also illustrious among pure-bloods." Famous, those Hufflepuffs you don't like, Hannah Abbott and Ernie, they are also pure blood. You can say that because they support you, they can be tolerated. But the disappearance of the concept of pure blood, not Just a few people who died, and the old family tradition that goes with it. Like the Burrow, you love the Weasleys' garden, and the magical household items like their clock and talking Mirrors. But one day, all of these will disappear. Muggle-born wizards bring new traditions, and the old and old things of the past are gradually abandoned. Is this what you want? It is easy to destroy the enemy, maintain what you want It is complex and difficult.”

"I need to think about it." Harry collapsed on the bed, with the lion cub rubbing beside him. "I never thought about that."

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☆、Chamber 17

They stopped for a while.Riddle kept urging him that Dumbledore could be kicked out of the school with just one more attack, but he didn't want to push Harry too hard, preferring to set aside a period of time for Harry to digest the huge amount of information .As the assault was gradually put behind them, the atmosphere in the school became more lively, Ernie stopped targeting Harry, and everyone seemed to be completely relaxed.

During the Easter break, Year [-] students choose their courses for next year.

"I suggest you choose the Protection of Magical Creatures class." He borrowed a stack of books from the library, and said to the nervous Neville, facing the timetable. "Among the five elective courses, Protection of Magical Creatures is the only course that requires less memorization and mainly relies on practice."

Neville immediately ticked Care of Magical Creatures.

"In the remaining lessons, the ancient runes are too difficult for you." He handed Neville a dictionary that was too heavy to lift. "You need to learn a very complex language, part-of-speech changes, grammar, sentence structure, tense, and there should be some content related to etymology."

"No." Neville shook his head.

"Muggle Studies is relatively easy, but I'm not sure how to teach it." He flipped through his Muggle Studies textbook. "The content is not too difficult, physics, mainly around electricity, and some... I think it is common sense. Are you okay?"

Neville was staring in a cold sweat at the open page of his textbook, which showed a schematic diagram of a generator.

"Well, the remaining two are divination and arithmetic divination, both of which are impractical. The divination class is mainly about learning to see omens, and the examiner will not really ask you to make any predictions, because there are very few people with the ability to foresee There are few. But you need to be able to memorize the basics of divination, such as the big dog represents death, and so on." Harry and Ron also came over with their schedules, and he glanced at them and continued, "Divination The content is complicated, you need to be able to read tea leaves, crystal balls, playing cards, palmistry, horoscope charts... Most of the items can be fooled, you just need to remember the meaning of the omen, and then freely play with the divination props. "

Harry and Ron laughed. "This course