[HP] How to properly feed the savior

It was a sunny day on the wedding day.Even in the UK in summer, it is rare to see a few consecutive days of clear skies, because there has been no rain for a week, and the long grass on the Ermine Mountain is golden, which looks really festive under the light blue sky .The white tent used for the wedding stood on this golden grass, and every entrance of the tent was guarded by guards, some of them were members of the Order of the Phoenix, and some of them were found by Riddle from nowhere.

Harry overdosed on Polyjuice Potion and became a fictional Weasley relative whom Ron called Cousin Barney.Because Ginny and Molly were busy in the kitchen, Harry had to sit with him and watch Ron and Hermione dance in the tent.Julie stood behind him, her Muggle attire was out of place with everyone in the tent.Krum, who was invited by Fleur, sat beside Harry, looking wistfully at Hermione on the dance floor.

"Who's that guy?" Krum pointed at Xenophilius Lovegood suddenly, angrily. "If he wasn't a guest invited by Fu Rong, I'd have to fight him on the spot! Wearing that evil symbol on his chest?"

"That's Mr. Lovegood. He lives nearby, and his daughter is a classmate with us." Riddle, who was supposed to be in charge of security work, came out of nowhere. "You seem to be very interested in the symbol of the Deathly Hallows."

"Deathly Hallows?" Krum frowned in bewilderment, and looked even angrier.No doubt the Durmstrang warrior thought he was being teased by Riddle. "That's the sign of Grindelwald! Grindelwald carved this symbol on the wall when he was studying in Durmstrang! I have passed that sign almost every day over the years, and I will never admit it!"

"I don't doubt what you mean." Riddle took an orange cocktail for himself, and sat down beside Krum, "You know that Grindelwald's followers are called saints, right?" Without waiting for Krum Speaking, Riddle continued on his own, "But do you know why they call themselves saints? Saints actually mean followers of the Hallows. Grindelwald wants to get the Deathly Hallows. He thinks that if he Possessing three Deathly Hallows can rule the world. When his influence is all over Europe, the saints are looking for the whereabouts of the Deathly Hallows for him."

Krum's expression eased a little, "It turns out that he already had such great ambitions when he was a student. But how can this person not be a follower of Grindelwald? According to you, the saints will definitely Wear a badge like this."

"The symbol of the Deathly Hallows appeared earlier than Grindelwald's rise." Riddle took a sip of his drink noncommittally, "The power of saints hardly exists in England, and Grindelwald has never extended his hand to England. But the legend of the Deathly Hallows is the most widely circulated in England. People regard the Deathly Hallows as a symbol of some kind of truth, and think that it will give people some kind of ultimate wisdom... I know Xenophilius , He has always been interested in things like this kind of country knowledge, strange talks and strange theories, and it is not unusual for him to wear such a symbol that he thinks symbolizes wisdom."

Harry chuckled, and then straightened his expression, "Tom, aren't you going to be in charge of security work? Why did you sneak in?"

"Isn't it the Death Eaters that security works against? Believe me, the Death Eaters don't have time to take care of such a small wedding. They are busy attacking the Ministry of Magic." Riddle picked up the cherry from the bottom of the glass with a small fork, casually He said, "If Scrimgeour had resisted more heroically, we would probably be able to party until midnight."

"Is it really good to build the joy of the wedding on the ruins of the Ministry of Magic?" Harry's eyes twitched.

"Most of the Aurors in the club have gone to help defend. Tonks probably didn't go. I don't think she is suitable for fighting recently. A newly married woman..." Riddle muttered, "If there is any trouble, Kings Lay will let us know."

"Is this how you British fight against the forces of black magic?" Krum looked shocked, "I've heard of the name of the Order of the Phoenix a long time ago. It was founded to resist Grindelwald's invasion of Britain. Do you think it became like this after Dumbledore died?"

"He's from the Death Eaters." Harry quickly distanced himself from Riddle. "Don't take him as a representative of the Order of the Phoenix."

Riddle glared at Harry.

"You put Death Eaters in charge of defense?" Krum looked even more surprised.

"It would be wonderful to have someone with a high status in the Death Eaters protect us." Harry gritted his teeth, and said in a sarcasm, "He knows everything, when the Death Eaters will attack, and how many people will come , it's all clear."

"You British are so strange." Krum shook his head, staring at the pendant on Xenophilius' chest again, and finally drew out his wand. "No, I have to ask him for clarification."

"Grigorovitch!" Harry exclaimed suddenly, pointing at Krum's wand.

"What's the matter with him?" Krum looked at Harry suspiciously.

"He made your wand!" said Harry eagerly.

"Yes, but where did you know that?" Krum became more suspicious.

"Uh... I read it in a magazine. I'm your fan! I read every interview you have!" Harry's lies came out of his mouth.

"I don't remember ever talking about my wand during the interview." Krum's scowling softened a little. "Maybe I forgot."

Taking advantage of Krum's trouble with Lovegood, Riddle moved to Harry's side, "Why are you suddenly interested in Gregorovich? I never knew you knew the wandmaker."

"It's just that I always dreamed of this name when I was dreaming recently." Harry scratched his head, "I can't remember where I heard this name before, and I always think it has something to do with Quidditch. Let me just say, it's a triwizard hegemony Ollivander mentioned it when Cy was examining the wand."

"Grigorovich..." Riddle muttered the name, "The main soul actually went to Europe to find him, what a detour."

"So your wand hasn't been changed yet." He caught a glimpse of Riddle starting to play with the Elder Wand in his hand again, and felt that this was a useless question.

"Yes." Riddle sighed melancholy, "I can't take the initiative to offer the Elder Wand with both hands, it seems that I am too passive. I have to ask him for something before I can negotiate terms with him."

"Now it seems that only you can negotiate terms with him." He felt a little uneasy about this.

"I have a bargaining chip in my hand that can threaten him, and I'm strong enough to win him over. Of course, I can negotiate terms with him." Riddle said proudly, crossing his arms.

"How long will he endure you?" He couldn't help asking this sentence, "Will he find out one day that as long as he gets rid of you, he can do whatever he wants in this world?"

Harry, too, turned his head and listened intently to their conversation.

"Maybe there will be such a day, maybe that day will never come." Riddle still said calmly. "The thinking of the main soul cannot be judged by common sense. Generally speaking, as long as I don't confront him face to face, he won't mind my little tricks. Sitting in his position, there are too many things to worry about. Do the little things by yourself, and see if there are no mistakes in the general direction."

"Is his general direction to kill me?" Harry said sarcastically.

"Kill you this summer. When you go to school, he won't be able to catch you."

"Doesn't that constitute confronting him face to face?" He shook his head, "Do you really think that Fu—"

Riddle suddenly put his finger on his lips, and warned with a serious face, "Don't say that name, he cast a spell on that name, if you say it, he will know where you are. Phoenix I have already warned the rest of the agency, and I just have to tell you."

He blushed and nodded.

"What you said just now, can I understand that you care about me?" Riddle raised a smile, "Don't worry, I will always have a way to deal with him."

"I really don't understand where your confidence comes from." He sighed helplessly.Riddle is not a simple-minded person like Harry, and he can't even be considered a decent person. The so-called power of love and protection can defeat evil. This kind of slogan can be used to unite people's hearts. If you say Riddle himself That's what he said, he couldn't believe it.Voldemort's growing power was obvious to all, so what good would Riddle gain by resisting his own future power?Is it really for the love that I have spent with my classmates all these years?

"Just relying on what I want to do, there is never something I can't do, even the main soul can't stop me." Riddle said confidently.

Over there, Krum had already broken up with Xenophilius, and began to sigh and look at the girls who were full of tents.Riddle returned to his post outside the tent.As night fell, Hermione and Ron danced one dance after another until exhausted, and Hermione sat down beside them panting, holding the uncomfortable looking high heels in her hand.

"I can't dance anymore." Hermione took a sip from a glass of wine. "Where's Victor?"

"Dancing with Julie." The unlucky international star found that the only young woman present without a male partner was Julie, and the two of them were able to talk. Julie is proficient in foreign languages. When the two passed by just now, he heard them chattering. communicate in Bulgarian.Judging from the gestures, Krum was probably talking about Quidditch with Julie.

At this moment, a silver lynx descended from the sky, opened its mouth and let out Kingsley's voice, "The Ministry of Magic has collapsed, Scrimgeour is dead, and they are here."

The author has something to say: Thank you Cheng Aiwa for the grenade~(≧▽≦)/~