[HP] How to properly feed the savior

"I guess you never realized that you've grown into a handsome young man, did you?" Professor McGonagall giggled, which he wasn't used to.

At this time, he was at the Yule Ball, with his arms around Professor McGonagall's waist, slowly turning around.It took him a few seconds to understand what Professor McGonagall meant, "Those girls didn't harass you, did they?"

"They don't dare." The other party said solemnly, "But I can see that many girls are deeply resentful for your choice."

"I thought they only chose me because I was a warrior." He didn't know those girls well, and he couldn't think of any other reason for them to invite him besides the reason of the Triwizard Tournament.

"This is one reason, you looked very charming in the first project." Seeing his raised eyebrows in surprise, Professor McGonagall giggled again, "It seems that you are really slow. The judges don't know Giving you high marks because, you shouldn't kill that dragon, that's a treasure to protect animals, other than that, your performance is very good, can be said to be the most exciting of all the warriors. Those girls must be in the first project I was impressed by you, and you really look good... except for a little baby face."

He didn't want to have any further discussions about his baby face.

"How's the second research project going?" The other party saw that he was sluggish, so he changed the subject.

"I've figured out most of the content, just don't know what 'beloved baby' is." He answered truthfully.

For the third time, the other party let out the kind of laughter that annoyed him.

"You'll know when the time comes." Professor McGonagall pursed his lips, still unable to restrain his smile. "What about Harry? How much do you know about his progress?"

"He probably hasn't started researching yet." He wasn't optimistic about Harry's condition. "Since the end of the first project, he has deliberately avoided everything related to the golden egg."

"It's time for him to relax. The first project should have put him under a lot of pressure." Professor McGonagall nodded. "However, the clues of the second project are not so easy to decipher. Tom should have helped you a lot, right? Don't be surprised. He was very interested in the languages ​​of various non-human races when he was in school. I guess it was influenced by Dumbledore. Lido influence."

He remembered that Myrtle mentioned that Dumbledore could speak the language of the mermaid, and felt that he could understand it.

"If he still has no clue after this holiday, you'd better help him." Professor McGonagall said in a business-like tone, "After all, both of you are Hogwarts warriors, no matter who wins To honor the school. You wouldn't mind helping Harry, would you?"

"I don't mind. But I would like to see what the man who put Harry's name into the Goblet of Fire will do." He paused, and then added, "Besides, he may not be willing to accept my help."

"Do you want to follow suit when he plays childish temper?" Professor McGonagall hit the nail on the head.

"Okay." He could only agree.

The dance lasted until twelve o'clock, and girls kept coming to invite him to dance in the middle, and Professor McGonagall went to dance with Ludo Bagman.Harry and Ron disappeared quickly, and he was too embarrassed to refuse the girls, so he didn't have time to rest until the dance was over.

"Harry." On the way back to the tower, he stopped Harry, "Do you have an idea for the second project?"

"Of course there is." Harry said duplicity, "What's the matter? You can't figure it out?"

"I've figured out what the second project wants us to do." He saw through the other party's guilt, "If you need help, you can come to me, since you helped me in the first project."

He was about to leave when Harry shouted angrily behind him, "Don't lie! You already knew that the first project was a dragon, and I found out later that you were already practicing flying on Sunday." ! Was it detected by your snitch? It has often followed me recently, do you want to investigate my progress?"

He would let the Snitch follow Harry sometimes, just to see who was helping Harry, and he didn't expect to offend the sharp-eyed Seeker. "Well, since you said that, let's be fair." He sighed, "Let's make a deal, you get what you want, and I get what I want."

"What do you want?" the other party asked arrogantly, "Is there anything else you can't do?"

"The Marauder's Map, I want to borrow it to study it for two days."

Harry looked at him suspiciously, "Only for two days? Then you tell me the secret of the golden egg?"

"Yes." He believed that with his and Riddle's abilities, if the map could not be completed in two days, more time would be useless.

Harry hesitated, "If you just want to use the map, you can always ask me to borrow it. Where's the clue to the golden egg?"

"You take the golden egg to take a bath, soak the golden egg in the water and you'll know."

"That's it?" The other party didn't seem to believe it.

"You can try first, and then give me the map if you succeed."

"No," Harry quickly refused, "I'll give you the map when I get back to the dormitory."

He didn't wait until the next morning, and sat in the common room with Riddle that night to crack the Marauder's Map.

"It's a genius." Riddle sighed at the map, "It turned out to be the magic on the stolen student list and faculty list, but how did they do it?"

"Blake's family has a headmaster, do you remember?" He could only say that thanks to the help of Sirius, otherwise this map would not have been made. "Phineas Nigellus. He probably opened the back door for Sirius Black."

The Marauder's map actually consists of two parts, one is the school map, and this is the credit of the hijackers, who drew the entire Hogwarts map and marked the secret words on the map.The other is the small dots representing students and faculty members, which are more accurate than GPS locators, and can clearly identify everyone. He has always been curious about the principle of this. Only today did he know that it was Sirius who stole the list of schools. The data is the contract signed to the new wizards all over the UK since the era of the Big Four.

"It's cheating." Riddle yelled, "I, a true descendant of Slytherin, can't even steal data."

"That's because you have never been a headmaster. These things should be under the control of the headmaster." Only then did he understand why headmaster Dumbledore had no fear of the school's board of directors. The key things were controlled by Dumbledore, and the board of directors Complaints can only be made in name.

"What are you going to do? We can't sneak into Dumbledore's office and mess with the list."

"We don't need it. The hijacker four solved everything for us, we just need to link the data from the Marauder's Map." He found the snow globe that Professor McGonagall gave him last year, and put the Huo The model of Gwarz Castle became a structural framework almost a person's height. He didn't like the flat map, and the three-dimensional model was more suitable for his style. "However, if the Marauder's Map is destroyed, this copy will also be useless."

He used his magic wand to control the model to rotate and see through any room.Most of the students stayed in the dormitory, and the bright blue dots representing them were crowded and piled up next to each other, and their names were stacked on top of each other, making it difficult to see clearly.This is the disadvantage of the Marauder's map. If the units are too dense, it will be difficult to distinguish everyone.He zoomed in on his model until he could clearly see each student's name.

"It doesn't have my name in it." Riddle observed the Gryffindor common room with interest. "Horcruxes can't be marked, but ghosts can. With this thing, we can avoid peaches in the future." Golden lady."

Meanwhile Myrtle was in her own bathroom, presumably because there was no one to bathe for the latter part of the night.

"Look here," he was looking into Myrtle's bathroom when he caught a glimpse of someone who shouldn't be there. "Barty Crouch! He's...in Snape's storeroom? Why is he there?"

"The referee of the Triwizard Tournament?" Riddle frowned.Snape was patrolling the corridors on the second floor, apparently unaware of the unexpected visitor to his storeroom. "Isn't he sick? I remember he didn't come to the ball tonight?"

"He had his personal assistant, Percy, come over for him." He pondered the implications of that.Crouch didn't come to the ball himself, but sneaked into Snape's storage room?Or was Pipercy's presence just a cover-up?In fact, the other party has already sneaked into the castle, and has a plan?But what good was Snape's storeroom up to?Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, "Gill weed! Neville said that there is gill weed in Snape's storage room, and that is the answer to the second item!"

"So he's here to help Harry? Is it too early? The second project won't be until the end of February." Riddle disagreed with this point of view.

"But he doesn't always have the opportunity to come to the school." He felt a little strange. If Crouch came without telling others, then the other party could enter the castle at any time, not necessarily tonight.Harry hadn't even figured out the clue of the golden egg, but the other party had already prepared the gills, which was indeed a bit too rushed. "At least now Crouch is the most suspect."

"I don't think the main soul can win over Crouch, that is a very old pure-blood family... How much do you know about Crouch?" Riddle paced in the common room.

"Not too much." Crouch used to be in the Department of Legal Enforcement, and many files mentioned this famous person, but in terms of understanding of temperament, he knew no more than Riddle. "We met him at the Quidditch World Cup, remember? He was hard-working, meticulous, and looked very rigid. He hated dark wizards very much. Of course, this may be fake, but from his behavior of firing Winky See, at least he's a guy who cares about his own honor."

He sat down on the sofa and watched the model of Hogwarts floating in the air. "I think there's one thing that shows the essence of him the most. His son, Barty Crouch Jr. was a Death Eater who was accused of taking part in the torture of the Longbottoms, and Crouch himself sentenced his son to life  … ...Barty Jr. died in Azkaban not long after. This incident greatly damaged the reputation of Crouch, who was supposed to be Minister of Magic, but Fudge took advantage of it."

Riddle also stopped walking around, found a seat and sat down. "He sent his son to prison? How many sons does he have?" The other party asked softly in disbelief.

"That's the only one." He thought for a while, "I heard that his wife also died not long after. She worked in the Ministry of Magic before she was alive. I think her death is a fatal blow to Crouch's prestige."

"This is very unusual, very unusual." The other party began to pace again, "This is not something a pure-blood wizard would do. I think many people will think that Crouch puts his family at the expense of his own reputation and future. regardless of."

"Yes, the public opinion at the time tended to blame Crouch Sr., not his son." He recalled the contents of the Daily Prophet. "Barty Jr. is a very good wizard with excellent grades. He went straight to the Ministry of Magic after graduation. Before he was arrested, no one would have thought that he was a Death Eater... He was not even a rebellious person. If he hadn't been arrested If caught on the spot, I think most people will tend to think that there is something hidden in it. A promising young man, his father is already a certainty to become the Minister of Magic, and he is about to rise in the political arena. And Voldemort, at that time Already out of power, the Death Eaters are either dead or locked up - old Crouch has a lot of help in it. Why do you think he's going to press the Longbottoms? No one with brains He'll do it, and he's got a good brain."

"I guess you already have the answer."

"It's just a guess. I have too little material." He didn't deliberately investigate Little Crouch, but just read some relevant materials while investigating the main soul. "I think little Crouch regards the main soul as his spiritual father."

Riddle looked up sharply.

"Imagine Crouch's family. The father is strict and unreasonable. The son is under great pressure but does not receive loving care. Little Crouch has tried to seek his father's approval, just like you, persecution himself, let himself be an excellent or even perfect person, hoping to please his father... But he never succeeded. In front of his father, he would only fail again and again until despair. But his Despair does not simply give up, he goes against his father, who becomes his enemy."

"But he didn't kill old Crouch." Riddle muttered to himself.

"He found someone who can love him and see his hard work, why should he care about his biological father?"

The other party let out a short and piercing sneer, "You mean the main soul? He won't fall in love with anyone, I promise."

"He won't, but he can pretend he will. It's easy, isn't it?" He could almost imagine how the relationship between the main soul and little Crouch would develop, "Think about yourself, you in your Isn’t the despair you experienced in front of your father’s generation less than that of little Crouch? Isn’t your disappointment, hatred for your father, and even the feeling of happiness after killing your father stronger than that of little Crouch? You can fully understand his feelings , and for little Crouch, the main soul is the only person who can understand him, others will only envy him for having a powerful father, and the main soul is like his future, a son who hates his father will eventually With such a great achievement, it's not surprising that little Crouch wants to follow the main soul."

"He will regard the failure of the main soul as his own failure. His future is suddenly bleak, and he will return to the oppression of his biological father and endure everything he does not want to endure." Riddle continued his words Analyzing, "That's why he acts like that. It's not difficult for a person to suffer despair, but it's driving him crazy to give him hope and take it away."

He sighed, and an unspeakably heavy silence fell over the two of them.

"Will old Crouch realize this?" After a long time, the other party suddenly asked.

"I don't think he knows or cares what caused his son to be like this." He glanced at the Hogwarts model again, and Crouch was no longer in Snape's storage room. "But there is no doubt that he will never stand with the main soul in this life."

"That's right." Riddle stared at the model, wondering what he was thinking.