[HP] How to properly feed the savior

Joining the Order of the Phoenix does not mean that they and other members of the Order of the Phoenix are comrades-in-arms.Neither he nor Riddle are of age, and they are not considered official members of the Order of the Phoenix. They cannot attend most of the meetings, but are allowed to live in the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix, which is the home of Sirius—considering that Professor McGonagall Extraordinarily busy, maybe this is a new surveillance method Dumbledore came up with.Dumbledore didn't reveal much information to them, at least not more than what the main soul told them. Except for McGonagall and Snape, the other members of the Order of the Phoenix still didn't know Riddle's true identity.Harry was also asked by the Headmaster not to reveal who Riddle was to anyone.The only thing they could make Hermione and Ron, who also lived in the headquarters, envious, was that they were allowed to join Harry's security plan.

Harry's guards changed twice a day. He and Riddle were on the night shift, changing guard with Mundungus after dark, and changing shifts with another group of men at dawn.It wasn't very interesting work, they were sitting on the roof in the dark with the Snitch peering from Harry's window.Harry would have nightmares at night, dreaming of the moment when he brushed shoulders with death in the cemetery, anyone could see that Harry was preoccupied and very irritable.And Dumbledore did not allow them to pass on information to Harry, and the friend's flashy letter could only add fuel to the fire.

"Actually, he just needs to let Harry learn Occlumency." Riddle scoffed at the headmaster's approach.

"Harry is not stupid, he will know what the headmaster is on guard against." But he had to admit that it was ironic, Dumbledore would rather trust Riddle than Harry.

"It's not necessarily going to be worse than it is now."

When they are not on duty, they also participate in the general cleaning of the headquarters.The magic items in Black's ancestral house were a little out of control, and the old house was very unwelcoming for them to live in. They had to carefully check all the items to judge whether they were harmful or harmless, and throw out those disobedient magic items.Kritch, the elf of the Black family, is a staunch opponent of this task, often picking up lost magic items.

In the beginning, Riddle resisted this job passively. Others didn't understand the value of those magic items, but Riddle knew them.Later, the main soul gave them a task to find the Slytherin locket hidden by Sirius' younger brother Regulus, and Riddle became more active, going to Regulus' room whenever he had something to do Wander around until they find the locket in a well-hidden locked box.

"What did the main soul do to our family's family heirloom?" Riddle greedily picked up the locket, but couldn't help frowning, "This thing is really terrible, fortunately it is my soul weapon, otherwise it can be used as a cursed item."

"Put it back." He whispered in the other's ear, "Klitsch is staring at us."

"No." Riddle looked at the house-elf arrogantly. "This is my mother's thing. I won't let it slip out of my hands again."

"It belongs to Master Regulus!" Kricher stopped hiding and walked out from behind the door, grabbing the locket with his slender fingers, "Master asked me to keep it!"

"It's mine! Regulus stole it from me!" Riddle held the locket high out of Kreacher's reach.

However, Kritch appeared in the air with a snap, and took a hard bite on Riddle's finger. "The young master is not a thief! You are the thief! You stole the young master's things!"

"Let go! You stupid little elf!" Riddle waved his arms vigorously, trying to shake Kerry off.Blood dripped from his fingers, and Riddle's expression almost twisted.

"Give it to us. We'll find a way to get it." He glanced uneasily down the hallway, afraid that the rest of the Order would come after hearing Klitsch's screams.If Dumbledore found out that Riddle took something from Black's old house, he would definitely become suspicious, and then interrogate and track down, to find out what Riddle wanted to take away.This will inevitably expose the existence of the Horcrux, it is better to give in first, and then steal it when you find an opportunity.

"No way!" Riddle pulled out his wand, and was about to cast magic on Klitsch, when Sirius ran up.

"What are you doing in my brother's room?" Sirius looked at the confrontation between Riddle and Klicher strangely.

"The thief brought to the house by the young master stole the young master's things." Kerry said resentfully, still refusing to let go of the locket.

"That was originally mine!" Riddle didn't let go, "My mother passed it on to me!"

Sirius looked at this and then at that before asking in confusion, "Why are your things in my brother's room?"

"Because he stole it..." Riddle replied through gritted teeth.

"That's a vicious dark magic item!" Klicer screamed, "Young master told Klicer to destroy it, so that no one else can find it, Klicer can't do it, that thing is too evil, Kerry Che's magic can't deal with it. But Klitsch can't let other people get it, and can't let the hope that the young master bought with his life go to waste!"

"My brother bought it with his life..." Sirius became even more confused, "Didn't he be killed by Voldemort? Or someone under Voldemort..."

Suddenly, Sirius Mosey suddenly realized, "Are you doing something for Voldemort?!"

"I only do things for myself!" Riddle glared at Kerry unceremoniously.

"Put it down, Tom. You shouldn't have taken it." He shook his head, now that the situation was against them, Riddle had been too careless.Before he could speak to persuade, in another field of vision of his, something that shouldn't appear was approaching Harry.

It's a dementor.Where is Mundungus?He searched around with snitches, Harry can't use magic, this will give the Ministry of Magic an excuse to attack Harry, they have expected Harry to be attacked, this is what these guards do, solve crises for Harry , Harry cannot be allowed to use magic in self-defense.

"Never!" Riddle said stubbornly, "This is mine!"

"Dark magic items are not something a student of your age can fiddle with." Sirius also pulled out his wand, and now Riddle is one-to-two, "You let go first..."

"Harry is in danger!" he said in a high voice, and the other two looked at him. "Dementor! Mundungus went somewhere..."

"Where is he?" Sirius rushed over eagerly and squeezed his shoulder.

"In a small alley between Magnolia Crescent Street and Wisteria Road." Seeing that Sirius was completely at a loss, he could only look at Riddle, "You have to follow me, I can't deal with dementors."

"My wand doesn't work in the Muggle world," Riddle said angrily.

"I will lend you." Sirius hurriedly handed over his own. "Kerry, let him go."

Krich let go of Riddle with a gloomy expression.

Together they Apparated into the vicinity of Harry, in the darkness and the air so cold it could freeze guts.Riddle raised his wand, "Call God for protection!"

The big silver cat leapt towards one of the Dementors, who was about to give Dudley a kiss.Elsewhere, Harry's stag Patronus casts out another Dementor.

"Damn it! Can't you just wait a minute?" Riddle yelled at Harry, poking the cut on his hand with his wand - Klitsch's tooth marks were still there.The blood stopped immediately.

Harry was startled when he saw them, and then angrily challenged them, "I was almost killed by that thing! You tell me to wait a while?"

They fell silent.Both Riddle and Harry were wheezing, obviously very angry.

"I'll go back to the headquarters first." Riddle raised the wand in his hand, and put the locket around his neck. "This wand must be returned to Sirius."

"Sirius? You live with him?" Harry hadn't finished speaking when Riddle Apparated and left.

Harry immediately pointed the finger at him, "What's going on?"

"I'll take you back first." He walked over to Dudley and checked the boy's condition.Dudley looked overwhelmed, shaking, his mouth shut.He picked up Dudley and put it on his shoulders, "Let's go, it's not safe here."

"You haven't answered my question yet!" Harry yelled.

"I don't know much." He was patient and told what he could tell first. "Mundungus was supposed to be on duty now, and it was my turn and Tom's turn in two hours, but Mundungus didn't know where to go. I have been keeping the snitch near your house. If you are in danger, Here we are."

"On duty? What shift?" Harry said mockingly, "Could it be to protect me?"

"That's right, to protect you. Dumbledore said that we will do our best to prevent you from using magic, and the Ministry of Magic will find excuses to deal with you. That's why Riddle is so angry. We have come here as soon as possible, but we still haven't been able to stop you." He said Sighing, "He's going to the headquarters to report now, and Dumbledore should receive the news soon."

Harry's expression gradually turned from anger to blankness, "The Ministry of Magic wants to deal with me? Why? Shouldn't they deal with Voldemort? Oh, by the way, I almost forgot that Voldemort's past was mixed with you."

"Riddle is on our side. He and Voldemort are two people." He explained simply, "The Ministry of Magic does not admit that Voldemort has been resurrected. Didn't you read the newspaper?"

"I read it! I read the newspaper every day, but there is nothing on it! No attacks, no one missing... I also read newspapers from Muggle bins, eavesdropping on Muggle news, but Only hear things like budgerigar water skiing..." Harry's anger flared up again.

"Because you just experienced the first attack since Voldemort's resurrection." All he could say was that Harry didn't understand Voldemort's train of thought at all.

"So that's why you guys don't tell me anything?" Harry looked weird. "Because nothing happened? What about the headquarters?"

"It's not safe to say here." They had already arrived in front of Harry's uncle's house, "The headquarters should send someone to pick you up soon..."

"Don't go!" Harry said loudly, ringing the doorbell, "I've got a bunch of questions for you!"

"When you go to the headquarters, some people will tell you..."

"I think I know now!"