[HP] How to properly feed the savior

"Are some people born to prove how unfair the world is?"

On the morning of February 2th, they sat in the auditorium to eat, and there was a certain restlessness in the air because of Valentine's Day.Ron faced his plate with a lack of appetite, complaining about his single tragedy. Riddle next to him was receiving chocolates from girls No. 24. Pink and crimson boxes were piled up on the table on Ron's left.

"Can you help me take this pile of chocolates back to the dormitory later?" Riddle asked Ron, and the girl who had just delivered the chocolates ran away blushing.

"Why don't you send it back yourself?" Ron said angrily.

"Because I'm going on a date with Luna, this kind of thing can only be done on Valentine's Day, no one will date a guy." Riddle said lightly.

"I don't think so." He looked up at the teacher's desk, and Umbridge was walking towards him. "Ron isn't the only one who doesn't like chocolate."

"What's going on here?" asked Umbridge in her sweet little girlish voice. "Why do you have so many parcels, Mr. Riddle?"

"For an obvious reason," Riddle replied languidly, "I'm just too attractive."

"Is it illegal to take chocolate on Valentine's Day?" Fred asked aloud.

"Be careful, Mr. Weasley, or I'll put you in solitary confinement." Umbridge warned coquettishly, and then turned to Riddle again. "I think it's necessary to have Administrator Filch inspect these unknown packages."

"Please."

Umbridge picked up eighteen boxes of chocolates and a mess of greeting cards, and walked away with difficulty.

"You're being targeted, buddy." There was gloating in Ron's tone. "She must have been trying to find an excuse to mess with you since you last spoke up for Hagrid in Care of Magical Creatures."

"Luna is here, I'm going to the appointment first." Riddle adjusted his collar, stood up from his seat, and walked towards Luna whose skirt was covered with small sequins.Originally, many girls in the auditorium were chirping and laughing at Luna's outfit, but they all stopped suddenly at this moment, looking at Riddle holding Luna's hand with hatred eyes.

"Do you think this group of girls will hate Luna after this Valentine's Day, or will they start putting carrot pendants on their ears?" he asked Ron.

"I hope they can pay more attention to those bachelors with great potential." Ron said with a sad face.

"I have to go find Cho." Harry also left his seat, combing his messy short hair with his fingers. "Do I look all right?"

"Hurry up and find Qiu, don't make her wait too long." Ron waved his hand angrily.

"Harry, remember to come to see me with the three broomsticks at noon. If Qiu wants to come, you can bring her with you." Hermione tore open a letter that the owl had just sent, and quickly scanned the contents.

"Okay, but why?" Harry asked, confused.

"There's no time to explain now." Hermione grabbed a piece of bread, "I have to reply quickly." She ran out with the bread in her mouth.

"Are you going?" Harry turned to him and Ron.

"Me and Riddle are going." He thought for a moment, "and Luna."

"I can't go, Angelina said I'll train all day." Ron shook his head dejectedly, "Ender can ask for leave, he's like a magnet for snitches, he doesn't need to train at all."

Harry didn't like the subject very much, bid them a cold farewell and left.Ron shrugged, muttered "goodbye" and got up to head to the pitch.

Perhaps because of Valentine's Day, the students walking on the streets of Hogsmeade are almost all in pairs. He came to the Three Broomsticks alone. Before the others arrived, he was busy with his own work. thing.Ever since he fought Voldemort in the cemetery, he had been thinking about how to solve the problem that multiple snitches couldn't keep up.It's not that the copy spell is not good, but that his control is limited, and controlling multiple snitches at the same time is actually overloaded for him, so it won't take long for the copied snitches to dissipate automatically.But what about the Snitch as a whole?He was drawing sketches on paper. If there was a way for him to control multiple snitches as one thing, it might greatly enhance his endurance.

"Is this homework?" Ms. Rosmerta, the proprietress of the bar, stopped to look at his drawings for a while as she passed by him. "It looks complicated."

"It's just a hobby." He smiled at the other party, "Make something interesting and have fun."

The bartender left shaking her head, muttering something about "now's kid".

"What are you doing?" Riddle brought Luna over, "Designing a space shuttle?"

"It's just a small toy." He raised his head and glanced at the other party. Judging from Riddle's expression, it seemed that the date with Luna was not going well. "Hello, Luna. I thought Hermione would arrive before you."

"We walked around for a while." Luna tilted her head and looked at his drawings, "Are you drawing a maze?"

"No." He glanced at the circuit diagram he had just drawn, "This is... uh, a tablet computer."

"It looks very interesting." Luna sat down beside him, watching him draw with her chin resting.

"Muggle electronics will be disturbed by Hogwarts' magical magnetic field, you know that." Riddle checked a drawing out of a pile of drawn drawings next to him. "This kind of special precision is especially difficult to use."

"So I'm going to turn it into a magic item." He pulled the blueprint out of the opponent's hand and organized it with the one he just finished. "I considered this solution when designing the Snitch before, but I want to see if it can be solved with pure magic."

"I wish you success." Riddle changed the subject, "Do you have anything to drink? I'll get you some."

"A glass of onion cocktail." Luna said in a sleepwalking tone.

"Butter beer would be nice."

While Riddle was away, he talked to Luna about the meeting.

"We intend to contribute to your father's magazine." He stated his purpose succinctly.

"Daddy will be very happy." Luna said happily. "I don't know why, but the magazine has not received many submissions."

"But we need a fixed layout, and each issue must have our articles." Seeing that Luna was silent, he added, "If the magazine needs to be printed more, we can provide funds."

"You seem pretty sure the magazine will be reprinted," Luna said dreamily. "It's not selling very well right now."

"When Harry's interview is published, it will become the most popular magazine in the British wizarding world." He has no doubts about it.The combination of Harry Potter and Rita Skeeter is enough to send any publication skyrocketing.

"I hope so." Luna showed a faint smile, "Hermione didn't tell me what she was going to post, she just said she wanted to publish an article on it."

"It seems that you have already chatted." At this moment, Hermione took Rita Skeeter and sat down at their table. "Hello, I'm still thinking about how to talk to Luna about this matter."

"Hello ladies." Riddle came over with a drink. "What do you need?"

"Are you changing to being a waiter?" Hermione seemed to be in a good mood and joked.

"If you need it." Riddle didn't mind.

"Give me a cherry cocktail."

"Fire whiskey." Rita opened her crocodile leather bag, but was stopped by Riddle.

"I'm treating guests. There's no reason for a lady to pay when a gentleman is present." Riddle politely gave Rita a charming smile.

"He has received chocolates from eighteen girls this morning." Seeing Rita staring at Riddle's back, Hermione said coolly, "And the real girlfriend is sitting here, you have no hope. "

"You?" Rita sneered sharply, "A little girl like you can't control a boy of this style."

"Not me." Hermione pointed to Luna. "is her."

Rita looked as if she had just been slapped.

Luna stared blankly at the two of them.

"Okay, you asked me to come, what's the matter?" Rita closed the buckle of the crocodile leather bag and asked with a stinky face.

"I need you to write an article, an exclusive interview with Harry Potter... oh, thank you." Hermione took the glass from Riddle just in time to see a wet Harry walk in. "Here he comes." She waved to Harry, "Hey! Harry, this way!"

Harry saw them too, with a look of surprise on his face.

It wasn't until Harry sat down that Hermione spoke of their plan.She planned to have Harry do an interview with Rita, which would be published in The Quibbler, Luna's father's magazine.Rita was already reluctant to publish an article in a magazine she despised. When she heard that Luna's father would not pay for the manuscript, Rita looked as if she wanted to pour whiskey on Hermione. face.

"On the bright side, this report will make you the most influential reporter in the wizarding world in Britain." He didn't like the way Hermione threatened Rita. For someone like Rita, she didn't have anything at hand. We can't agree on what we are afraid of, but it is too naive to think that all problems can be solved by threats.

"An interview with a deranged man in a magazine for deranged people," Rita snorted. "Probably would be popular in St. Mungo's Psychiatric Unit."

"As far as I know, there are two factors that attract readers easily. One is the people they are interested in, and the other is the things they pay attention to recently." He pointed to Harry, "This interview takes up both. As for Speaking of the authority of The Quibbler, I'm sure it won't take long for readers to think that the absurd reporting is actually an attempt to hide the truth in a humorous way—precisely because people think that what the Quibbler says It’s unbelievable that a voice representing the truth can speak freely on it without worrying about oppression from the Ministry of Magic.”

"I like what you said." Luna's eyes widened, looking a little crazy.

"You seem to be playing a big game of chess, little boy." Rita looked at him half-believingly.

"We have a lot of inside information." He said meaningfully, "I'm afraid no one here knows better than you, how amazing the power of information is."