[HP] How to properly feed the savior

"Bang!" The door was violently pushed open, and all the employees of the editorial department who were holding glasses at the table and toasting turned around one after another.

"Oh! Tom, it's you, you startled me!" Rita stroked her chest and exhaled exaggeratedly, "Honey, you don't look well, you look pale...I mean, You're usually white enough... oh, never mind that, news! news! What's that guy who can't even be named calling all the Death Eaters for?"

Riddle leaned against the door frame, gasping for breath, and it took him a long time to yell out a word, "Wine!"

"Okay, okay." Rita quickly grabbed an empty glass and poured half a bottle of whiskey into it, "We have prepared the glasses for you a long time ago, just waiting for the two of you to come back. By the way, what about Ender?" ?”

Riddle snatched the glass from Rita, his fingers were trembling, almost spilled all the whiskey, he swallowed a big gulp, his body shook violently, and then he said in a hoarse voice, "Death Eaters escaped from prison!" Well, the ones caught at the Ministry of Magic have all escaped. I saw them just now."

"Ah!" Rita quickly covered her mouth, suppressed a scream, and then put down her hands, shouting in an abnormally high-pitched voice, "Did you hear that? This is the headline! We will work overtime tonight! We will Get the news under the noses of every reader before the Daily Prophet! My dear, go ahead, what is the devil going to do?"

"Tonight, the Death Eaters have a new member." Riddle stretched out his hand, and the whiskey bottle automatically flew into his hand. He filled the glass and took another big gulp, but he was choked and coughed violently. non-stop.

"Oh, don't be so hasty." Rita patted Riddle on the back carefully. "Take your time, honey. Who's that new Death Eater?"

"Are you in a hurry to die?" Riddle yelled, "If you even make this public, don't you want to die?"

Rita was taken aback by the sudden outburst, "Will you two protect us... Oh, well, I get it, keep the suspense, hook the reader's appetite... I get it."

Riddle stared at Rita as if she were a particularly ugly stain on a clean wall. "Where's the Snitch?"

"It's still patrolling outside, probably." Rita said with some uncertainty, "I can't see it in such a dark night."

Saying that, the snitch flew in by himself, and stopped beside Riddle with fluttering wings.

"It's still there." Riddle forced a smile, holding the Snitch in his hand, "It's still there."

Rita took the wine glass, filled the wine, and put the glass back into the other party's hand, "Continue, what else happened at the meeting?"

"Let them all go out." Riddle's voice was moist.

"Did you hear that? Let's go to work! No one needs to sleep until the extras are printed!" Rita yelled at the staff, and when everyone else had gone out, she turned around again and took out a quill and notepad, " Come on, my dear, the exclusive top secret report is waiting for you."

"Put those things away, or I'll burn them." Riddle leaned his head on the door frame, closed his eyes, and slid down slowly.

"Okay, you are the boss, you have the final say." There was a sputtering voice. "Do you have anything else? By the way, you haven't told me where Ender has gone, and I haven't seen him separate from you yet."

"He's dead." Riddle opened his eyes again, staring blankly ahead, with his right hand resting on the three rings on his left hand, "I killed him."

Rita covered her mouth and took a few steps back.

"I have no choice!" Riddle said in a broken voice. "There are dozens of Death Eaters sitting there, Voldemort is standing next to me, and he dares to admit that he is a Muggleborn! I can't save him, I can only save him." Put yourself in, he's killing himself, I can't help it... As long as he denies it, no, he can't deny it, no one can lie in front of Voldemort... I shouldn't have taken him, I thought Voldemort would do it because of me Don't mind his presence, I was wrong, I should have guessed it when Harry saw Voldemort send Lucius to check him..."

"Calm down, kid." Rita approached tremblingly, and patted the back of Riddle's hand lightly. "I know it's hard, but it's not your fault. You always have to take some risks in this business." She also poured herself a glass of wine, downed it in one gulp, and let out a puff of steam, "I have reported many terrible secrets, and I don't know how many people want to kill me. The doors of the houses line up to Charing Cross, but I'm still alive, with an element of luck and my own... well, you know. I'm not the best reporter, I just got away with it. For those For those colleagues who died, I feel sorry for them, but my life will go on.”

"... Fenrir Greyback was there, and Bellatrix Lestrange was there, you know what kind of people they are. It was a feast for them, they didn't They will let him go easily, they will torture him slowly, let him taste all the unimaginable pain in the world...Killing him is the best choice, and he will also hope that I will do it..." Riddle completely Not listening to what Rita was saying.

"We can give him a secret funeral," said Rita at last. "Where's his body?"

Riddle gave an ugly laugh, which sounded like a wounded wolf howling, "You thought Voldemort would leave him with a whole body?"

Rita froze as she watched Riddle slowly pull a wand from his pocket, along with a few strands of hair.

"That's all that's left."

Rita slumped down on the chair behind her, shaking all over. "Which...was it? Greyback?"

"Me." Riddle put his face between his hands, "I don't know why this happened, when I hit him with the Killing Curse, he was like a corpse that had been sealed for thousands of years in an ancient tomb. The air was broken into the tiniest dust. The magic storm brought by the Killing Curse completely blew him away, and I can only... only bring back these..."

A horrible gurgle came from Rita's throat.She stared at Riddle full of fear, unable to speak for a long time.

"I can't stay here." Riddle stood up suddenly, pocketed his wand, and walked upstairs quickly. "I've got to go. I'm taking the Snitch with me. Take care of yourselves. Voldemort knows what we're doing. He acquiesced, but I don't know how long he'll be silent. If the Order of the Phoenix, or Harry Potter's Someone from that team came to you and told them the truth...Harry should know what happened by now, I can't help myself, he must have seen..."

"Oh, well, you can't stay here any longer, it's terrible... wait! Where are you going?" Rita's shrill voice came from downstairs.

"United States!" Riddle opened the drawer, threw a stack of fake documents into the bag, and then threw the shoulder bag back, "If they ask me where I went, tell them so!"

After leaving the editorial office, Riddle apparated directly to the Ministry of Magic.Scrimgeour's rise to power hadn't added much defense to the Ministry, at least not enough to stop Riddle.Entering from the guest passage openly, a confusion spell caused the wizard who registered the wand to forget his work. Riddle passed by the government officials who were still busy at night, and came directly to the Department of Mysteries.

With the experience of breaking into the Department of Mysteries last time, Riddle can be regarded as familiar with the road this time. He opened the black door with a spell, entered the hall, and said loudly to the twelve indistinguishable doors, "Death's Arch".One of the doors opened, and Riddle walked in. The arch stood on the stone platform, and the curtain was still windless and automatic, as if someone had just passed by there.

Riddle took out the snitch, put the elder wand in, then held the snitch, put his fist to his lips, "If you're inside, don't let me down."

The Snitch flew out, through the archway.

This is an empty world.It is not white, like a clean room, nor black, like an endless universe, it doesn't even have the concept of color, just, nothing.

If there is nothing in this world, then who is thinking about it?Thinking this way, he found that he had the first concept, "I".

Now that there is an "I", where is the "I"?

He looked down and found that he had a small body with all four limbs intact.His body was suspended in the air, as if this was a weightless world, he swung his dick lightly, and it began to rotate around a center.

This is not space, he thought, so where is this?He wants to explore around, he needs a place where he can exert his strength, preferably with gravity, he likes the feeling of walking on the ground.

A meadow appeared at his feet.He stood on it, his body stopped spinning.He looked around, the meadow spread out in all directions, a deep forest appeared in the distance, there was a hut beside the forest, and there was a lake not far away.He turned around, and the castle of Hogwarts stood in front of him.

He remembered where this was.This is the afterlife, and Tom says Sirius is here too, with many dead people.He ran under the big tree, but there was no one there, in fact, the whole grounds were deserted, and no smoke rose from Hagrid's hut. "Sirius!" he cried. "James! James Potter! Are you all here?"

No one answered.

He looked up at the sky, it was overcast, and the dark clouds were scattered like ink falling in the water.Riddle said that Sirius and James would stay in a sunny place, so they probably wouldn't be on the field in this weather.He ran towards the castle, no, he ran too slowly, thinking this way, he flew into the air, quickly passed the tip of the grass covered with dew, and landed at the gate of the castle.

Hogwarts was exactly as he remembered it, the only difference was that there was no one here.There are no living people, no ghosts, but the portraits in the frames are still there.Where did everyone go?He immediately thought that his classmates didn't die, they were still living in the Hogwarts where the living were. As for the ghosts, they didn't go down, they didn't come here.

But so many people had lived in Hogwarts, they were all dead, why couldn't he see them?

Maybe he can only see people he knows, otherwise the place would be full, wouldn't it?In that case, all he could find was Sirius.Riddle was able to find Harry's father and Merope because, as far as Voldemort was concerned, James Potter and Merope Gaunt had been in contact.But where would Sirius be?Since it's not on the field or in the classroom, is it in the dormitory?That's not right, Sirius must not be able to sit still.

Perhaps, he is the only one here.

Together with this thought, it grew like a weed in his entire atrium.Hogwarts melted away, like ink scribbles on white paper, and when it got wet, nothing could be seen clearly.The world returns to nothingness, only he is there, slowly rotating, since there is no reference object, it can also be said to be static.

A world with only itself.The thought made him sad, but not so sad, as if he was used to it.He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he was already in the universe. Hundreds of billions of stars were shining like diamonds dotted on black velvet cloth, even more dazzling than that. symphony.He couldn't help smiling, but the smile disappeared again.This is not the real universe, otherwise he would have died long ago.

But since he is already dead, there is no way to die again, right?

The universe faded its color, and the world returned to a state of nothingness.

If there is no one else in this world, why does he exist?He was born because he was needed, so if no one needs him anymore, he can disappear, right?

He closed his eyes and lay in the void as if on the softest feather.Just disappearing like this, he thought, he was already tired, and he didn't want to think about it anymore, just sleeping forever like this is a very good ending.

Is there really no second person in this world?

Accompanied by his last thought, a dazzling incandescent light lit up in a distant place.

He woke up suddenly, and found that the ray of light seemed to be shining from a tall lighthouse, showing him the way to the lighthouse.But how to prove that this wasn't just another hallucination formed in his head?How can it be proved that it will not disappear quickly, as if it never existed, like Hogwarts, like this universe.

A small golden spot of light came to his side with a buzzing sound. He grabbed it and found that it was a snitch made by himself, and there was a piece of his soul hidden in it.The moment he touched the snitch, beside the lighthouse, another piece of soul was perceived by him.He immediately figured out the cause and effect, it was Riddle, who found him with the snitch, and showed him the way back.

But how to prove that this is not another hallucination?He thought hard, those hallucinations were too real, maybe he went to the lighthouse, but still couldn't find anyone.He was tired and didn't want to look for it.

But why is there such a lighthouse?He was just looking for someone, and the hallucination presented him with someone, yes, but why add a lighthouse?He didn't want the lighthouse.

A fleeting thought crossed his mind, Deathly Hallows!He recalled what was written in the book that Ollivander sent him, the god of death gave the three brothers three gifts, the old wand, the resurrection stone, the invisibility cloak, if the legend is true, then he has seen two of them one, and the Resurrection Stone belonged to Riddle.

He opened the Snitch, and there was no Gaunt ring in it, only his elder wand.

Now that he is dead, here is the world after death, but he has not seen the god of death.Could it be that the god of death is just a false finger, referring to this world?It really looks amazing here, if you think of anything, there will be corresponding things.According to legend, the three brothers conjured up a bridge, and the god of death appeared on the bridge. Perhaps the actual meaning is that the three brothers opened up the way to this world, and made the three things they wanted most here, and brought back the living. world.If he finds the bridge made by the three Peverell brothers, maybe he still has a chance to return to the world of the living.

The question is, where is the bridge?His only clues are the legend written by Beedou and the characteristics of the three sacred artifacts.The first is the Elder Wand. Death made a wand out of an elderberry branch and gave it to the boss, who happened to have an elderberry branch in his hand.With a thought, the elder wand shattered into countless dust, and then reassembled according to his thoughts.At that moment, it seemed that something connected him with the world. The world was no longer an existence outside of him, but merged with him. He was the world, and he could control the world just as he controlled his own body. As flexible as he is, he can perceive every corner of the world as clearly as he perceives his own existence. This world has no boundaries, and he is infinite.

He let go of his wand, and the connection faded, but because it had been so vivid, he could still feel the faint connection between himself and the world.He held his wand again, this time, he was much calmer and could feel some more subtle changes.His wand was the same wand, the same elderberry, the same dragon's heartstring, but it suited him better than before.There is no doubt that this is a wand he made with his own hands.

It turns out that this is the meaning of the Elder Wand.In the world of the living, it is only a slightly more powerful wand, but in the world of the dead, it can rule everything.But even though he sensed every corner of the world, he couldn't find the bridge there.However, he noticed that the lighthouse was both of this world and not of this world.

There is still hope for him.

He had seen the resurrection stone before, it was a black stone, nothing special.However, when he constructed the resurrection stone in this world, his eyes were stung by the dazzling whiteness.It was a beautiful stone, with the richest colors in the world, all the colors mixed together, so that it was white, so radiant that it could light the passage of two worlds.Yes, that lighthouse is the Resurrection Stone, and Riddle is literally standing there, wearing a Resurrection Stone made by Cadmus Peverell.

And invisibility cloaks.He couldn't help thinking excitedly that if he owned three holy artifacts, he would become the master of death, that is, the master of this world!However, the Invisibility Cloak let him down.It was an invisible cloth, or some kind of flowing fluid, whatever it was, in this world it was only transparent, not invisible.

wait.It suddenly occurred to him that the real invisibility cloak is different from the invisibility cloak made by wizards, and the principle of invisibility is different.The attribute of this world is nothingness, and the invisibility cloak must have covered the holder with this effect. When the holder wears the invisibility cloak, what others can see is nothingness.But the holder's body will not disappear, because the invisibility cloak is only a thin layer, it just looks like nothing.

So why in this world, it doesn't have the function of invisibility?

He let the Invisibility Cloak flow slowly over his hands, thinking about it.It's not that there is nothing in this world, it's just that all the existences here have the attribute of nothingness.He exists, but he is just nothing, and so is the cloak of invisibility, through nothing, what is seen is still nothing, so he cannot be invisible.But after returning to the world of the living, the rules are different, his existence attribute becomes existence, and the invisibility cloak will continue to maintain the attribute of nothing, so he can be invisible!

The Elder Wand, the Resurrection Stone, and the Invisibility Cloak, three things floated in front of him.The master of the god of death, he recalled this concept, the old wand can control all existences without attributes, the invisibility cloak is such an existence, and the resurrection stone can make people go back and forth between the world of the living and the dead, so the combination of the three is The power of God - he can use the invisibility cloak as a raw material, under the authority of the old wand, to build anything he wants, if the material is not enough, he can return to this world with the resurrection stone at any time to get more.

But is it special?Did the three Peverell brothers really become gods?

No, it doesn't.The Deathly Hallows actually represents the basic principle of utilizing the existence of non-attributes.If the three are combined, it is actually a simple summoning spell, which is not fundamentally different from summoning spells such as "flocks of birds" and "clear springs like water".All summoning magic can be understood as taking out some non-attributed things from this world to form something with attributes.From this point of view, transfiguration and spells are the same. A non-attributed existence can be transformed into anything he wants, from Hogwarts to the entire universe. To him, it is just a transfiguration with infinite power. That's all.The spell is to endow existence with certain rules, just like endowing the Elder Wand with all non-attributed rules, or endowing the Invisibility Cloak with remaining non-attributed rules in other worlds.So the three Peverell brothers didn't conquer the god of death, they just discovered the principle of magic.

The real master of death is actually a wizard.

From this point of view, any wizard can gain immortality, and Voldemort really took a long way.However, Voldemort's research was in the right direction. Even though he had insight into the essence of magic, he still knew nothing about souls.He didn't know why he was the only one—perhaps including the three Peverell brothers—who had discovered this, and why hadn't the other wizards discovered it?

Is it because none of those wizards can return to the world of the living?Thinking of this, he was a little worried again, and couldn't help but walked quickly towards Riddle.

<You found the way to us.The female voice he had heard before came again, <Come to us.You are our hope.

He stopped in his tracks to identify the source of the sound.It was another distant existence, neither in this world nor in Riddle's world.

<Who are you?He thought so, and asked, <Why do you need me?

<It's us.Thousands of the same voice sounded like countless echoes, <We created you to save us.When you are dragged away by the rules of another world, it is we who call you.

A large number of pictures flooded into his mind at once.Those dusty memories that were almost forgotten by him opened up again, the abandoned amusement park in the thinking game, the carpet that would turn into snakes in the castle, the nightmares every night when Eros commanded, and being raped by the little doctor in the last battle. The destroyed Zerg home planet...

<We have seen our destruction.What you humans call past, present and future are no different to us.Ender, you will destroy us, it has been a fact from the moment you were born.We are bound to perish, but we can be born again.You are destined to be the one to bring us back to life.You found us and we tried to control you like we control other life.But you humans cannot be controlled.We have failed, and destruction is inevitable.We can only transform you, you are the only human being captured by us, we made you have abilities similar to ours, you can communicate with us, you can create life, you can understand us, you can make us reborn.

The Resurrection Stone lights the way to that world.But he found that he had already knelt down on the ground, flooded with tears.

Turns out that's what it's all about.His crime and his redemption are all here.

Sorry, Tom.He looked back to where the lighthouse was.I had to go, I was born for this.

He stood up with difficulty, turned his back to the lighthouse and walked down.

The author has something to say: Yesterday 123 was too busy with the romance... which caused the update to be delayed by 2 minutes. Sure enough, it would be better to save the manuscript TUT...