[HP] How to properly feed the savior

On Saturday night, Harry went to Dumbledore for a lesson while he conducted the final stages of testing the system in the Room of Requirement.

"Can you put your hands where they belong?" he said to Riddle, who was sitting next to him, as he entered the code.

"Like where?" The other party's hand moved restlessly on his waist. "I think it's a good location."

Ever since they got together again, Riddle liked to touch him very much. Every time he asked the reason, the other party said that it was because he was afraid that he would run away again. If he still had such plans now, then at least the other party could Catch him just in time.

"Hi, I'm back." Harry pushed open the door and walked in.

"How was Old Bee's class? Did he sell you the new lemon hard candies?" Riddle greeted lazily.

"No. He didn't tell me what happened to his hand, but he said he would tell me later." Harry frowned, "Do you think he just declined politely?"

"He'll tell you sooner or later." Riddle grabbed a candy jar from the table next to him, picked out a fudge candy, and unwrapped it. "What did he teach in class?"

"You, uh... your family," said Harry, puzzled. "Why is he showing me this?"

"To let you know your opponent." He replied without looking up. "Only by knowing your opponent can you predict his behavior and react in the most appropriate way."

"But I've been with Tom all day, what else do I not understand?"

Riddle let out a short, piercing laugh, and stretched out his hand to pinch his face, "Harry, let's just talk about this guy, you've been with him for six years, can you understand what he's thinking?"

He slapped Riddle's hand away and continued to focus on his work.

"Is Ender different? He is always mysterious, doesn't tell us anything, and disappears from our sight if we don't pay attention." Harry also took the sugar bowl and rummaged inside. . "Actually, if I wasn't used to living in the same dormitory with you, I would still be interested in those memories. But now, there is always a feeling of spying on other people*."

"It's okay, I don't mind. Is this the consequence of becoming a celebrity? There will always be some people who will stalk you and want to dig out your past, life experience, and secrets that were unknown before you became famous." Riddle didn't care said. "Besides, I don't know what he showed you."

"What?" Harry choked. "You don't know how your mother and your father got together?"

"Ah, I know that part. I just didn't know that my mother was so stupid. The man obviously just took her as a joke, and the whole family was a joke in the eyes of those Muggles." Riddle's voice was getting lower and lower.

Harry fell silent.

"You think that makes sense? We wizards are more powerful than Muggles, we can be the masters of our fate, while Muggles can only accept our fate. As long as we have enough willpower, we can make the impossible possible. But In the end, we have to hide in a dark and shady corner like gophers, carefully hiding our identities." Riddle muttered, "Just like you are at your uncle's house, you cannot be seen Your wand, claiming to be treated in some lunatic asylum, and enduring their disapproval of your parents. We are trash, scum in their mouth, just because we have powers that they don't! You think it is reasonable of?!"

"I don't think so," said Harry softly. "I hate life at the Dursleys too, but I don't think Professor Dumbledore showed me this to make me agree with you."

"He wanted you to see the sameness and difference between you and Voldemort," he interjected. "You are very similar, half-breed, and your own family is a microcosm of the collision between the wizarding world and the Muggle world. You know Muggle , also understands wizards, has a comprehensive understanding of the whole world. You will feel that what he does makes sense, but you will not do it. It is because of this that you can gain insight into Voldemort's behavior. The headmaster is wise, but he Your mind is limited and cannot understand Voldemort as perfectly as you do."

"This sucks." Harry bit the candy. "I actually have a lot of similarities with this bastard."

"Hey! I should be the one to say this!" Riddle grumbled dissatisfiedly, "I have a lot of similarities with an idiot like you, it really sucks."

"I think this program can be officially put into use." He stood up and changed the screen to a three-dimensional surround virtual screen. At present, the projection interface is still black, as if the lights in the room were suddenly turned off.

"What's this for?" Harry leaned over to observe him.

"The main control panel. Tom changed the computer into a magic magnetic field drive. The signal it emits is no longer an electrical signal, but a magic signal. It can trigger a series of functions on the remote-controlled sub-machine." He pointed to the screen a little red dot. "Right now we only have one unit."

"The snitch lying in the box?" Harry stretched his neck and looked around. "Then what?"

"Let's activate it, and use it as a prototype to create a team, for example, sixteen." A phalanx consisting of sixteen small red dots immediately appeared on the screen.Correspondingly, the number of snitches in the box also became sixteen.

"How did you do this? I remember that it was not so easy for you to copy the Snitch." Riddle seemed curious.

"I didn't use my own magic power to copy the snitch, but to use the magic power of Hogwarts." He continued to copy the small square of the snitch, and controlled the copied square to fly out of the room and distribute it to the Hogwarts. every corner. "Then start the magic of the double-sided mirror. The snitches will simultaneously transmit the scenes they recorded to the computer, and the computer will perform three-dimensional processing to project any venue, for example, the Gryffindor common room."

The golden-red room they were familiar with instantly appeared around them.Neville was standing beside them, his face flushed, obviously practicing the silent spell.Not far away, Hermione was checking Ron's homework, correcting the spelling mistakes in it, and Ron looked at Hermione eagerly.A little farther away, Dean and Seamus were playing Crackling Blast, one of Dean's eyebrows scorched, and Ginny looked on with great joy.

"Amazing!" said Harry, walking around the common room. "They can't see me? It's like I'm invisible?" Harry waved his hand in front of Ron, but Ron didn't respond, then walked up to Ginny and touched her lightly, but his fingers It passed through Ginny's shoulder. "Oh, I see, it's like looking at other people's memories in a Pensieve, are these just magical images?"

"That's right." He controlled some of the snitches to the field outside, exploring the newly dug caves that the queen controlled Aragog's descendants. "But recording these is just to extract the material, to simulate various parts of the castle. Harry, you go to the outside room, where I projected the environment of the auditorium."

"Okay." Harry stood up, opened the door and walked out. "It's pitch black and I feel like I'm walking through a table."

"Now I light the lamp...does it light up?"

"It's brightly lit, it's like a back-to-school dinner, except there's no food."

He could see, on the screen in front of him, Harry pacing up and down the Great Hall with his head pointed.

"Harry, on the table in front of you, there is a wand, pick it up."

"I'll go through whatever I touch... I picked it up! I don't feel anything in my hand, but the wand is in my hand!"

"This wand is projected, it doesn't really exist. But you can use it to cast spells, although it doesn't accept silent spells for the time being." In fact, the outside room has no equipment to receive the signal of the mind, and it can only be used for the time being. Judge the mantra by the way you recognize the sound.

"Luminescence!" Harry tried the spell, and sure enough, a white light appeared on the tip of his wand. "Knox." The white light disappeared.

"Very well. Now a Death Eater has entered the Great Hall, and you need to fight him back and stop him from invading the castle." He created the image of a Death Eater in black robes and a mask, slowly approaching Harry Approaching.

"Expelliarmus!" Harry yelled, raising his wand.

"It's really hopeless." Riddle covered his face, unable to bear to look any further.

After a while, the battle was over, and Riddle went outside to wake up the stunned Harry and brought him in.

"I don't think the real Death Eater is so powerful." Harry rubbed his shoulders and complained, "And he's just a magical image, why can he knock me out?"

"Because I put an invisible Snitch nearby. Once the system determines that you have been hit, the Snitch will add the appropriate magic. The magic that the Death Eater used on you just now can make you lose your mobility. Correspondingly, The Snitch will use the Stunning Charm to keep you out of the fight."

"You plan to use this system to simulate combat?" Harry exclaimed, "It's so cool! Although there is still a difference from real combat, it is very close! But why is it simulating the scene of Hogwarts?"

"Because we have no better options? I would consider joining Hogsmeade, but not further afield." What he didn't say was that if Dumbledore had less than a year to live, then It was only a matter of time before Hogwarts was overrun by Death Eaters.Start training the members of DA now, so that you will not be in a hurry when defending Hogwarts in the future. "We can also divide the members into two groups, one group plays the enemy, and the other group resists, which will be more realistic."

"I can't wait to see what happens at the DA party tomorrow." Harry clenched his wand tightly, with an eager expression on his face.