[HP] How to properly feed the savior

Draco was silent for a while, "I haven't heard my father mention it."

"Your father wasn't really loyal to his master, although he always claimed to be so." Riddle's words made Draco's face even more ugly. "Why are we standing in the bathroom talking about this?"

Riddle walked out, and Draco followed tremblingly.

"You don't have to worry about offending me. I'm not the same as my future, I don't care about loyalty that much, and I can understand your father's thoughts very well. He is a respectable pure-blood wizard, noble, pure, Responsible, loyal to his family, putting family above everything else. It's very touching, very touching," Riddle said softly. "The Malfoy family has the pride of the Malfoy family. The personal relationship between your grandfather and me does not constitute a source of Malfoy's pride, so your father will not go out of his way to show off this relationship."

"Malfoy's pride..." Draco clenched his fists, frowning, whispering the word.

"You are not similar to your grandfather, and as far as I know, you are not the same as your father." Riddle continued slowly, "Your mother spoiled you too much. If I ask you, you are more like The Blacks. Look at your mother's side, Bellatrix, Sirius... The Blacks are very flamboyant and respectful, because they're the oldest of the pure-bloods, they There’s a fundamental disdain for other people. You inherited it from your mother, but you don’t understand where your pride comes from.”

"My bloodline?" Draco asked uncertainly, but there was still a hint of pride in his tone, "I am the sole heir of the Malfoy family, and now the only male heir of the Black family bloodline, my aunt Without descendants, sooner or later I will inherit everything from the Black family."

"Sirius passed the Black family's ancestral home to Harry Potter, and the Order of the Phoenix still occupies it." Riddle said lightly.

"Those thieves! Potter, huh..." Draco looked ferocious, as if he wanted to grab Harry's neck and make him spit out the Black family's ancestral house.

"We all understand that wizards are more noble than Muggles because wizards have magic, and Muggles are just a bunch of ignorant and pathetic inferior creatures. But pure blood is more noble than half blood, do you know why?" Riddle continued walking, Don't even look at Draco's expression. "The Malfoys and the Blacks claim to be pure blood, but they actually have Muggle blood mixed in. Some of the Death Eaters are half blood, too, although we all support pure blood interests. We are stronger than other wizards, do you understand why? "

Draco was silent.It was an open secret that many of the Death Eaters were half-blood wizards, but no one dared to say it to their face.

"I'm also half-breed, and my father is a Muggle, and this is something that makes me feel ashamed." Riddle's words made Draco tremble violently, "My future is very taboo for others to mention this, but I don't .your grandfather was older than me when i entered school i didn't know i was heir of slytherin i just guessed i was half blood and raised in the muggle world i was a slytherin house An outlier, and you know very well that people of my origin don't get good looks in Slytherin House."

Draco was too scared to breathe, so he could only listen quietly.

"The only exception is your grandfather, Abraxas, who treated every student equally, with equal pride, with equal respect. Only with him did I feel discriminated against. I am grateful for that, Voldemort would Give back to everyone who has done for him. I think Snape felt the same way about your father." Riddle said slowly.

"Snape, hmph, he just wants to take credit from me! He said he promised my mother to take care of me, but he just wanted to personally...cough, in short, he was just greedy for credit! He wanted to win the appreciation of that lord, he If it succeeds, it will definitely become a celebrity in front of that lord!"

"That's not what you really think." Riddle said sharply, and Draco instantly wilted like a punctured balloon. "You know that Snape really wanted to help you, that he cared about you and was afraid that something would happen to you. You were only humiliated by the concern. Your pride did not allow you to accept help from... help, not obedience. Only When everything is going your way, and it's right, and it's good, your pride can be satisfied."

Draco didn't refute, just followed Riddle listlessly.

"You think that your pride is brought about by your origin and blood. You think that this kind of pride is eternal and everyone should respect it, but it is not." They have almost reached the Slytherin public lounge. "Malfoy's pride needs you to maintain. You need to understand the source of the pride. As I said, even half-breeds are worthy of respect, but not every half-breed is like this. The difference lies in responsibility."

"Responsibility?" Draco looked at Riddle's back, "You mean loyalty?"

"You have as much pride in your responsibility as you take on." They sat down on chairs in the common room.There was no one in the Slytherin common room, it was very quiet, nothing like Gryffindor's. "Abraxas always puts his family first. The rise and fall of the Malfoy family is his responsibility, so his pride comes from his family. I take the rise and fall of the entire wizarding world as my responsibility, and my pride comes from wizards identity of."

"I see." Draco lowered his head, "Now, the lives of my family and whether the Malfoy family can regain their glory rest on me alone. As long as I can...I must...but I don't want Slugger Horn... I didn't mean to..."

There was an awkward silence.Draco looked like he couldn't help crying, but this was a public place, and there were two people looking at it not far away, and Riddle's stare made them turn around, with their backs facing Draco's direction .

"I have to do this, you are right, that is my responsibility. I have tried my best to meet his request...Isn't it, this is really an impossible task?" Draco leaned forward, He asked eagerly, "Is it really like what you said, he just needed an excuse to kill me?"

"You are evading responsibility." Riddle said coldly, "When he asked you to join the Death Eaters, I gave you a chance and spoke for you. You can choose not to jump into this trap, but you still jumped into it. .Since you have decided to go this way, then go on, no matter how difficult it is. It is a pity that Slughorn died. You have not really realized the horror of it, but it is very Soon, you will understand what it is like to kill a person. You need to be strong enough to bear it, and your fragile pride cannot protect you."

Draco blushed, but didn't dare to say anything.

However, Riddle's tone suddenly became gentle, "I understand your situation... He used to be the son of the school manager, the heir of the glorious Malfoy family, he can be arrogant in front of others, and he has privileges wherever he goes, People lining up to curry favor with you. Overnight, all that is gone, all the flattery that used to surround you, Slughorn in particular, that old slug that loves to cling to high-born students, And he avoids you in fear."

The other party clutched his clothes, pursed his lips tightly, and still refused to answer.

"Damn him." Riddle's voice was as thin as a snake's tongue, "you are doing the right thing. Even if the bottle of wine is sent to Dumbledore, it will not kill him, but you cleared one for me." Obstacles, well done."

Draco's eyes suddenly lit up.

"You haven't really failed, you still have a chance. Let go of those unnecessary pride, you have to protect your family, this is your responsibility, for your responsibility, you have to learn to make compromises. You have to give Sne There is a chance for Pu to help you, but don't trust him too much, he is a spy, someone from Dumbledore's side." Riddle quietly moved to Draco's side, whispering in Draco's ear.

"You still say he cares about me?!" Draco was puzzled, "But...the lord trusts Snape very much..."

"Of course he trusts, I will report to him everything Snape said to Dumbledore." Riddle showed a sly smile.

Draco narrowed his pupils and looked at Riddle in shock.

"Don't tell anyone else about it. I put you in Snape's favor because you needed to make Dumbledore feel like he was in control of the school so he could be free to do other things... Lord Voldemort What he needs to do. I trust you, Draco, and we are the only ones in this castle. I need your help, and I appreciate your efforts." Riddle's The dark red hue in the eyes flashed away.

"What should I do? I don't know how to kill that man...he is too powerful, I have failed twice..."

"Your failure is not fatal." Riddle put his hand on the back of Draco's trembling hand. "You have a backup plan."

"But that vanishing cabinet, I can't fix it!" Draco confided everything in a hurry, "I've tried it, it can teleport dead things, but it can't live, the pigeons I put in are all died!"

"Don't worry, I can help you. Tell me where it is." Riddle patted the back of the opponent's hand lightly.

"The Room of Requirement, a place to hide things."

The author has something to say: I've been busy recently... I will make up for yesterday's update in the near future.