Riddle spread his hands to show that you were right, and you were right.

How did that come about? When a person is under the eaves of someone else's house, he has to keep his head down.

But after thinking about it, Riddle also felt that what Louis said made a lot of sense.

He has long developed a sense of self, where will he willingly be swallowed up by the subject.

Self-consciousness and generative consciousness are two concepts that seem to be similar, but the fundamental difference between the former and the latter is the difference in the concept of "me".

And now the careful thinking of the diary obviously believes that he should be Voldemort's subject, and naturally, Voldemort's real subject has become his enemy.

"In a few days, there are some small things that we need your help with." Louis flexed his fingers and flicked the table, "Behave well, Comrade Cube, if you behave well enough, within a year, I will have this 'powerful lady' gather an entity for you—an entity that is much more powerful, much more powerful than humans, and vigorous enough."

Yes, Luis is referring to the dragon man.

The compulsory course for every adult dragon is to make dragon people.

Riddle's mind was seized at once—he had always dreamed of having a long-lived entity.

"How are you going to prove that you won't lie to me?" More than just his expression, Riddle even had an urgency in his voice.

"Believe it or not is your own problem." Louis doesn't bother to prove it at all, and from the perspective of strength, there is no need for him to prove anything with Riddle: "You should be able to feel the strength of this lady, and if you don't cooperate and refuse to cooperate, then I can only express my pity."

Riddle thought about it, and could only choose to pinch his nose and believe Luis.

There is no way, the current situation is completely out of his control.

He was about to say something when there was a knock on the door.

Louis tapped on his notebook and motioned for him to dodge.

Riddle twisted and disappeared into his journal.

Seeing Riddle hiding his body, Louis cleared his throat and said, "Come in."

The door opened, and it was Draco.

He was holding a newspaper in his hand, and he looked anxious.

"What's wrong?" Louis asked.

Draco didn't speak, he first said a brief hello to the three ladies, and shoved the newspaper in his hand to Louis with an ugly face.

It's the Daily Prophet.

The content above is not very friendly, Louis roughly looked at it, probably Rita Skeeter is insulting Dumbledore for being an old lake, Louis is a relation, and the whole Hogwarts is crazy, so let such a second-year student come to the teaching competition with the world-famous adventurer and great writer Gilderoy Lockhart.

Anyway, the words are yin and yang, and the guns are with sticks, which is hard to hear.

Louis's face darkened.

"What to do? Louis, this woman...... It's really hateful." Draco cursed hatefully, "I wish I could turn her into a fly and be able to buzz in other people's ears all day long."

"It's okay, I'll go talk to her." Louis said with a chuckle, glancing blankly at the journal on the table beside him.

….

"Looking for her?" Draco was stunned, "You're not mistaken, Louis, this Rita Skeeter is notoriously difficult, and she has always claimed that she will not be threatened by any evil forces, and she must insist on speaking up for love and justice in the wizarding world......

Draco was in a hurry, afraid that Louis would come over and eat a soft nail.

"It's alright, Draco." Louis chuckled and patted him on the shoulder, looking at the bookcase beside him, "I'll give her a reason she can't refuse."

"Why can't you refuse? Uh......" Draco froze.

After sending Draco away, Louis began to wonder where to stuff the diary in.

After thinking about it for a long time, it was indeed safe enough to give Christassa

, but Riddle is a male after all, and it's not good to get into the girls' dormitory.

Syke Draco was worried again...... yes, what's to worry about, Riddle's journal can't do anything anymore anyway, so I'll leave it to Draco.

So Louis asked Tom to give the journal to Draco......

It's also a return to its original owner, after all, this is what his father Lucius put in the Blotted bookstore.

Lying alone in bed with nothing to do, Luis starts clicking on the task panel to check the progress of the task.

After submitting the mission, the fire skill tree appeared in front of his eyes.

Fireball, Fireburst, Dragon's Breath, and Living Bomb, these four skills form a line of connection, and the ultimate skill on this line is a meteorite.

On the left is the Ring of Fire Resistance, the Flame Body, and the Flame Barrier, and the ultimate skill after these three skills is the Fire Shield Body.

Unlike Electric, there are four separate skills underneath the skill tree of Fire Magic.

Fierce fire mastery, karmic fire mastery, sin fire mastery, mad fire mastery.

Crazy fire is okay...... The corners of Louis's mouth twitched slightly.

I just don't know if Melina will cry and beg me after repairing the mad fire.

Don't go crazy here!

However, the skills of the fire system at least seem to be good, and Louis is really a little hesitant now, whether it is better to repair the electric system first, or the fire system first.

With a thought in his head, he added a little skill point from the skill gift to the chain lightning......

It is worth mentioning that his lightning technique has already been practiced to level ten.

Lying down for a while, Louis asked Tom to prepare pen and paper, and he pondered it at his desk, writing what he thought was impeccable in terms of wording, and asked Emerys to bring it to Rita Skeeter.

And a cheque for a thousand Galleons was enclosed as a small gift.

The next morning, the news that Louis was jogging around Hogwarts Castle with a phalanx spread throughout Hogwarts.

In the Defence Against the Dark Arts office, Lockhart looked down the window at the advancing phalanx and complained disdainfully, "What nonsense, what can you train like this? I think he's trying to train his students to become escape masters!"

Tifa looked at Louis downstairs from the side, and did not pay attention to his brother's words, but looked at the phalanx downstairs with a solemn face.

She did not despise Louis because he was too young, on the contrary, she mentioned 120,000 caution in her heart to the abnormal Louis.

….

Dumbledore could never have been an old lake, and if that was the case, it would mean that this Louis was not simple.

She was going to find an opportunity to find out what Louis was doing, and see what the little guy was capable of.

Only by knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent can one not be defeated in a hundred battles.

At lunchtime, the owl sent a reply. That's right, Rita Skeeter simply rejected Louis's request and returned the check for a thousand Galleons.

According to her, the Daily Prophet will not be pressured from any direction, nor will it give in to any force.

In short, with a righteous and awe-inspiring appearance, if Louis didn't know what she was, it was really possible to be caught by the lake.

In order to prevent the woman from talking any more nonsense, Louis planned to visit the editorial office of the Daily Prophet himself—not himself, of course, but with Mr. Riddle.

There is no one in the wizarding world who doesn't know who Mr. Riddle is, let alone a wizard of Rita Skeeter's age, and even knows exactly what Mr. Riddle looks like.

What is more gratifying is that Riddle in this diary can also transform into an adult Voldemort.

After consulting with Headmaster Dumbledore, Louis took his diary and headed to the Daily Prophet to have a friendly exchange with Rita Skeeter.

After all, I have to talk openly and honestly, Louis thought leisurely, it seems that his sincerity in this thousand Galleons before is really a little little.

In that case, it would be good for Ms. Skeeter to feel her sincerity.

……

Twenty-five years later, Hogwarts.

"Hey, Kassandra!" In the distance, a girl greeted a blonde girl sitting on a bench reading a newspaper.

The blonde girl is very beautiful, it should be said, she has inherited all the virtues of her parents, she looks as if she is as noble as a swan, elegant and reserved, but the words in her mouth are as bad as a crow.

"Red-haired Squirrel No. 2......" Kassandra narrowed her narrow eyes, "Looks like you've had a good meal at home this summer, I don't think it must have been Aunt Hermione's cooking, right?"

"My name is Rose! Rose Weiss is coming! It's not called Red Squirrel No. 2!" Rose took the trouble to correct herself, but there was no anger in her tone.

"Okay, Red Squirrel Two." Kassandra said without looking up, continuing to browse the Daily Prophet in her hand.

Rose, instead of showing displeasure, leaned in and asked, "Wow...... What are you looking at?"

"Daily Prophet." Kassandra replied emotionlessly, and complained mercilessly, "If Aunt Hermione really values your cultural education, you should recognize these words."

"Hey...... Rose's goofy smile, just like her dad Ron did when he was a kid, she knew that Kassandra would be fine if she listened to half of what she said.

This is also a habit developed since childhood, and she has already formed a language filtering system for Kassandra's poisonous tongue.

"Ah...... The Daily Prophet......" Rose seemed to remember something, "Oh, Kassandra, tell me the story of Uncle Louis?" I heard that Rita Skeeter and Uncle Louis had a little trouble in the past? But it seems that since '92, the Daily Prophet has never published any negative news about Uncle Louis, what is going on?

….

She grabbed Kassandra's arm, and looked at Kassandra with big watery eyes, the same adorable look as her old father who spoiled her mother all day, Kassandra's face couldn't bear to look at her.

It's all her own fault, she accidentally slipped out in front of this group of friends who grew up together, and mentioned the strange story of her father, Louis, who has long become the master of the world's magic net. As a result, she was remembered by this little girl, and pestered her to listen to stories whenever she had the opportunity.

Kassandra had a headache, she put down the newspaper in her hand, stared at Rose with green eyes, and sighed helplessly, "Okay, then I'll tell you reluctantly."

"The first time, my father sent Emerys to deliver a letter with a check for a thousand Galleons, but Rita Skeeter refused."

"The second time, my father came to see him in person, and in less than an hour, she was like a different person, without any objection at all, and very obediently said that she would never write any negative reports about my father again, and did not ask for a single Galleon, and signed the contract very obediently, agreeing that the daily newspaper of the Prophet would be completely managed by the Mountbatten family in the future."

"Huh?" Rose looked very interested, "Then how did Uncle Louis do it?" I heard from my mother that she was a very difficult woman."

"My father gave her a reason she couldn't refuse." Kassandra pulled out the newspaper and prepared to continue reading the story.

"What is the reason...... Just tell me about it." Rose rubbed her arms around Kassandra.

Kassandra finally couldn't resist Rose, and said helplessly, "My father took Mr. Riddle to the editorial office of the Daily Prophet, and Mr. Riddle pointed his wand at her head and gave her two choices."

"Either choose to stop smearing my father, and in the future, the Daily Prophet will be managed by the Mountbatten family."

At this point, she paused.

"What about the other one?" Rose sounded excited.

"The other option is that she can continue to discredit my father, and Voldemort will use the Avada Death Curse on her, after all, Riddle was still a wanted criminal at large, and even if he killed her, no one would be able to control her."

"Cool ......" Rose's big eyes were full of longing, she clenched her hands in front of her chest like a nymphomaniac, and her eyes were full of little stars: "How cool! If only I could marry a man like Uncle Louis in the future."

"Nymphomaniac." Kassandra snorted.

"I've heard that Uncle Louis and Aunt Catherine are on a trip again...... The relationship between the two of them is so good......" Rose held her heart in both hands, and put this pot aside without opening it.

There was a clicking sound from the newspaper in Kassandra's hand, and Rose noticed that the hand she was holding the paper seemed to be squeezing with great force, and even the joints were slightly white.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?" Rose, who is a natural person, asked cutely.

"Don't mention that woman to me!" Kassandra's voice was cold.

"Who?" Rose clearly didn't understand what was going on.

"The woman who took over her father! Unforgivable......" Kassandra said through gritted teeth, her eyes flashing with thunder, as if she was really going to fight her mother.

Perhaps the women of the Worley family were born to be at odds with their mothers, as was Catherine, and so were her daughters.

"Shame, how old you are and you can't live without your father." Rose grimaced and glanced at Catherine, "Slightly, not ashamed."

Kassandra didn't speak, she stared into the distance with her own attention, not knowing what was going on in her mind.

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