Hogwarts: I've acquired the Father System

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In the school infirmary, Snape finally learned the reason why Darren had become like this.

It turns out that this guy was seriously injured while saving Nicolas Flamel before coming to school, and the Ministry of Magic only gave him simple treatment before letting him come to school.

I should have been able to hold out until the end of the banquet before going to the school clinic.

Who knew that it was because of his concern for Harry Potter that the magic would suddenly go out of control?

He sat outside the school clinic, holding his head in his hands.

His face was full of bitterness.

Lily!

If you knew your child was so kind as to take a bullet for someone else, what would you do?

He truly inherited all your wonderful qualities, making it impossible to find fault with him at all.

All that's left is a deep sense of heartache.

This child made him afraid to even speak harshly to him.

Even after the magical surge, he was still worried about others.

Sometimes he even wished the kid could be a little more selfish, or perhaps more like Potter, a little more wicked.

That way, people won't be living in constant fear.

When Snape heard Dumbledore's voice, he really tried to smile.

Even a mocking laugh.

But he couldn't laugh at all.

The thought of the little brat's personality gave him a headache.

Especially when he heard Dumbledore say that Darren was alright.

I almost died, and I'm actually alright?

Speaking of which, we should thank that savior for being photographed, otherwise this silly boy would probably be worried to death here.

Snape thought angrily.

Then he heard Dumbledore tell him to be nicer to Harry Potter, even using Lily's eyes as an example.

Has he never looked into Darren's eyes?

He's fallen so low that he needs a miniature James Potter to remember Lily.

Ah!

correct.

Since Dumbledore said he wanted him to get closer to Harry Potter...

Then.

"I'm going to wait for Harry Potter now. Just like Dumbledore said, maybe I should get to know that kid better!"

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Chapter 159 I want to see Darren!

Harry felt that the most terrifying scene of his life was unfolding before his eyes.

That was Snape looking at him with a smile.

Yes, it's a smile.

Snape was smiling at him, whether the smile was good or bad, he was just smiling.

He strongly suspected that Snape might be plotting something.

"follow me!"

Snape turned around.

He strode ahead, and Harry and Ron barely dared to look at his robes.

They dragged their luggage, staring obediently at the ground, like tiny groundhogs.

They followed Snape up the steps and into the torch-lit, empty, and echoing foyer.

The aroma of food wafted from the Great Hall, but the voices were very soft; Harry figured it was probably because they were quite far apart.

Snape did not let them into the Great Hall, but instead led them down the stone steps into the dark, damp corridor of the basement.

Then, Snape opened the office door in the hallway.

"Get in!"

Snape pointed inside.

Harry and Ron walked in, trembling.

Their faces were filled with fear and dread.

They could even see the jars in Snape's office, filled with all sorts of disgusting things.

They don't even want to know the names of these things.

"Ah, the famous Harry Potter, he's famous again."

It made the front page of the Daily Prophet, that's fantastic.

I remember the last time you made headlines for Harry Potter was at Lockhart's book signing event, right?

You left your brother aside, took a photo with a celebrity, and happily promoted his book and your own fame.

It's a win-win situation for you both.

Of course, he was with someone else that time. Our famous Harry Potter was obviously very dissatisfied, so he made a headline and Snape talked non-stop.

Harry couldn't help but interrupt him.

"No... I can't get onto the platform..."

"Yeah, yeah, so you made a big fuss, flying all the way to school, wasn't that enough?"

Harry interrupted him again.

"I told you, I didn't want to show off. I just couldn't get on the train, I had no choice..."

"No way? Ha, so the great savior can't use his owl to deliver messages to the school."

He couldn't send a message to his brother, nor could he even return to the Burrow to wait for the Weasleys to come and solve the problem…

Snape suddenly looked at Ron and clicked his tongue softly, "I remember Arthur worked in the office that prohibits the misuse of Muggle items, right?"

But his son… tsk tsk, oh my god!

Harry and Ron's expressions changed simultaneously.

Their faces turned pale.

Snape felt a little better when he saw their expressions.

Then, with a smile, he told them some terrible news.

"The savior probably doesn't know yet, but just half an hour ago, his brother experienced a magical outburst."

Nearly out of control, covered in blood, he was rushed to the school clinic… all because of someone's heroic act!

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

"You're lying, aren't you?"

Harry and Ron looked up in shock and fear.

how come?

Darren was fine in the morning; he was even taken away by Mr. Nicolas Flamel to discuss the succession. How could something have happened to him in the evening?

"Ha, I wouldn't know... After all, he's the famous Harry Potter's brother, not someone I know..."

Please, someone tell me where my brother is! I'll do anything for you!

Snape mimicked him as he spoke.

Then he sarcastically remarked to Harry: "I think the famous Harry Potter must be thinking, how did he end up with such a troublesome brother?"

Once again, news of his attempt to steal the spotlight has been blocked, and this time he can no longer enjoy the adoration and welcome of the entire school.

“I didn’t think that way! Tell me, how is Darren now?”

Harry glared angrily at Snape.

If he weren't afraid of Snape, he would have even grabbed Snape by the collar and forced him to tell him what happened to Darren.

"What's wrong? The poor Potions professor isn't a doctor, and he can't heal, so he can only watch as some important person lashes out at him..."

"I want to see Darren..."

"Quiet!"

"Snape roared."