Hogwarts: I've acquired the Father System

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I didn't tell my dad about this, because he would just say I was talking to a mud bastard.

Who would have thought that I was just trying to trip up Miss Becky Greengrass?

Why did she reject me at a ball with so many people?

I, the young master of the Malfoy family, may not like her, but she cannot refuse me; that is my code of conduct.

Even though I've heard she's very famous, what can she do to me, since I'm the young master of the Malfoy family?

I thought to myself with a cold laugh.

Then we arrived at Hogwarts.

Hogwarts was so-so, not as fun as my family's manor. The Sorting Hat didn't land on my head; it just called me Sleight of Hand.

I was very pleased with myself.

I glanced at Harry Potter with disdain.

That guy must be Hufflepuff, look at his stupid face.

pity.

Harry Potter went to Gryffindor.

Looking at Gryffindor's smug expression, I said dismissively that it was worth it.

"So what if they have Potter? With me, Malfoy, Slytherin will still win the House Cup this year."

Crabbe and Gore kept nodding.

Ugh, can't they be a little smarter?

Oh well, what can I do? Their fathers always follow my father around; it's tradition, and I can't let them leave.

Besides, they are quite tall and imposing, and they look intimidating when they go out.

I thought to myself with disdain.

Then I heard McGonagall call Darren Porter.

I remembered.

He's Harry Potter's brother.

Many people knew about this news, and everyone paid attention to it.

I didn't even look at it.

How could Harry Potter's brother possibly come to Slytherin? That old man Dumbledore probably wouldn't want to either.

who knows.

"Sleigh!"

The Sorting Hat shouted loudly.

I was stunned...

I thought I misheard.

Then I saw a red-haired guy walking towards me.

Huh?

Is this the guy who told me in Diagon Alley that everyone is equal?

Darren Porter?

A smile gradually spread across my face.

I have a lot of grudges against Harry Potter, and now I can finally vent them on him.

Looking at his pitiful appearance, he seems easy to bully, right?

Thinking of his quick wit and well-behaved manner in Diagon Alley, I decided that I must bully him properly!

I saw him walking towards Slatelin, looking utterly dejected.

I quickly told Gao Er to move aside so that he could sit next to me and I could deal with him!

He did indeed sit here.

I fought him.

Huh?

no response?

He's still there, feeling sad.

I scoffed at him again, wanting to say a few things that would pierce his heart.

I've already thought it through; I'll just say he's unwanted.

This will definitely make him cry, right? Who told him to be so annoying before?

Oh, and he also has a brother named Shi Yan.

Harry Potter—no, he should be called Scarface!

Seeing how Scarface flaunts his scar, I just can't bring myself to like him.

I fought Little Potter again.

Little Potter looked at me with red eyes, then turned his head and looked at me again.

Damn!

Does this kid not know about the Malfoy family's brutal beatings? I'm furious.

While he was eating, I deliberately threw him a chicken foot to embarrass him so he would eat it.

vomit!

I almost threw up.

I looked at him with an incredulous expression.

Is this guy crazy?

How could he eat this? Is he a reincarnated starving ghost?

But why do I notice he seems distracted? Could it be because he's upset about Scarface?

Are scars really that good?

I'm completely baffled.

But I really can't think of any way to mess with him anymore. Oh well, let me eat my fill first, and then I'll deal with him.

Tonight, Slatell is having a prefect selection contest, which I doubt this guy knows about.

Besides, he's a guy from the Muggle world, so he probably doesn't know much. I can definitely give him a good beating!

Hahaha!

Just thinking about giving my scarred brother a good beating makes my meals taste better!

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Chapter 819 Extra Chapter—Malfoy Extra Chapter!!

After finishing our meal, we were finally able to return to the common lounge.

I rubbed my fists together, ready to give Scarface's brother a good beating.

This guy, does he think Malfoy is someone to mess with? I was smug.

I saw that little Potter being led by Becky.

He walked unsteadily, looking extremely tired.

I crept up behind him, intending to scare him.

I never expected to hear that?

He said he was strong and afraid of hurting us? Hahaha!

I almost died laughing at him!

How could someone utter such a lie?

He can hurt Malfoy, and Malfoy will call him "Dad!" I scoffed.

She even deliberately went up to him and mocked him, offering to let him hit her.

Looking back, I realize I was like someone with an intellectual disability.

That's absolutely stupid.

But I didn't think that much about it at the time.

So, when Little Potter punched me, I flew up.

When “—Zero” fell to the ground, I realized that my amulet was broken.