Hogwarts: I've acquired the Father System

Page 923

This is normal; Filch isn't stupid.

Having lived for decades, it would be strange if he didn't know that Darren was treating him well.

That's why I think trying to please him is pointless.

It might also make people think he is a utilitarian person.

Was it the cheat code that failed, or Darren who made the mistake? I wondered to myself.

But he still didn't say anything.

After all, someone with a cheat code probably wouldn't believe a few words I say.

Moreover, I myself am not sure whether it was right or wrong to try to please Filch.

Never mind, let him think about it himself.

Even if he made a mistake, I believe his magic touch would handle it.

I need to think this over carefully. If Kant wants to kill me, how should I respond?

These past few days, the way he looks at me has become increasingly vicious.

He didn't want anyone to know that he had a sister in Hufflepuff.

Did he think I wanted others to know that I had a brother in Slytherin?

He wants me dead, and I want him dead too!

805

Chapter 805 Extra Chapter—He Wants to Kill Me!!

After seeing the threatening look in Kant's eyes once again, I began to prepare a letter to Darren Bot.

This is inevitable.

I can now guess what Darren Porter's cheat code is: a system of good people, and maybe he really will help me.

Moreover, the two outfits for Christmas really didn't put me on my guard.

I kept telling myself to be careful of Darren Porter.

But when Conte threatened to kill me, in my fear, he was the only person I could think of.

On Halloween.

I started eating again.

I discovered that Darren Potter didn't attend the Ghost Day with Harry Potter.

I don't know what he's planning, but I've decided to feed myself first.

When I had stuffed myself with food until I couldn't eat anymore, I glanced up at him discreetly.

His face began to turn pale.

He clutched his stomach, seemingly wanting to have diarrhea.

But I wasn't sure if he needed to have diarrhea; I just knew that Mrs. Lorris was about to be petrified.

The basilisk has appeared.

I gripped the magic wand tightly.

The water mist spell on my eyes is still firmly in place.

Hannah and I wore the exact same magic glasses.

I hope these glasses will be somewhat useful, at least enough to provide some protection.

Petrochemicals are better than death.

I'm thinking about it.

Then grip the wand tightly.

at last.

The Halloween party is over.

I told Hannah I was so sleepy, and then followed the rest of the Hufflepuff group back to the Hufflepuff common room.

I breathed a huge sigh of relief.

As I crawled into bed that night, I heard what sounded like someone screaming in the common room, and someone calling Darren's name.

I pretended not to hear it.

I closed my eyes and trembled in bed for a while before finally falling asleep.

Early the next morning.

Hannah has already found out what happened yesterday.

"Polly, you have no idea, we went back too early last night. If we had gone back any later, we would have witnessed a great show."

You wouldn't believe it, but Darren Potter had been cleaning Filch's house all this time so that Filch would treat Harry Potter better.

As a result, Filch thought Darren knew he was a Squib and deliberately petrified Mrs. Lorris.

Yesterday, he even pulled out a knife, as if he wanted to kill Darren. Darren didn't resist, but luckily Dumbledore came to his rescue.

That was so close!

"and after?"

I was worried inside, but outwardly I still asked the question in a foolish manner.

"I don't know what happened after that, but Filch seemed to be nicer to Darren and Harry Potter."

Professor Sprout said that once the mandrake matured, it would be able to save Mrs. Lorris.

Hannah said with a smile.

She even kept telling me that Darren was a good person who was rewarded.

But is this really the case?

Undeniably, Darren did a good thing, but I think it was something he planned out carefully.

He probably started plotting this from the moment he did Filch a good deed. I guess I was just too stupid.

They even thought his work wasn't perfect. But they were proven wrong in the blink of an eye.

But I'm not angry.

The smarter my partners are, the better my chances of survival.

Although he might scheme against me, Conte intends to kill me.

I closed my eyes.

I pulled out a piece of parchment and wrote on it with my wand: Kanter wants to kill me!

I went to the owl's house and mailed the note to Darren.

I did not write my name.

If Darren really knew my identity, he would understand that it was me who got Voldemort's diary.

If he doesn't know my identity, then he can only find out it was Xiong who wrote it. I did everything I could to try and avoid being discovered by him. Even if he did discover it was me, I think it's a fact that Kant wants to kill me.

He couldn't be sure of anything.

This is the only thing I can do.

These past two days, Kant has been looking at me with even stranger eyes.

He even wrote me a note to leave.

I declined them all, using the excuse that I was too busy.

I'm not stupid.

I have to get rid of him.

I originally wanted to wait until Ginny threw the diary away before making my move, but I was startled by Conte's murderous intent, and I had to get the diary as soon as possible.

Finally, I got the chance to attend class with Hufflepuff and Gryffindor.

In order to steal the diary, I pretended to trip and fall hard.

I fell next to Ginny Weasley.

Ginny is a kind girl.

She instinctively helped me up.

People gathered around.

I hugged Ginny, sobbing.

I then took the diary out of her pocket.

Hannah took me from Ginny's arms.