Hogwarts: I've acquired the Father System

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Perhaps it's Harry's problem; some of his abilities... In order to gain magic, Harry tries his best to absorb the magic and bloodline of everyone around him...

After absorbing a lot, he felt it was too much, so he expelled the excess bloodline and magic.

Those things shouldn't have developed into a child inside Lily's belly.

But when Severus was saving Lily, one of his potions or magic worked, and those things formed a fetus.

That's the wonder of magic.

So you can insist that Darren has your bloodline, but Darren is clearly not your child.

He could also be my and Grindelwald's child, or Severus's child, or Remus's child...

Dumbledore said this.

Sirius looked at Lupin in shock.

Lu Ping covered his face tightly.

Despair still lingered on his face.

He said sorrowfully, "It's no use saying anything now, he's dead... the child is gone..."

Many people closed their eyes in bitterness. Even so, what difference did it make? The child was already dead.

never come back.

Dumbledore did not explain.

He simply looked at Voldemort and continued, "Now that you've explained Darren's bloodline, let's explain the issue between me and Gellert."

We prepared this after we learned you were coming back soon.

We need to make you even more arrogant, to make you think we're dead, so you can do even more crazy things without restraint.

You could also have Harry and Darren try their best to destroy your Horcruxes.

So, we've been pretending to be dead for so long.

We have been monitoring your situation for some time now.

Today, the time has finally come for us to appear.

Dumbledore smiled gently.

Harry, however, didn't find it funny at all.

He just found it ridiculous.

Dumbledore knows all of this!

He covered his face in sorrow and walked heavily toward Darren. He knew Dumbledore was here, and he no longer needed to worry.

All the Horcruxes were destroyed.

All he could do was return to Darren's side...

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Chapter 750 Harry, let me take him back!!

"Darren..."

Harry knelt beside Darren, tears streaming down his face.

He thought about what Darren had told him before about his concerns about bloodlines, and felt a pain in his chest that made him unable to speak.

He couldn't utter a single word.

All he knew was that his brother was dead.

It was Dumbledore who plotted Darren's death.

He knew everything, but he didn't stop it.

He let Darren take Voldemort's soul, and then watched Darren die.

But he did nothing.

He thought Dumbledore was plotting against him, but he never imagined that Dumbledore was plotting against Darren.

His anger simmered within him.

He even wanted to pick up his wand and smash the old man's mask.

"Harry, don't do this, let me take Darren back..."

It's Hermione.

She said softly.

She gently stroked Darren's face, a smile on her lips.

Harry let go.

He knew Hermione and the others would be even more heartbroken. They hadn't even said goodbye to Darren.

Harry turned to look at Voldemort.

Dumbledore and Grindelwald are working together to relentlessly hunt down Voldemort.

"The Elder Wand's true owner is Darren!"

"Dumbledore said suddenly."

Harry was thinking that Darren had given him the Elder Wand.

However, while Dumbledore was chasing Voldemort, he still had time to turn back and explain: "No, the Elder Wand has always belonged to Darren... The Elder Wand chose Darren."

When I was in first grade, I lent Darren the Elder Wand for a while, and the Elder Wand became attached to him and refused to change its mind.

It had always longed for Darren to have it in his hands again.

So it changed hands a few times, but its true owner is still Darren!

As Dumbledore spoke, he cast another spell on Voldemort.

Voldemort sneered, "What's the point of saying all this?"

“What I mean is, the Elder Wand won’t go against the wishes of its true master, so…”

Dumbledore stood still.

He shouted, "Destroy your weapons!"

Voldemort simultaneously shouted, "Avada Kedavra!"

Everything seemed to move in slow motion.

The wand that had been casting the killing curse flew up.

It turned the wand around.

The Killing Curse struck Voldemort.

Voldemort staggered backward.

Then, like all mortals afflicted by the Killing Curse, he fell to the ground and died.

Voldemort is dead.

His snake-like face was empty and blank. Dumbledore took the Elder Wand. His roar echoed throughout the entire castle.

Some people wept with joy.

But Dumbledore didn't laugh.

He tucked the Elder Wand into his clothes.

He glanced at Grindelwald, who nodded.

Then he walked up to Darren.

Hermione was still holding him tightly.

Dumbledore said softly, "Give him to me! Perhaps I can still do something."

"You mean, Darren can still be saved?"

Hermione and many others looked at Dumbledore in shock.

Dumbledore hesitated for a moment before saying, "Yes, he can be saved. His soul shouldn't have gone far, but it might require your help..."

I don't know if what I did was right or wrong. Maybe you don't want it, or maybe it's him.

I didn't want to either.

Dumbledore looked extremely hesitant. But Hermione grabbed his sleeve.

Tears finally welled up in her eyes.

"I'll do anything, as long as he recovers and wakes up!"

"Yes, I can do that too!"

"I can too!"