Hogwarts: I've acquired the Father System

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Even without that bloodline.

Looking at the expectation in the child's eyes, and the tears welling up in them.

He knew that as long as he said he had his reasons, the child would take care of everything for him.

But he understood even more clearly that Harry Potter was also important to this child, and that his plans were related to Harry Potter's life.

He doesn't need this child to help him choose; it's a matter of which life is more important, his or Harry Potter's.

He suppressed all his longing.

Then he gave a cold laugh.

"Darren Porter, you're as foolish as ever, believing all sorts of little tricks. You don't actually consider me your father, do you?"

He laughed.

Darren's face was pale.

He looked at Snape.

He raised his wand.

But he did nothing.

Because at that moment, Sneaky suddenly broke through the surrounding walls.

He jumped off the wall.

Did he die from the fall?

Harry asked quickly.

Professor McGonagall glanced out the window and shook her head.

"No, he's different from Dumbledore; he uses a window cane. Nobody mentioned what just happened."

It's quite obvious that Darren always saw Snape as a father figure.

He just never said it out loud.

This was undoubtedly the biggest blow to him.

"Darren, what's wrong?"

It's Professor Slughorn.

He came running over, panting, wearing a green nightgown.

"That evil lord is coming soon! We must defend Hogwarts and give the students a chance to escape the school!"

Professor McGonagall said firmly.

“Michaela, you surely know how long I, the Men, held him off!”

Professor Flitwick said with concern.

At this moment, Professor Sprout also arrived.

She said without hesitation, "We'll hold out for as long as we can. We can't back down; we must unite!"

"Yes, we can move out now!"

Professor McGonagall said firmly.

Then she nodded at Darren.

He immediately led the Carlo siblings and rushed down.

Professor Flitwick muttered various spells to himself, as if he were reviewing all the spells he knew before.

Darren interrupted him.

"Professor, do you know where the Ravenclaw crown is located?"

Professor Flitwick was startled.

However, he immediately replied, "I don't know. In my opinion, everyone who knows it is dead!"

He said.

Then he rushed downstairs. The other professors were also arranged to go.

Darren fell into deep thought.

Then he suddenly said to Hermione and Ron, "Hermione, Ron, and brother, you two go and arrange for all the students to leave. Tell everyone who can leave to do so. I'll be right there. I'm starting to get things going!"

He shouted.

Then he suddenly charged at Ravenclaw.

Harry and Ron looked at each other in bewilderment.

Hermione's eyes gradually filled with realization.

She screamed, "I know! I know what Darren did!"

"What's going on? What is he trying to do?!"

Harry said, sounding a little impatient.

Hermione frowned.

She said somewhat angrily, "I don't understand. You've been hostile towards Darren ever since you came out of Gringotts today."

What exactly do you want? Can't you see that Darren is very sad? You're always throwing tantrums, what's the point?

Why must we, your friends and your brother, have to put up with your temper? Just because we love you?

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Harry couldn't utter a single word.

He knew it was his own problem.

He knew that having Voldemort's bloodline was not what Darren wanted.

He can't lose Darren either.

But he always gets angry about this.

There was also the pain of the scars, and the anxiety of Voldemort's impending arrival and their failure to find the Horcruxes.

He was out of nice things to say.

He wanted to explain something, but remained silent.

Hermione became even angrier at his attitude.

Ron could only try to maneuver around the situation.

"Stop like this, don't let things fall apart! If the mysterious man finds out, he'll definitely laugh!"

Hermione knew this, but she was still furious.

She almost blurted out, "If, if tonight is the final battle, if Darren dies here, do you want him to die with the hatred his brother had for him?"

Harry suddenly looked up.

"He won't die!"

Hermione didn't speak. She wiped away her tears.

Then he exhaled.

Clearly, she had been holding back these words.

She had been holding it in for so long that she finally let it out.

"Alright, alright, Darren definitely won't die... We all know he's amazing, right?"

Ron said somewhat uneasily. Hermione sighed.

She glanced at Harry several times.

Finally, she said softly, "Harry, if anything happens to Darren tonight, you'll regret it for the rest of your life. I don't know why you did this to him, but... you really will regret it!"

Harry's heart clenched.

He wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything.

And Hermione didn't want to hear anything he said.

She coldly explained what Darren had just meant.

"Darren was reminded by Professor Flitwick's words. That's right, the living don't know, but the dead should know."

For example, the Ravenclaw ghosts... I think they must know.

Okay, I'm going to evacuate the students. If you're willing to listen to him, then come with me!

She was the first to run down.

Harry was filled with shame.