Hogwarts: I've acquired the Father System

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Harry said seriously.

"We know you must have a way to get this news to him as soon as possible."

Hermione said with a smile.

Phineas snorted.

"That kid had Filch, that Squib, steal my portrait from the school corridor and put it in his dorm."

Just like you, he also secretly asked me to pass on messages.

If you had let me deliver this message to you sooner, you might not be suffering from hunger like this!

"Phineas said sarcastically."

Harry and the others pretended to be embarrassed and remained silent.

In fact, they still don't believe many of the things Phineas says. They'll only believe them if Darren tells them himself.

They are not fools.

If I had told Phineas earlier, he might have been arrested long ago!

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Chapter 708 Darren Appears!!

Hermione followed Harry nervously toward Bathilda.

They asked again.

"Bahida?"

The woman nodded.

Then the woman turned around, gesturing for them to follow.

Hermione said with some concern, "Harry, maybe we shouldn't go..."

Harry shook his head.

He felt the locket around his neck begin to vibrate even more violently.

He thought that perhaps there was something here related to Horcruxes.

He said firmly, "Don't worry, we can beat her!"

He looked at Bashidana's thin body.

He followed.

Hermione had no choice but to follow.

They passed the church and rows of houses, while Harry was still on guard.

Hermione suddenly pointed to the spot next to her.

Harry instinctively looked in that direction.

Then he saw a house that had been blown up, and weeds grew all around it.

The houses next to it were still intact, but this one was reduced to ruins. Harry was about to ask why those people hadn't repaired the house when he saw a rose bush rapidly spread, and then a wooden sign appeared.

December 31 2025

James Potter and Lily Potter sacrificed themselves here.

The Ministry of Magic preserved the original landscape here as a warning against violent acts.

And to commemorate them.

The area around this sign is covered with messages from people.

At first, the earliest messages were only for Harry, but later messages for Darren also appeared.

The recent comments, however, are shining brightly.

Long live Harry and Darren!

May Harry and Darren be safe and happy.

May Harry and Darren be happy forever.

Harry noticed a greenish-blue message.

He saw the message read: Darren Potter, may you always be safe and well! Harry almost laughed.

He believed that this must be a fan of Darren's girlfriend.

"Harry, hurry, she's leaving!"

Hermione nudged Harry.

Harry then realized that Bathilda was about to leave.

He quickly chased after him.

After passing a house, they saw Bathilda's house.

This place is indeed not far from Harry's house.

Bathilda took out the key, fumbled around on the door for a couple of moments, and then inserted the key.

She opened the door to the room.

Harry could smell the stench of decay and rust in the air.

"come over!"

"Bahilda called from inside the room. Hermione jumped in surprise."

Harry shook his head at her.

"It's alright, let's go in and take a look... Look at her, how could we possibly lose to her?"

Harry chased after them into the room.

The dust here is much thicker.

Harry began to wonder how Bathilda had managed to stay alive all this time.

Of course, he also remembered that Ron's Aunt Muriel had said that Bathilda was senile and wouldn't live much longer.

A flicker of pity crossed his eyes.

He saw that there were still oil dishes around, so he used his wand to set them all on fire.

The room suddenly lit up.

It was only then that he discovered there were some photos in Bathilda's room.

However, these photos were covered in a thick layer of dust.

He quickly waved his wand.

"Cleaned up."

The photo was instantly cleaned up.

He picked up a photograph.

Above was the blond boy he had seen in Voldemort's mind. The boy was smiling slyly, his smile bright.

"Who is he?"

Harry asked quickly.

But Bathilda remained silent.

Hermione frowned.

She looked at Bathilda and said seriously, "What exactly did you send us here for? I want you to tell us right now!"

Bathilda remained silent.

She simply gestured for Harry to go upstairs.

But she wouldn't allow Hermione to go up.

Hermione frowned, but Harry thought it was okay to go.

He quietly slipped the photo into his pocket, and then followed Bathilda up the stairs.

As soon as I entered, the room door closed.

Bathilda spoke.

She asked, "Are you Harry Potter?"

"Yes, may I ask what you need?"

Harry asked politely.

Then he suddenly felt the scar start to hurt.

He seemed to see someone saying, "Watch him, don't let him get away."