Hogwarts: I've acquired the Father System

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Darren's words brought Mrs. Weasley to tears. She was truly moved by the child.

His voice trembled, but it was full of emotion.

Mrs. Weasley believed that even Fred and George wouldn't be as considerate as Darren.

of course.

Mrs. Weasley hugged Darren and then Harry. Harry looked extremely embarrassed.

He gave Mrs. Weasley a perfunctory reply, then pulled Darren toward a secluded room.

He glanced around to make sure no one was there before cautiously saying, "Darren, can I tell you something?"

Darren nodded, of course.

Harry then told him everything that happened in his dream, down to the smallest detail.

Darren looked worried.

"Darren, do you think I'm crazy too?"

"No, I think it's Voldemort's thing that has had a huge impact on you—not emotionally, but on your memories... or something like that. Anyway, it's a very bad influence, and I think we must tell Dumbledore about it..."

“I have already told Dumbledore…”

Harry said dejectedly.

Because Dumbledore didn't tell him what to do.

"Moreover, I'm even afraid to sleep now. I'm terrified that I'll suddenly turn into a snake and want to bite anyone... I bit Mr. Weasley, and I can even remember every sensation I had after biting him."

Harry said in fear.

Darren looked at his scars, then said thoughtfully, "I will go and report this to Headmaster Dumbledore, but you don't need to be afraid with me by your side."

"If you really turn into a snake, I'll catch you. Think about it, I can't possibly fail to catch even one snake, can I?"

Harry laughed.

He finally let go of his fear. And indeed.

If Darren were here, how could he possibly fail to catch the snake he had transformed into?

"...And Darren, before we left, before he was taken away by the Portkey."

I saw Dumbledore's eyes... At that moment, I really wanted to bite him! Darren naturally knew that Voldemort was influencing him.

But this situation can only be changed by killing Voldemort.

He could only feign shock before pretending to guess, saying, "I suspect it's something Voldemort left in your scar that's interfering with you."

As everyone knows, Voldemort hated Dumbledore, so he influenced you!

They fell silent.

The scars were left by Voldemort, and that can't be changed.

It's a cruel fact that Voldemort has begun to influence Harry. Anyway.

Harry accepted the fact. But he started having nightmares again.

When he woke up from a nightmare, he could only pretend that he had had a good sleep and go to play with Darren and Ron.

He didn't tell Darren about this.

Because Darren has too many things weighing on his mind, he is likely having nightmares every day and night.

Telling Darren about important matters was already a result of his willfulness; naturally, he wouldn't want Darren to know about such trivial things.

Moreover, he noticed that Darren still had some shadows under his eyes.

Clearly, he wasn't the only one who hadn't slept well...

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Chapter 564 The Transforming Pumpkin!!

in the afternoon.

Their luggage has been delivered.

Darren and his family settled in with Blake for good. Blake happily cooked for them.

The room was bustling with activity.

Until Mad-Eye Moody and Tonks picked them up and took them to St. Mungo.

Because he still couldn't go out, he could only watch Darren and the others leave quickly. All the way, Tonks kept asking him questions about whether his family had prophetic blood.

Because she wanted Harry to help her check her love life.

But Harry thought of Professor Trelawney and felt insulted. So he solemnly stated that he hadn't.

Just as he thought Mad-Eye Moody would also ask him about the Prophet, Mad-Eye Moody looked at Darren.

He pulled Darren aside to exchange some spell usage tips. Mainly, he was asking Darren for advice.

After all, Darren is always so knowledgeable and insightful.

Moody found some of the little spells Darren had previously told him to be very useful. Now he wants to ask Darren about them again.

This relieved Harry.

Finally, they arrived at the entrance to St. Mungo's. Darren looked on with a sigh.

"I feel like I've been here many times before..."

"It's not that it seems like 11, it's that you've really come here many times!"

Mrs. Weasley said seriously.

Fred chuckled and said, "If Harry hadn't stopped Darren, he might have been brought here in a bed again today!"

"Shut up, don't talk nonsense!"

Mrs. Weasley said angrily.

But Fred and George winked at Darren.

They whispered, “You really scared us to death. We kept thinking that if that curse were really cast on you, you might just collapse right next to us again.”

We might faint from fright, and then we'll all go into St. Mungo's!

Darren laughed awkwardly.

He looked guilty, as if he wanted to apologize.

But Fred stuffed a piece of pumpkin pie into his mouth.

"Oh, stop talking, or everyone will be moved to tears!"

Fred said worriedly.

Darren took a bite of the pumpkin pie, then grimaced. He really wanted to curse Fred out.

Because Fred had given him a deformed pumpkin. He noticed it the moment he took his first bite.

His body shrank rapidly, transforming into a small fox. He looked up at Fred with a helpless expression.

Wow, so cute!

Ginny shouted loudly.

She held Darren, who had transformed into a little fox, tightly in her arms.

Darren crouched on Ginny's chest, a contented expression on his face.

It was worth it for him to notice Fred's transformation potion and still insist on taking it, wasn't it all for this moment?

"Um, Darren, I didn't notice. I thought they were just regular pumpkin pie!"

Fred said apologetically.

He frantically searched his pockets for the antidote, but couldn't find it.

Finally, George said guiltily, "I took the last antidote... Darren just needs to wait half an hour, and he'll turn back on his own."

Because of their prank on Darren, Fred and George received the worst scolding they'd ever received.

Mrs. Weasley kept hitting them on the head with her wand, almost making them cry.

Fortunately, Darren stopped Mrs. Weasley with his fox paws. This action made Mrs. Weasley's eyes light up with delight.

Darren suspected that she might prefer to feed him one of these pumpkin cakes every day.

That way you can get a really cute little fox.

Anyway, a group of people, including a little girl carrying a small fox, finally arrived at Mr. Weasley's hospital room.

Mr. Weasley was already awake and was reading the newspaper. When he saw Mrs. Weasley and her entourage, a smile appeared on his face.

Good afternoon!

He waved the Daily Prophet and said happily.

Mrs. Weasley bent down and gently kissed his cheek, then asked worriedly: