Hogwarts: I've acquired the Father System

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Nico is a very serious person, but her temper magically improves every time she sees Darren.

Although others are unaware of this.

Every time Nicole takes Darren out, Darren receives a lot of sympathetic looks.

This time is no different.

Nico took him to Diagon Alley, saying that Dumbledore would be waiting for him there.

There, Darren received a lot of sympathy.

Anyone who knows Nicolas Flamel would think he's living a life of misery.

Fortunately, Nicole didn't like this kind of scene either.

He left quickly after seeing Dumbledore arrive.

Dumbledore was wearing a sky-blue floral robe.

He was very happy to see Darren.

"Come on, my child, let's go now, hold my hand tightly!"

Dumbledore extended his hand.

Darren pulled him away with a look of disgust.

He would rather find a little girl's hand to hold.

After a period of discomfort, they finally stepped into a valley.

This is a house that looks quite ordinary.

But when Darren got closer, he realized that the house was not ordinary.

Because the house seems to be made entirely of the raw materials used to make magic stones.

It is incredibly precious, yet it appears remarkably understated.

However, without someone like Darren who has access to the system, it seems impossible to discern anything.

He learned this from the system as well.

Darren pursed his lips.

Goodness, this wizard is getting richer as he gets older.

Malfoy was nowhere near as wealthy as the White Wizard.

Of course, he didn't outwardly show that he had seen something good.

He simply showed an expression of enjoyment.

"Principal, I just like this kind of ordinary housing."

"Well, child, if you like it, I'll give it to you as an inheritance when I get old."

Dumbledore said with a smile.

Darren was stunned.

Why is Old Deng planning to die?

However, he quickly realized that Dumbledore was joking.

Of course, he meant it sincerely.

He genuinely intended to give the house to Darren, but his use of the word "inheritance" seemed to be a joke.

But Dumbledore was joking, and Darren wasn't about to joke with him.

Wang Shanghu on the right did not win.

They seemed terrified that Dumbledore might encounter some danger.

He even subtly positioned himself in front of Dumbledore, as if there were some danger in the house.

Dumbledore smiled, touched.

"Oh, child, I was just joking. Don't underestimate me; I'm a very capable principal!"

Dumbledore said with a smile.

He pulled Darren inside the house.

It seems that without Dumbledore's guidance, one can never enter this house.

It seems so close, yet it's so far away.

Darren was extremely curious.

Dumbledore did not hide it from him.

"This is the master's spell... a spell passed down from a thousand years ago, which allows your room to be entered only by the master, and others can only be brought in by the master."

Your dorm room is a simplified version of the master's spell. The spell is very simple… Okay, use your brain and think about it; it's already there.”

Dumbledore waved his wand.

Darren immediately felt as if a spell had appeared in his mind.

It's a very simple incantation, but it can't be spoken. It can only be copied into someone else's mind using a copying spell.

Clearly, this is a method of secrecy from a thousand years ago.

"Alright, we're already inside."

Dumbledore smiled and released him.

Then he hugged an elderly man with blond hair.

Grindelwald.

“Darren, I think I can call you that… Thank you for taking in my subordinate.”

They've really had a tough time, and sometimes I regret bringing them down this path.

Grindelwald held his wand to his chest and tapped it lightly.

Although he has aged, he still looks dignified.

But Darren burst out laughing.

"You're lying! You didn't feel any gratitude at all! You're just fooling a child!"

His seemingly frustrated words made Grindelwald burst into laughter.

"See, Albus, you can't hide it from him at all."

I already told him, every time I see him, he sees through my lies. Maybe that's what fathers... are connected by heart?

Grindelwald broke down the phrase "father and son are of one heart".

Then, as expected, he saw Darren's puzzled and strange expression.

He laughed again.

“Kid, fine, I surrender… I’m not happy that you’ve accepted Rozier and the others.”

Because I originally came out hoping to make a big splash, but after I actually came out, I found out that they had followed you.

And they didn't want to live that kind of life with me anymore, which broke my heart.

Grindelwald said casually.

He received a disapproving look from Dumbledore.

"Okay, that's the idea I had. I finally got out, so I should do something, right?"

I still need to save some assets for my descendants, since I squandered all of our previous family fortune.

I have heard that my descendants are impoverished and destitute, so much so that they don't even have a change of robes.

Darren pursed his lips.

This statement was clearly a veiled criticism of him.

He secretly glanced at his robe.

Isn't everything fine?

Although there was a patch on it, it was specially designed for him. After all, beggar's clothes shouldn't just be ordinary clothes; he should also try a wizard's robe.

As a result, Grindelwald mistook it for an unwashed robe.

How could he be so poor?

of course.

As a little saint.

And also as a naive child who knew nothing.

Darren naturally showed a worried expression.

He reached into his pocket and pulled out the profit sheet that Rozier and the others had sent him.

Since it was a Galleon card, which was essentially a bank card, Darren always carried it with him, so he handed it to Grindelwald.