Hogwarts: I've acquired the Father System

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With Dumbledore and Nicolas Flamel, how could Darren possibly lose?

Darren sat in the chair next to the same six students.

Directly in front is Fudge with the jury, and to the right front are the family members' seats.

Behind her stood reporters, some carrying large video cameras, others holding quill pens, dressed almost identically to Rita Skeeter.

But Darren recognized Rita Skeeter instantly from inside.

It wasn't that the woman impressed him, but rather that he sensed his Grim Reaper invisibility cloak emanating from her.

Good heavens, Rita Skeeter stole his invisibility cloak?

Darren's cat, Lez, for a period of time stole Death's Invisibility Cloak every day and gave it to other people.

Darren didn't know at first.

He only found out about this because of Harry and the others.

Upon learning of this, he promptly replaced Lezi with a lifelike cat.

Of course, he was too busy during this period, so he didn't pay attention to who the invisibility cloak was given to.

As for asking the system, he's not stupid; he's worth ten thousand Holy Fathers.

And these past few days, with Voldemort's diary coming to his door and causing such a big commotion, he has paid even less attention to it.

Who would have thought that the invisibility cloak would end up on Rita Skeeter's body?

Did Rita Skeeter steal his invisibility cloak, or did the person who stole his invisibility cloak impersonate Rita Skeeter?

What is this for?

Could it be to assassinate Dumbledore?

Darren thought to himself, his mind narrow-minded.

However, he immediately abandoned these thoughts because Fudge had already cleared his throat and begun.

“So let’s begin… Kant, do you have anything to say about the previous accusations?”

Fudge looked at the man named Conte.

He didn't start with Darren today, probably because he was afraid people would say he interrogated the victim first.

“Minister, I have decided to drop the previous charges. I may have been too biased. Darren Porter probably just unintentionally let those Death Eaters escape!”

The boy named Conte said this, giving Darren a fawning smile.

Darren became interested.

No way?

Are these people trying to gain sympathy?

After the first court hearing, all previous charges were dropped. If this gets out, people will suspect that he made threats, right?

If Rita Skeeter herself were to write this, she could pen a hundred thousand words about love and hate!

Darren pursed his lips and watched them perform.

Sure enough, after Conte said that, the other students immediately dropped their accusations, and then they all gave Darren ingratiating smiles.

The reporters behind them took photos like crazy.

Darren noticed that some of the people on the field were starting to show signs of doubt. If they waited a little longer, their impression might be deepened.

How dare they fabricate his public image?

Ha, you actually dare to compete with him in cunning?

[System, turn all the footage into image spheres and wipe them out!]

[Ding, crafting the complete Memory Orb requires 5,000 Holy Father Points. Craft now?]

[Make it!]

Darren laughed.

Then he looked at the group of people with pity.

There was no other way; in order to clear his name and get these people into Azkaban, he had to make the sacrifice of five thousand Fathers' Values.

However, he still showed a grateful expression on his face.

Clearly, he seemed genuinely surprised that these people would voluntarily withdraw the charges.

"Thank you, thank you all..."

Darren said, his voice trembling slightly.

[Ding, Fatherhood Value +50]

[Ding, Fatherhood Value +60]

[Ding, Fatherhood Value +70]

[bite…]

Darren was somewhat excited to receive the Holy Father value.

The money I just spent has been earned back.

Sure enough, leaving everyone with a saintly image would make it easier to rack up saintly points. With that thought in mind, his expression became even more sincere.

Darren even showed a long-lost smile, seemingly because he felt the beauty of the world.

Harry almost cried when he saw his smile.

Darren is always like this; he remembers even the smallest kindness from others.

He thought Darren was too easy to please, but he also felt that as long as he could make him smile, that was fine too.

Just as Harry was beginning to relax, he suddenly heard a voice spoil the mood: "So, Darren Potter, now that everyone else has dropped the charges, it's your turn to talk about why you didn't spare any Death Eaters?"

It was Fudge's voice.

Harry frowned.

He didn't quite understand. Wasn't it normal that Darren, one of his children, didn't leave behind any Death Eaters?

Why ask that?

What is Fudge still doubting?

"I know that many people will find my question hard to understand, but please think about the widely circulated image-recording ball. Think about the images inside. What kind of strength does Darren Porter possess?"

For a time, he was chasing after the Death Eaters until they threatened other students, forcing Darren Porter to back down.

So the question is, after Darren rebelled, why didn't he leave any Death Eaters alive?

I think this is an important situation that Darren needs to explain clearly.

Ultimately, the commemorative ball didn't provide an answer to this question; its effect ended just as Darren was preparing a counterattack.

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Chapter 210 I advise you not to make a mistake for yourself!

Fudge's words sparked a quiet discussion.

Harry noticed that many people around him were looking at Darren with wary eyes, as if they weren't the ones who had previously shown sympathy for him.

"Can't those people just run fast?"

Harry shouted unhappily.

"quiet!"

Fudge looked at Harry.

“Harry Potter, I expect you will not speak without my permission again, not even the Boy Who Lived…”

A mocking smile appeared on his face, clearly indicating that he wanted to say more hurtful things.

"minister!"

Darren suddenly interrupted him.

"I understand... I know what you mean, I will tell you the truth... I hope the minister will let my brother go!"

He said, his face somewhat pale.

The beautiful green eyes began to gradually turn red.

It felt like I was forced to make a decision.

[Ding, Fatherhood Value +60]

[Ding, Fatherhood Value +70]

[Ding, Fatherhood Value +50]

[bite…]

"Hmph, then you should tell me properly!"