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Yes, I was secretly watching the whole time, and I saw him take food several times. They were probably still eating with their heads down, so they weren't paying much attention.
Darren Porter probably used this visual illusion to make them think that he couldn't eat.
But why? I wondered to myself.
Why does he always act so pitiful? Is it because of some kind of cheat code?
I have read many novels, including many system novels.
Could it be a system requirement?
Does becoming stronger come from gaining pity? That's too...
It would be better to call it the "Pretty Boy System"! Hmm, maybe I guessed right.
Perhaps this is the kind of system he's in, which is why he behaves this way.
Slytherin has lots of beautiful women and money, so going in would make it easier to complete the mission? I secretly thought to myself.
I want to laugh a little bit.
Well, this transmigrator is pretty unfortunate; he probably didn't get a system that allows him to dominate the battlefield.
Otherwise, he would have gone to Slytherin to compete for supremacy, instead of pretending to be pitiful there.
If I had a system to find men, I would definitely break down.
It seems he has a pretty good attitude.
Because I felt that we were so miserable that we were inseparable, I finally felt much better.
I took a big bite of pudding.
Maintaining your figure?
Just one bite, it shouldn't make me gain weight, right? I reassured myself.
The food was finally served.
As I listened to Dumbledore speaking, I couldn't help but yawn.
sleepy.
It's time for people to sleep after they've eaten their fill.
I glanced instinctively at the Slytherin table next to Hufflepuff; Darren Porter wasn't far from me.
I saw him yawning one after another.
So, it's not that I'm not using my brain and that's why I feel sleepy, it's that everyone is sleepy.
Even though he was also a time traveler, didn't he also doze off?
With his endorsement, I began to lean on Hannah with peace of mind and yawn. Hannah was also very sleepy.
But she held my hand like a very kind older sister.
In my daze, I thought of my cousin.
She has always been very good to me.
She also asked me to be her bridesmaid at her wedding.
Unfortunately, the night before I traveled through time, I heard that she was still arguing with her boyfriend about breaking up.
I can't go back, I think.
Will I really be able to wait for my parents to appear?
Tears silently blurred my vision.
The next morning, as I sat at the dining table, I overheard Slytherin whispering about how awesome Darren Porter was.
He actually smashed Malfoy's amulet to pieces with a single punch.
talisman!
I know, it's something that can save your life.
My brother Conte has one too.
It is said that he was the only one in the family.
In this life, my parents treasured the amulet, saying it could save their lives, but they never expected that Darren Porter could smash it with a single punch.
That's some serious fighting power!
I was feeling sorry for him last night, thinking he might be a gigolo, but I never expected him to go on a killing spree last night.
I really do need to pity myself.
I'm speechless with frustration.
We looked on blankly as Professor Sprout handed us the course schedule.
"Have you eaten, children? Go to class now!"
Professor Sprout said gently to us.
I glanced furtively at Snape, who was radiating coldness, Professor Flitwick, who seemed oblivious to everything, and Professor McGonagall, who was yelling at the Gryffindor students to hurry up and get to class.
I'm so glad I chose Hufflepuff.
Professor Sprout is so kind to us! The first class is Potions.
I know from the original books how he taught Slytherin and Gryffindor, but this is the first time I've seen him teach Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw.
He Jiang... he's alright in class.
Although he's a bit cold and speaks very venomously, as long as you do what he asks, you won't get scolded.
I don't think Potions class is that difficult, right?
It's just a matter of following the instructions and doing all the steps. As long as you concentrate, the potion you make won't be too bad.
I don't quite understand why Neville in the original story always seems to be exploding cauldrons. Is he just exceptionally gifted?
I really don't understand.
However, while I'm not terrible at making potions, I'm not very good at it either.
I should be the second person to make the potion.
The first one is a Ravenclaw girl.
I wasted some more time, and it wasn't until the eleventh potion that I went up to hand it in.
Since I wasn't in the top ten, Snape barely even turned his head and told me to just leave it there.
I left it there, and as I turned to leave, I saw Snape looking out the window at something.
I glanced at it subconsciously.
The Charms classroom is directly above and opposite the window of Snape's classroom.
Darren Porter was sitting by the window of the Charms classroom, and Snape could see him directly from his direction.
Seeing him sit up straight and listen attentively to the lesson, his fiery red hair instantly lifted my spirits.
Ok!
St. Peters was definitely missing his lover.
I left quietly...
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Chapter 795 Extra Chapter—I'm Not the Protagonist!!
The Hogwarts curriculum is actually quite acceptable.
I was able to keep up with every professor's lecture.
But sometimes I perform worse, because that's how all Hufflepuff students are.
I don't really like being number one in Hufflepuff's first year.
So they will all do Hufflepuff's fifth and sixth.
Professors usually only give extra points to the first three students. People like me usually only get verbal praise.
It's fine as long as it's not too bad.
Even something that's too bad will attract attention.
I faithfully allowed myself to appear mediocre.
But Darren Porter is truly outstanding.
Every professor who taught Darren Porter praised him in class.
I also overheard Professor Sprout telling Professor Flitwick that she wanted Darren to come to Hufflepuff, as Darren was unhappy in Slytherin.
She didn't want Darren Porter to be sad.
I don't really believe it.