Hogwarts: I've acquired the Father System

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Hermione blurted it out.

Then, the next second, she covered her mouth.

Tears welled up in her eyes.

"I'm sorry, let's go quickly!"

Harry remained silent.

He thought about it painfully.

If that's the case, they should let Darren out alive, not the other way around.

Darren is smarter and stronger than them. Even if he survives there, those people will surely torture him.

He mechanically packed his things.

Then they Apparated together with Hermione.

"This is where?"

"This is a jungle my parents once brought me to. We used spells to hide the surroundings so they might not find us."

Hermione said sadly.

Then she unleashed one spell after another.

At her instruction, Harry placed Ron on the bed inside the tent.

Hermione found some mushrooms.

She can't cook, so all she could manage was some mushroom soup.

But these mushroom soups tasted to Harry like some disgusting liquid.

But at this point, they could no longer ask Her to do anything more for them.

They wouldn't do it themselves.

night.

Harry sat outside the tent.

He looked at the starry sky outside, a look of confusion on his face.

He had thought he would be overjoyed to have obtained the Horcrux, but he couldn't smile at all now.

Darren's fate is unknown.

A future with no end in sight.

There was also the pain caused by hunger. And even complaints about everyone.

If Hermione and Ron were a little faster.

If Hermione hadn't exposed Darren's house... even though he knew it was all his fault.

But he couldn't help blaming others for these mistakes. He could now feel the Horcrux throbbing against his neck.

Holding this thing in your hand feels like you can feel your own heartbeat.

He kept thinking about Darren.

The thought of those incantations overwhelmed him.

Thinking that even if Darren were still alive, he would surely be tortured by Voldemort.

The scar keeps stinging.

Harry felt an unexpected anger, but he couldn't see anything.

"Harry!"

Hermione's voice suddenly came through. Harry was interrupted from his thoughts.

He looked back.

Harry thought Hermione had come to comfort him.

But no.

Hermione's expression was cold and somewhat impatient.

"Alright, it's my turn to keep watch!"

"I can."

"Let's go back!"

Hermione said coldly.

Harry had no choice but to return to the tent.

By this time, Ron had recovered somewhat.

His snoring was exceptionally loud.

Harry lay on his lower bunk, his consciousness fading.

Early the next morning.

When Harry woke up.

He found that Ron was already up and getting dressed.

He looked a little pale.

Seeing Harry wake up, she gestured towards the outside with her chin and said, "She's acting crazy again!"

Harry frowned.

He meant that Hermione must be very sad to have lost Darren, and she wasn't acting crazy.

But Hermione overheard this.

She said angrily, "Yes, I'm acting crazy. Am I the only one grieving? You're the ones who should be concerned about those Muggle-born wizards..."

"Aren't you a Mudblood yourself?"

Harry blurted it out.

Hermione's eyes reddened, and she rushed out of the tent.

Harry and Ron visibly became uneasy.

"Dude, you shouldn't have mentioned her."

Ron said in a low voice.

Harry knew he had done something wrong.

But for some reason, he suddenly became like this.

Fortunately.

Hermione eventually came back.

But Harry suspected that she had returned because the area was surrounded by Dementors.

Because Hermione came back screaming.

"Dementor Harry, I can't use the Patronus Charm anymore..."

Hermione said sadly.

Her source of happiness was originally her parents and Darren. She sent her parents far away, and Darren's fate is now unknown.

She is no longer happy.

Harry decided to go by himself.

But what's terrifying is that he returned dejected.

"I can't think of anything anymore, I can't think of the feeling of happiness."

Harry felt ashamed when he saw the shocked looks on Hermione's and Ron's faces.

He began to wonder if Hermione and Ron were starting to regret their decision.

They could have slipped away, but they followed him and now he's lost Darren and left them in this mess.

Harry began to doubt that he was a good-for-nothing.

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Chapter 700 Must I beg him?!

"But if we can't get out, we won't have any food..."

Hermione said, her face pale.

Ron kicked the table leg hard.

"I've lost so much blood from yesterday to today... and I've only eaten so little!"

Harry's anger flared up instantly.